Hard work pays off.
Jiang Jiao worked hard for so many years and finally got the notice that she passed the Central Theater Arts Examination with high scores.
"Congratulations Jiaojiao, in half a year we will be seniors."
The relationship between Li Bala and Jiang Jiao has become very harmonious, but they still compete for the ranking of 'sister and sister' from time to time.
Jiang Jiao was still very concerned about the fact that she was admitted to the Chinese Opera a year later than Li Ba La, but she couldn't refute it, so she could only say angrily:
"Since you are a senior, you must be more capable than me. You can sleep alone tonight."
"Don't even think about it."
Li Bala wouldn't be fooled, but Jiang Jiao's words also reminded her. She looked at her watch and couldn't help but frowned: "It's almost nine o'clock, why hasn't my husband come back yet? I won't be fooled by some vixen again. Charmed, right?"
Li BaLa, who often attended banquets, gained a new understanding of the luxurious life of the rich.
Therefore, the relationship between Li Bala and Jiang Jiao is getting better and better, and they just want to join forces to prevent Su Mingzhe from adding sisters to them.
Jiang Jiao also started to get a little anxious. She also wanted to tell the man the good news that she had passed the Chinese Drama Examination. After waiting for most of the day, the man did not come back.
"How about I make a call?"
As Jiang Jiao spoke, she took out her newly purchased mobile phone Nokia 7260 and made a call.
The call was quickly connected.
"Hey, hubby, where are you? Why aren't you home yet?"
"A friend is suddenly hospitalized. I'm going to watch from here tonight. You and Bala can go to bed first."
Su Mingzhe stood in the corridor of the hospital and answered the phone. He did not dare to speak too loudly so as not to disturb the patients and their families in the rest area.
"What kind of friend are you? Do you want me and Ba La to go and visit?"
When Jiang Jiao heard that she was in the hospital, she subconsciously thought of the scene where her man took other women to the hospital for abortion.
There have been a lot of advertisements for various hospitals on TV recently, and there are advertisements for female students doing diversions everywhere.
"It's Teacher Xia. Okay, you and Bala go to bed early. Don't worry about me. I'll find a bed here and rest."
Su Mingzhe didn't dare to say more, Tang Yun was still beside him.
"Teacher Xia? The one who draws?"
Jiang Jiao was a little angry when she saw the man hung up the phone on her, but she breathed a sigh of relief knowing that the man was not accompanying the woman for drainage.
It’s all anxiety caused by watching too many TV commercials recently.
"what's the situation?"
Li Bala saw that Jiang Jiao's face was not very good, so he kept looking at her with concern.
Jiang Jiao explained the situation, and then patted her head in annoyance: "I actually forgot to ask which hospital it was."
How dare Su Mingzhe tell Jiang Jiao the address of the hospital? Tang Yun is still here with her.
What happened this time started when Xia Te suddenly received an invitation from his alma mater, CAFA, to come to Yanjing to attend an event.
After Xia Te participated in the event, he thought that he only had a few friends in Yanjing, so he simply informed them all and said goodbye to everyone before he died.
As a result, in the middle of the party, Chat suddenly fainted and was sent to the hospital.
When Xia Jiji received the call in Haicheng, he quickly contacted Su Mingzhe and asked her to go see Xia Te on his behalf.
Su Mingzhe received Xia Jiji's call and hurried over. Unexpectedly, Tang Yun was also there.
As Tang Yun is a student of Chat, it is not surprising that she is here.
When Tang Yun saw Su Mingzhe coming, she was quite happy. In front of everyone, she threw herself into the man's arms.
Su Mingzhe had a smile on his face, but his heart was in disbelief.
If I had known that Tang Yun would also come to visit Xia Te, I would have come over later.
"Hey, it's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided. When Sister Xia Jiji arrives later, I hope it won't be a Shura scene."
fine.
Su Mingzhe did not wait for the Shura scene.
At around ten o'clock in the evening, Tang Yun, who had been held in the man's arms, couldn't bear it and fell asleep.
Su Mingzhe quickly sent Tang Yun home.
When Su Mingzhe rushed back to the hospital again, he arranged a chartered flight and sister Xia Jiji, who was picked up from Haicheng, finally arrived.
"Brother Su, how is my father?"
When Xia Jiji received a call from Yanjing in Haicheng in the afternoon, he was terrified, fearing that he would be notified of his critical illness.
Along the way, she hugged her sister, and the two of them hugged each other, and then they rushed over.
"It's okay now. The doctor said that he probably fainted due to acclimatization. For the specific situation, we need to do some tests tomorrow to confirm the diagnosis."
Su Mingzhe briefly repeated the doctor's words, but still did not tell the sisters that Chat had been terminally ill.
It's better to let the doctor talk about this matter.
After hearing Su Mingzhe's comfort, Xia Jiji breathed a sigh of relief, then pulled his sister into the ward and saw the sleeping Xia Te.
Seeing that his father was fine, Xia Jiji secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then thanked Su Mingzhe:
"Brother Su, I'm sorry to trouble you this time. It's so late. How about you go back and rest first?"
"I'd better stay here with you. You and Mimi are so young. It's very convenient for you to do anything with me here."
How could Su Mingzhe go back? This opportunity to deepen the relationship can never happen again.
Moreover, if a Shura scene really occurs, Xia Jiji will most likely not fall out at this time.
Therefore, no matter what, Su Mingzhe will accompany him to the end.
Soon, it was the next day.
When the doctors and experts went to work, Su Mingzhe accompanied Sister Xia Jiji and took Xia Te to do various examinations.
When Su Mingzhe accompanied Xia Jiji to the expert's office, the expert in white looked at Su Mingzhe and then at Xia Jiji: "Which one of you is a member of the Shatte family?"
"I am Xia Jiji, and Xia Te is my dad."
Xia Jiji said, but the expert looked at Su Mingzhe again, obviously asking Su Mingzhe to introduce himself.
"I am Teacher Xia's student."
Su Mingzhe could only lie. He didn't even dare to say more about his identity.
After hearing this, the expert had no choice but to ask again:
"Do you have any older family members at home?"
Experts saw that Xia Jiji was still young and did not want her to bear the pressure so quickly.
But Xia Jiji heard the underlying meaning of the doctor's words, and his eyes suddenly became anxious:
"Doctor, apart from my dad, my sister and I are the only ones left in our family. Just tell me what disease my dad has."
"Oh well."
The doctor had no choice but to tell Xia Jiji the test results and his diagnosis.
Chat's disease has reached an advanced stage and can only be treated conservatively.
Even conservative treatment can only delay the treatment for a year or two.
If not treated...it may only be a few months left.
After all, Xia Jiji was only sixteen years old and could not accept the bad news for a while.
After leaving the specialist ward, I couldn't control myself and cried bitterly in the man's arms.
Su Mingzhe also felt particularly helpless.
After experiencing the two worlds of "Soul Ferryman" and "Siteng", Su Mingzhe has become very powerful, but he has not found a method that can allow ordinary people to see for a long time.
All I can say is that these two worlds suck.
Especially in the world of "Soul Ferryman", there is no good way to save people and cure illnesses even though Zhao Li has been a ghost for thousands of years.
Of course, if Su Mingzhe really wanted to save Xia Te, it wouldn't be impossible.
In the world of "Soul Ferryman", Su Mingzhe learned an ancient forbidden technique, the "Zhuyoushu", which can extend people's life span.
The method of use is also very simple. After using Zhuyou, the money will still be on the road.
Whoever picks up the money will have his or her life borrowed.
It's just that the cost of performing this forbidden technique is too high. The highest exchange ratio is one hundred to one, and the lowest is three hundred to one.
In other words, if the other party can live another fifty years, even if all these fifty years are borrowed and transferred to Chat, Chat will only live three to five months longer.
Killing one person will cost the other person fifty years of life, but at most it will allow the other person to live three to five months longer.
No matter how you listen to this method, it sounds extremely evil.
Therefore, Su Mingzhe did not dare to use this forbidden technique at all.
"Jiji, stop crying, Xiaomi is still young, don't scare her."
Su Mingzhe saw the girl in his arms crying non-stop. The patient's family members were looking at her twice as they passed by, so he could only remind her not to be too sad.
Xia Jiji was comforted for a while and finally recovered.
Indeed, my father is seriously ill in bed and my sister is only fourteen years old. As the eldest sister, I have to support her no matter what.
After choking in the man's arms for a while, Xia Jiji finally asked the man to wipe away her tears.
After a while, when the eye circles were no longer red, they walked into the ward together.
When Chat saw his daughter coming in with red and swollen eyes, she knew that her condition could no longer be concealed.
Simply, he asked Su Mingzhe to go through the discharge procedures for him that day.
In his mind, since the hospital couldn't treat him, he might as well get the medicine and stay home.
The reason why Xia Te was so anxious to return to his hometown in Haicheng was not because he was worried about the money for hospitalization and medical treatment, but because he wanted to earn more money for his children.
After the news spread like wildfire that Chater was terminally ill, those with unlimited capital began to brag about Chatter.
The value of Schatt's works is also rising.
Su Mingzhe previously told Chat that if someone was willing to spend 500,000 yuan to buy his paintings, he could sell them directly to them without having to discuss them with Su Mingzhe.
Therefore, after facing capital invitations from calligraphy and painting dealers, Schatt began to take orders, endured the pain, and began to create.
Chater had been poor for decades and was really scared of poverty.
Now there are people willing to spend half a million or more to buy his paintings.
No matter how painful his body was, Chat would grit his teeth and finish all the works.
Su Mingzhe couldn't persuade him either.
After all, Chat now wants to leave more money to his two children before he dies.
This is what he wants to do as a father.
No matter what, Su Mingzhe couldn't speak to stop it.
March.
Su Mingzhe and Jiang Jiao returned to school to prepare for the 100-day sprint to prepare for the college entrance examination.
At the swearing-in ceremony held by the school, Su Mingzhe met Xing Meijuan again.
Compared with before the Spring Festival, when she was still graceful and graceful, Xing Meijuan now has a sad look on her face, and her eyes are filled with irritability and pain.
As the bank loan repayment time approaches, the inventory backlog has not decreased but increased.
The bankruptcy liquidation of Jiangda Electric Appliances seems to be coming soon.
Xing Meijuan's emotions were also losing control bit by bit.
Su Mingzhe not only noticed Xing Meijuan, but also noticed the suppressed hatred in Zhang Yang's eyes.
It seems that Zhang Yang's life, which had been peaceful for more than ten years, suddenly became "gloomy" when Xu Yi's family returned to Dongshan Island from the magical capital of Jiangzhou.
I don’t know how Zhang Yang will take revenge on Xu Yi and Xing Meijuan without Jiang Jiao and Li Bala.
As a friend, Su Mingzhe actually wanted to tell Zhang Yang everything, but he needed to find an opportunity to do so.
After all, I couldn't just grab Zhang Yang for no reason and tell him that your father is not your father and your mother is not your mother.
