Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

Chapter 216 Please forgive my obsession.

People, after going through hardships, always feel that everything beautiful in front of them is fake, and Jiang Niannian always feels this way.

When I dreamed back in the middle of the night, I opened my eyes and saw the man who was close in front of me, with my fingertips drawing his outline. Even though I could feel the temperature, I still felt a sense of distance.

She thought, maybe it was the shadow caused by the gray months before.

These days are too comfortable, so I feel unrealistic.

"Huo Qi, so, you are really by my side now." The girl whispered softly.

Although the man was asleep and didn't hear her murmuring, he would hug her tightly all the time, as if he was afraid of losing his baby.

Jiang Niannian didn't know that during the days when she didn't return to City A, Huo Qi didn't have a good night's sleep.

He never mentioned that period of treatment in the hospital to anyone.

Even his mother Zhou Qianru didn't know about it.

months ago.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Zhou, Huo Shao needs to be treated in a quiet environment alone, and no one can disturb him." This is the most common sentence the psychiatrist said to Zhou Qianru.

Every time someone wanted to see Huo Qi, they would be turned away by the psychiatrist.

Most of the reasons for refusal are very official, even eight times out of ten are the same.

So much so that later, Zhou Qianru couldn't suppress her emotions anymore, and regardless of her honorable status, she yelled at the hospital, and even howled like ghosts and wolves.

"Son! My good son, you are willing to see your mother. Do you know how worried your mother is?" Zhou Qianru's mood has been unstable these days, and she started to take the medicine she stopped before.

There was a layer of water in her scarlet eyes, and she stepped forward slightly trembling, holding tightly to her son's much thinner arm.

There is no mother in the world who doesn't love her son, she wishes she could treat him to this pain.

The woman obviously had a lot to say, but after seeing her son's listless and emaciated appearance, all she could do was cry.

After a while, Zhou Qianru had enough scrutiny, and her mood eased, and she trembled, "Why did you become so thin in a month?"

He is a man who is nearly 1.9 meters thin and has lost weight to 130 kilograms. If he continues like this, no matter how strong his body is, he will not be able to support it.

During that time, Huo Qi had no contact with anything other than the ward, and before the knot in his heart was untied, he was depressed and heavy.

During the first week of waking up, the man was lying on the hospital bed, staring at the white ceiling with dull eyes, no matter who called him, he did not respond.

The hospital changed several psychiatrists for him, but nothing worked, and three critical illness notices were issued.

If Huo Qi continues like this, after a long time, his brain will automatically go into hibernation. Although he can keep his body functioning normally through the input of nutrient solution, his body cannot withstand the torture of will.

The best psychiatrists in the city and even the whole country are gathered in Huo Qi's ward. They have super psychological qualities and can be calm about everything, but they can't calm down when facing the silent death of a young life.

"Is there really no other way?" It was an intern doctor, his name was Gu Qingming, he had just graduated from school and had no experience, so he studied with his master Jiang He.

Usually in such a scene with so many bosses, some interns would not dare to say anything, but Gu Qingming is a kind child, full of great kindness to the world, and has a heroic spirit.

"Can I try?" He knew that his actions would be scorned and ridiculed by many parties. After all, a child who hasn't grown his hair yet wants to complete a task that even many seniors shook their heads and gave up. Night Tale.

However, he doesn't care about the colored eyes of these people, he just feels that giving up a young life is like suffering.

All the seniors and peers in the room looked at him, and the silent air seemed to be chronically delayed, which was even more tormenting.

Gu Qingming is not an extroverted character, facing the eyes of so many people, he is somewhat timid.

He clenched his sleeves tightly and swallowed.

However, no one took him seriously, the seniors ignored him automatically, the peers laughed softly, and the whole room poured out of the ward.

Only Gu Qingming's master Jiang He stayed.

"Qingming, you just came out of school, being down-to-earth is the most important thing, don't be aggressive, it won't do you any good." Master Jiang He's words still weighed heavily in Gu Qingming's heart, so he was very sad because he didn't get anyone. support.

The young man only lost his eyes for a moment, then slowly raised his head, his eyes were filled with tenacious light: "Master, if we give up even, will he have a dead end?"

The truth is this truth.

But one cannot be overwhelmed with sympathy.

He is not the only poor person in the world, if you want to feel pity one by one, you will lose yourself.

Although he is unwilling to teach the next generation in this way, it is better for people to be selfish.

"Qingming, the reason why I am willing to take you is not only because of your excellent theoretical knowledge, but also because I think you are a child with aura." Jiang He's face was a little serious, the wrinkles between his brows piled up, and his dark and powerful eyes projected onto the boy's face It's like a sharp sword.

"I don't want you to be stubborn about this kind of thing."

"Master, I once had an autistic younger sister." The boy suddenly talked about the old things.

"My parents call her sick, but I call her Nana. She just likes to stay with me and read books, because she knows that in this world, I am the only one who will not dislike her."

There was a soft light in the boy's tough eyes, and a dark cloud called regret shrouded his head.

Although Jiang He didn't know why he suddenly brought up this topic, but seeing that he was not in the right mood, he could only listen silently.

"Later, when I was in high school, I had to live away from home. My school was in another province. It took ten hours to take a train to go home, and I had to transfer to a bus for several hours. The distance was long and the fare was expensive."

"The family background is poor, and the youth has lofty aspirations, but I can't resist the lack of money in my pocket. I can only bury my head in my studies. For three years, I didn't go home. I relied on my part-time job to save tuition fees. On the day after the college entrance examination, I excitedly gave it to my family. called."

"But I heard bad news."

"I hate it, three years, I made this one call."

"Why do I only make this one call, if I... I call once a month, my sister might not die."

Gu Qingming couldn't hide his sadness, and he wiped the tears off his cheeks with the back of his hand in embarrassment.

"It was only later that I learned that some autistic children may never have a person to talk to in their entire life. If they do, if they lose it suddenly, it will cut off their last straw."

"Master, I know your intentions, and I am very grateful for your cultivation and love."

"Please forgive my obsession." Gu Qingming bowed respectfully to the master, and the heavy tears hit the floor, which was a sound imperceptible to human ears.

(End of this chapter)