Priceless little cute wife

"Children's paintings? Why are you here? " Ye Zichu originally frowned, but when he saw the children's painting, his eyes flashed, and then smiled. It seemed that ye Zichu had recovered his peaceful.

"I... come and see you! And here comes limpid! "

"What are you doing here? It's just a small problem. It seems to be very serious. " Ye Zichu shook his head and looked at the clear in front of him.

"Little guy, if you have time to see me, you might as well practice the violin!"

"Mr. Zichu... You should take good care of yourself! Who else can teach me the violin? " Pouting, limpid sat beside ye Zichu and said.

"Ha ha... Your mother has got my ability. You can learn from her!"

"Hum! Although my mother seems to have a good temper, she doesn't have the patience to teach me! " Limpid deliberately looked at the children's painting with an angry expression, and then spit out his tongue.

Children's painting looked at limpid and ye Zichu joking. Suddenly, ye Zichu, who was originally full of pain, seemed to have really eased a lot. At this time, you can say anything.

Just thinking of this, suddenly Donggong asked and looked at the children's painting: "did you... Say it?"

His words immediately silenced the whole ward.

"Say? What did you say? " Ye Zichu seemed to have guessed something, so he took the lead in opening his mouth.

"Say... Say your condition!" Chris immediately interrupted, then looked at the children's painting and asked Donggong.

"Dr. Donggong, you just want to say that you don't listen to him. How can he treat you?" Chris said, without mentioning illness.

"Yes! If the patient doesn't cooperate, I'm afraid I can't help you even if I have all-round skills! Mr. Zichu, you should obediently cooperate with my treatment? " Donggong asked and went on along with the topic.

"Treatment? It's not a serious disease. What treatment do you need? " Ye Zichu frowned, then stared at Donggong and Chris.

The children's painting looked at his expression, looked at Chris and Donggong and asked.

She knows ye Zichu that these people engaged in art are extremely sensitive. Let alone anything, even if there is nothing, they have long been suspicious in his heart.

Just now, when Donggong asked him to come in, he seemed to be casual, but he had already hooked up ye Zichu's doubts.

What's more, leukemia is not a minor disease. He needs chemotherapy and major surgery next. How can he know nothing about it?

Instead of making psychological preparation at that time, it's better to tell him now and let him be prepared, so that the next treatment will be more smooth, won't it?

Although this is half and half of the treatment effect for patients, children's paintings have tightened their fists and are ready.

"Chris... Donggong asked... Don't hide it from Mr. Zichu! Even if you want to hide it, how long can you hide it? "

"You... Miss Tong! What are you talking about? What are you hiding? " When Chris heard the children's painting say so, he immediately got angry.

He asked Donggong several times to discuss it, but she didn't make a decision. She actually told him directly. Have you ever thought about Mr. Zichu's mood? Have you ever thought about how to accept Mr. Zichu who is so fragile and sensitive?

I knew I shouldn't have told her!

"Chris! Shut up! What the hell are you hiding from me? Say it! "

"You're sick! And it's not a minor illness! " The children's painting looked at ye Zichu and said word by word, but her eyes stared at ye Zichu, half an inch.

"Not... A minor illness?" Ye Zichu looked at the children's painting and immediately understood, "cancer? Or... "

"Leukemia!" Children's paintings are simple and clear without any modification and doubt.

"You... Children's painting, you've gone too far! Mr. Zichu is so kind to you. Why don't you think about him at all... "

"What do you think of me?" Ye Zichu looked back at Chris who was angry.

"Think about my mood?" Ye Zichu shook his head.

"For so long, you still don't know me enough... Chris!"

"Mr. Zichu!" Chris looked at ye Zichu and his eyes were ruddy.

"In fact, I said that my body is mine. How can I not feel it? It's just that I've been deceiving myself all the time! But I can't cheat now! "

"Mr. Zichu, you..."

"In fact, I already knew. When I was abroad, one day I paid you off and went to the hospital alone. The doctor said I might have leukemia, so I decided to come back. But it's also fate. When I came back, I met children's painting! "

"You... Already... Why didn't you... Tell me?"

"Tell you? Is it useful? " Ye Zichu looked at Chris and said.

"I..." Chris was speechless, then lowered his head silently.

"As I said, I have only one apprentice in children's painting in my life! The children of children's painting are also my disciples, so I want to teach more to you while I still have strength! Don't die. I'm really sorry for myself if I haven't taught my skills! "

"Mr. Zichu..." the child painting was a little surprised. It turned out that it was because he wanted to teach limpid, so ye Zichu didn't say his disease all the time.

Everyone knows that after chemotherapy for leukemia, it has an absolute impact on the mental state of the whole person, and their physique will decline. Some people may even aggravate their condition because of chemotherapy, because their body becomes weak, so many complications will occur.

Therefore, ye Zichu should have known the possibility long ago, so he kept it from Chris and everyone. There is only one purpose, that is to teach clarity

But... Limpid is not related to him. He really doesn't need to put aside his life and death to teach limpid!

"Hehe, now everyone knows. It's good to save time for me to say it... I really don't know how to say it!"

Ye Zichu smiled and seemed very calm.

Children's paintings are full of complicated feelings. Even if ye Zichu is not related to himself, he takes care of himself like his father. Now he has to accept the attack of the disease, but he is powerless. This feeling really doesn't want to have it again!

"Mr. Zichu! The sooner these diseases are treated, the better! Donggong asked, "he has seen your body. Now he needs chemotherapy immediately, and then look at the results of chemotherapy to choose bone marrow transplantation!"

"Well... I know!" Ye Zichu nodded a little, obviously already knew.

"I know you are good to me, but your body is more important! Limpid is still young. In the future, you have to help, whether it's the violin or his growth! "

"Mr. Zichu... Please go to chemotherapy anyway! As long as you are well, you and I can wait! During this time, I can teach him that as long as you are here, I can benefit a lot, whether I am clear or not! "

"Yes! Mr. Zichu... Don't worry, I will study hard. I will be here every day and play for you! " He nodded and said.

Although he didn't know how important leukaemia was, he knew it very well when he looked at everyone's solemn expression.

So he turned his head and looked at ye Zichu in front of him.

"Limpid..." ye Zichu looked at his big clear, round and bright eyes and his praying face, which was also mixed with five flavors.

"Mr. Zichu... Please, please!" Limpid took ye Zichu's hand and shook it gently.

Ye Zichu took a deep breath, then slowly breathed out, looked up at Donggong and asked, "well... Please help me arrange it!"

"Good!" Donggong asked and nodded immediately, "don't worry, Mr. Zichu, I will always accompany you every treatment."

"Well! Thank you! " Ye Zichu nodded.

"What can I thank you for? This is what my doctor should do! oh I happen to ask the doctor again to see what good treatment procedures are. You say it first! "

Donggong asked as he left the ward and gave Tong Hua a look, and then Tong Hua immediately followed up.

"What's the matter? Any questions? "

"There's no problem, but we should be prepared. The process of chemotherapy is painful. I also told Chris that I thought about whether to use conservative therapy before, but now I've said it. Let's go directly! Just... "

"Donggong asked, I know what you mean! I also know what to face next. I just hope to have better treatment. I don't want to... Lose another family member! "

"I understand. I will try my best, but... You should also be prepared. After all... We are doctors, not gods! There is no guarantee! " Donggong asked, looking at the children's painting, and said.

It was hard for him to see the disappointed look on her face again.

The most sad thing is to see that the person you trust most is ill and leave yourself a little bit.

Thinking of this, Donggong asked, just trying to comfort, but when he looked up, he saw a familiar figure over the elevator, and then his hand immediately retracted.

Children's painting didn't notice this small action, but it vaguely felt that there was a breath rushing up behind him.

Let her have to look back slowly, although she already knows who will feel like this!

"Ye Zichu... Are you okay?" The man is talking behind him.

"It's all right for the time being, but we need chemotherapy next!" Donggong asked, bypassing the children's painting, then looked at him and said.

"Well..."

"If it's all right, I'll go to the doctor first. You... Talk slowly!" Donggong asked and turned to leave.

Children's painting suddenly felt a little embarrassed. It was really the most painful thing in the world to let himself face Donggong Yao.

"Are you... Okay?" Donggong Yao was the first to speak.

Ye Zichu or children's painting will never take the initiative to tell himself the news. If Donggong hadn't asked and mentioned it, he wouldn't know at all.

"Nothing!" Tong Hua shook his head, then looked at Donggong Yao, "Mr. Zichu knew it long ago, so he is more calm than us!"

"He's also a strange man. He can be so calm in the face of such a thing. It's really worthy of my East Palace Yao's appreciation." Donggong Yao said.

"He never needs your appreciation!" Tong Hua glanced at Donggong Yao and muttered.

There is a kind of person who is too arrogant and really feels that he is the center of the world. Everyone should turn around him. Donggong Yao is such a person.

"I think I've been here. I don't need to go in to see him. In fact, I'm afraid if I go in to see him, he will really be seriously ill!" Donggong Yao looked at the ward and said.

exceedingly welcome!

The child painting whispered in his heart, it's really not the result of a volcano hitting an iceberg!