Chapter 588
Ye Zhimeng heard Wen Chi's voice and hurried over: "Didn't I tell you to go back and rest?"
Wen Chi shook the bag in his hand: "I'll go back after my late night snack."
After a while.
The two faced each other and sat at the small table in the lounge area.
"This seafood porridge is far away. Did you buy it yourself?" Ye Zhimeng raised his eyes and looked at Wen Chi.
Wen Chi smiled: "I haven't eaten for a long time, and I want to take a bite."
Ye Zhimeng said nothing.
Wen Chi has not liked porridge since he was a child. Strictly speaking, he doesn't like porridge, soups, and watery ones. For this reason, he was often beaten by his grandmother.
She knew exactly why he went.
"I have contacted several leukemia experts who can go to China in the next two days." Wen Chi put the porridge in front of Ye Zhimeng, unpacked the takeout package, took out a spoon and put it in the porridge bowl, "I'll put it in the porridge bowl." All the current inspection reports have been sent to them, and the feedback they have given is very satisfactory. Apart from having to undergo some treatment, there is not much of a problem with the cure."
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"Brother Wenchi, thank you." Ye Zhimeng was completely confused today, relying entirely on Wenchi to handle the minutiae.
"I'm Yiyi's uncle." Wen Chi replied, "By the way, you haven't told Li Xingyuan yet?"
Ye Zhimeng shook his head: "There is one more thing to solve."
"Well, I told him and asked him to come over and make a match. The matching between relatives is more likely to be successful." Wen Chi crushed the crispy ones to eat with the porridge.
Ye Zhimeng's eyes flickered, and then she frowned: "Is there blood on your wrist?"
"This?" Wen Chi glanced at it, pulled off his cuffs, and covered them tightly, "I got scratched when I was teasing a wild cat. Don't worry, I've been vaccinated."
"If you like kittens, just get one. Why don't we all stop raising pets for Yiyi?" Ye Zhimeng said helplessly.
"It's not all because of Yiyi. I travel all over the world for three hundred days a year. It's very pitiful for the kitten to be alone." Wen Chi spoke and urged, "Eat quickly, it won't taste good after it gets cold." ”
Ye Zhimeng nodded.
Picked up the spoon and took two bites, it was like wax.
After that, the two of them talked less.
Wen Chi watched over Ye Zhimeng, finished eating the fish fillet porridge, and packed the packing box, "Go and have a rest, I'm leaving."
"Drive slower."
Wen Chi responded and left with the garbage.
Ye Zhimeng ate something and her stomach felt less uncomfortable.
She went to wash up, then quietly returned to the ward. As soon as she lay down next to Yiyi, Yiyi woke up.
"Where does it hurt?" Ye Zhimeng became nervous.
They shook their heads one by one and pulled Ye Zhimeng to lie down. The mother and son looked at each other quietly for a while.
Yiyi said: "Mommy, is Yiyi's illness serious?"
Ye Zhimeng didn't hold back, tears welled up in her eyes. She came closer to Yiyi and kissed his forehead: "It's not serious, but Yiyi will have a harder time in the future, but the doctors and uncles will definitely cure Yiyi." , are you not afraid?"
"I'm not afraid." Yiyi shook his head, "Mommy, don't worry, don't let your sister know, she will be afraid."
Yiyi has always been very sensible.
But now he is still sensible, which breaks Ye Zhimeng's heart.
She hugged Yiyi and said, "Son, mom is sorry... Mommy has neglected you during this time. You have to worry so much about mom. Mom is sorry... Please forgive mom, mom." It won’t happen again.”
Patting Ye Zhimeng's back gently one by one: "Why should you forgive me? I don't blame you. You have given me so much love. It's my own fault for getting sick... getting sick... ....”
"No, no, my son, you are right, how could you be wrong?" Ye Zhimeng let go of Yiyi, looked at his red eyes, and explained eagerly, "Your disease is due to a genetic defect. It's not your fault, it's mommy..."
One by one, I watched my mother cry.
He was also very sad. He raised his hand, his small hand, to gently wipe away Ye Zhimeng's tears.
But my mother seemed sad too.
I can't wipe away the tears no matter how hard I wipe them.
