After arriving at the hospital, it was almost late at night, and by the time the doctor finished diagnosing Zhao Jun and giving him a drip, Fang Wenke and Liang Xue and I were already exhausted.

The three of us gathered in front of Zhao Jun's hospital bed, watching Zhao Jun fall asleep, and none of us dared to speak loudly, for fear of waking Zhao Jun up.

The room was quiet, and you could hear the three of us gurgling with hunger, and the three of us looked at each other and laughed at each other.

I saw that Zhao Jun slept soundly and there was no big problem, so I got up and prepared to go out to buy some boxed lunches or something to fill my hunger, leaving Liang Xue and Fang Wenke looking at Zhao Jun in the ward.

It's just that as soon as I stepped out of the ward, I saw an old man walking towards me. I recognized him at a glance, he was the old grandfather who lent me the black umbrella when I was running in the morning, that is, Zhao Jun's grandfather.

I put away my surprise and hurriedly ran forward and asked him, "Grandpa, why did you know that Zhao Jun was hospitalized so quickly!" ”

Apparently my grandfather was blinded by my question, and he even looked at me strangely for a while before he figured out who I was, and he sorted out his mind and said, "What did you say?" My eldest grandson is hospitalized? ”

“――”

Looking at the grandfather in front of me who didn't know why, I knew that I said the wrong thing, it was obvious that the grandfather didn't know about Zhao Jun's hospitalization, but grandpa appeared in the hospital because of the weishenme incident?

"Girl, what did you just say? My eldest grandson is hospitalized? Grandpa saw that I was stunned and asked me anxiously.

I knew that I couldn't contain the fire in the paper, so I just recruited it, and said, "--Well--in this ward." Grandpa, Zhao Jun is fine, he just has an injury on his forehead, and he will be haode tomorrow! I pointed to the ward behind me and comforted my grandfather as I helped him into the ward.

When grandpa walked into the ward, Fang Wenke was shocked, Fang Wenke's eyes widened, and he instinctively shouted at grandpa: "Grandpa! ”

Of course, the grandfather was also confused by the scene in front of him, and said in a slur manner: "Grandson! ”

Obviously, the grandfather shouted this "grandson" not at Zhao Jun who was lying on the hospital bed, but at Fang Wenke, who was sitting on the side.

Now the fact that Fang Wenke and Zhao Jun are brothers is self-defeating.

Fang Wenke hurriedly got up, afraid of waking Zhao Jun up, so he took his grandfather out.

Liang Xue and I stayed in the ward, listening to the whispers outside the door, but soon heard the footsteps of Fang Wenke and Grandpa leaving.

When Fang Wenke and his grandfather walked away, Liang Xue dared to ask me in a whisper: "What's the matter, Zhao Jun and Fang Wenke are brothers?" ”

I nodded undeniably and acknowledged this bloody family relationship.

"That's! Fang Wenke and Zhao Jun are not the same surname? Liang Xue continued to ask curiously.

"Their parents divorced very early, Zhao Jun followed his father, and Fang Wenke followed his mother."

"This shijie is really cold-blooded." Liang Xue looked at Zhao Jun on the hospital bed, and there was a little more sympathy in her eyes.

I got up lightly, walked out of the ward, and walked around the corridor, but I never saw Fang Wenke and Grandpa, and I don't know where the two of them went.

Seeing that Fang Wenke and his grandfather hadn't come back for a long time, I went downstairs alone and found a fast food restaurant near the hospital, intending to buy some meals to pack.

It was late at night, and the chefs at the fast-food restaurant were almost all off work, so I waited for about 20 minutes before I bought all the rice bowls and stir-fried vegetables.

I carried the food in my hand and walked back to the hospital quickly, but in the hospital hall I saw Fang Wenke sitting on a chair, and he looked up at the hanging lamp in the center of the hall with a dull gaze, as if to stop the tears from falling from the corners of his eyes.

I hurriedly stepped forward, sat down next to Fang Wenke, and said to him, "What's wrong with you?" Isn't there something going on? ”

Fang Wenke saw me coming, quickly wiped the corners of his eyes with his hand, looked at me and said, "-You also heard it just now, in fact, Zhao Jun and I-"

"I know, you and Zhao Jun are brothers, I know it." Before Fang Wenke could finish speaking, I interrupted his confession.

Fang Wenke was puzzled by my knowledge, and said, "How do you know that Zhao Jun and I are brothers?" ”

"I've seen the text messages you and Zhao Jun sent, which I inadvertently read on the night you were drunk driving, so I know it."

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Fang Wenke was silent, he may have been surprised that I had kept it a secret for him for so long without knowing it.

But two seconds later, he suddenly knelt on the ground, he hugged me, and cried loudly, causing the food I was carrying to be knocked to the ground by his sudden loss of control.

There were very few people in the hospital hall, because it was late at night, and few people came to the hospital again, but Fang Wenke in the corner of the hall was as desperate as if he had lost a loved one, and his cries penetrated every corner of the hospital.

I supported Fang Wenke, who was hugging me, and wondered what was going on with him, but I heard him sobbing weakly in my ear, saying, "My father has stomach cancer, and he is dying, and grandpa is in the hospital so late to take care of my father." In fact, Zhao Jun told my father about cancer before, but I thought that my father and I hadn't seen him for more than ten years, so I wouldn't have any feelings. Until just now, when my grandfather took me to my father's hospital room to see him, I saw that his hair was all gone, and his lips were white, and I collapsed in that instant, although I have been separated for so many years, he is still my father! ”

I hugged Fang Wenke in front of me, and I finally knew that men also have times when they are vulnerable, and they also have such uncontrollable sadness.

It turns out that men and women are the same, except that the former knows how to disguise, and the latter knows how to use it to win sympathy.

It turns out that blood is thicker than water, not just talking.