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Jingyin College, inside Shu Hongming's dormitory.

Shu Hongming cleaned up the room, and it didn't take long for him to hear the door of the bathroom "creak", and the rice changed into new clothes and walked out.

I was crying in the studio before, and the collar of my clothes was dirty, so I had to go back to Shu Hongming to change my clothes.

After changing his clothes, Da Mi jumped up and down to Shu Hongming, turned around in front of Shu Hongming like a butterfly, and smiled playfully: "Da Shu, am I beautiful?" ”

"Pretty." Shu Hongming said this and arranged the cushions on the sofa neatly.

"Humph! You didn't even look closely! Saying it so quickly, it must be lying to me. Rice sat comfortably on the sofa that Shu Hongming had just cleaned up, half-leaning.

Shu Hongming ignored her, walked to the side of the bed, and took off the sheets-

The sheets were also a bit dirty and had to be changed.

Da Mi looked at Shu Hongming busy, and a pair of cute big eyes widened suddenly, and he narrowed up all of a sudden: "Da Shu, will you break up with me in the future?" Will you not want me......"

"What stupid things are you talking about?" Shu Hongming smiled.

Rice stood up, his arms swinging back and forth, and walked behind Shu Hongming in a swaying manner, his slender arms wrapped around him, hugged Shu Hongming, pillowed his head on Shu Hongming's shoulder, and closed his eyes: "But people are just afraid~ Today you let me think, I just think about it, I think I will die......"

Shu Hongming's movements froze, turned around and hugged the rice, and brushed away the hair in front of the rice's forehead.

Rice looked up at Shu Hongming, chuckled, pouted slightly, and looked very cute.

If you leave this girl in front of you, he will also die.

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Two days later, on Wednesday afternoon.

Inside the hospital room.

After school, Millet sat on the companion bed, holding a pen and writing homework, but from time to time he looked up and looked at Lilac who was sitting on the bed and drawing with a sketchbook.

Lilacs give people a very quiet and gentle feeling. She spends most of her time lying down and resting, and occasionally when she sits up, she picks up the sketchbook next to her and draws non-stop.

Lilac's dream is to be a very powerful cartoonist. Moreover, her talent in painting is really good, Shu Hongming and Rice jokingly asked Lilac to help draw a sketch, and then was surprised to find that the sketch portrait painted by Lilac is not much worse than those who sketch people on the street.

"Sister, I won't do this question!" Millet bit the tip of her pen and reached out to tug at Rice's clothes.

Rice said "oh", grabbed Xiaomi's homework book and glanced at it, and pouted slightly: "It's another math problem?" Why can't you do math problems as long as it's a math problem? Really...... Find the trapezoidal area, this has to be the sum of the upper bottom + lower bottom, multiply by the height and divide by two......"

Rice complained, and had to point it to Millet and teach Millet what to do.

Shu Hongming went to eat with a lunch box just now, and the "heavy responsibility" of teaching Xiaomi to write homework naturally fell on her.

After teaching Xiaomi, Rice looked at the interface of DK music on the laptop, and supported his cheek with one hand, looking very distressed.

On the DK music interface, the number of downloads of Fan Chenxuan's "Graduation Say I Love You" has reached 2 million, and it will break 3 million in two days; And "Glass" sung by rice was uploaded for two days, but the number of downloads was only 800,000. In terms of downloads alone, the "Glass" sung by Mi this time was lost to Fan Chenxuan.

However, if you want to say that the evaluation of "Glass" on the Internet is unanimously praised, basically everyone who has heard it says that this is a good song, and it is indeed better than "Graduation Say I Love You". However, when it comes to the real need to pay, more people would rather choose "Graduation Say I Love You" than "Glass" -

In short, "The Glass" is a song that is applauded but not popular.

When the rice was distressed, the clove on the bed next to her suddenly said sweetly: "Sister rice, do you think my painting looks good?" ”

"Huh? Let me see! ”

Hearing this, Rice left the computer, walked around the bed, walked to Lilac's hospital bed, sat down in front of the stool, and looked at Lilac's sketch.

In the sketchbook, what is drawn is rice and millet.

The accompanying bed that hastily made the effect, Millet was lying on the stand table to write homework, and Rice was staring at the computer and playing. Lilac seems to be very good at dealing with her expression, although she is just a simple painting, but the curiosity and distress of rice, and the helplessness and seriousness of millet can be vaguely seen.

"That's a nice drawing!" Rice complimented, then pointed to the sketchbook, "Can you give this painting to me?" ”

"Well, Sister Rice likes it, so let's take it." Lilac smiled sweetly, took the sketchbook, and was about to peel off the page. However, when she was exerting force, it seemed that the force was wrong, and with a "hiss", the sketchbook fell on the bed.

Rice was startled and hurriedly asked, "Lilac, are you okay?" Do you want me to call a doctor for you? ”

Zhang Caixia and Xiaomi's attention was also attracted: "Lilac, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Sister Lilac, are you feeling unwell somewhere?" Xiaomi looked concerned.

Lilac obviously had foggy eyes, but she still just hugged her arms, shook her head gently, with a faint smile on her face, and her hazy eyes seemed to become more beautiful: "No, it's okay, it's just that my arm suddenly hurts." ”

Rice was stunned for a moment and stood up: "I'll call a doctor for you!" ”

After the words fell, Mi ran out of the ward, Zhang Caixia got off the hospital bed, Mi also moved the stand table, and the two of them walked to Lilac's side.

Lilac put her arms around her, still smiling slightly.

However, laughing, laughing, Lilac's hazy tears slipped down: "I, I hurt so much......"

The voice was soft, and tears fell from the emaciated cheeks onto the wide hospital gown, soaking the clothes as if they had soaked the girl's heart.

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"The pain on the patient's lilac is because of the lesion and chemotherapy. This symptom will gradually worsen in the future, and our recommendations are mainly for pain relief, as well as massaging the body...... We will help you find a suitable bone marrow match as soon as possible to save the patient's life as soon as possible. Xiangxiang is very strong, but, judging from her current situation, it won't be long after that......"

After the doctor finished the examination, Shu Hongming, Ding Manshuang, and Lin Yanyan, who went to eat, also rushed back from the cafeteria and listened to the doctor's instructions outside the ward.

After dinner, Ding Manshuang and Lin Yanyan accompanied Ding Xiang and read some news to Ding Xiang a little absently.

For example, the independent militants in the northern Russian province exchanged fire with the government army, and several small African countries fought wars, causing disasters and so on.

Lilac curled up in the bed, leaving only her head outside, asking something from time to time.

After reading the news, Lilac leaned back and looked at the scenery outside the window that began to darken: "Mom, what do you say tomorrow will be?" Will there be a sun tomorrow? It's been rainless for almost a week, so I wish I could go outside when it rains......"

Lilac loves to walk in the rain, it feels beautiful.

"It's fine. We'll have a chance in the future. Lin Yanyan smiled reluctantly.

"Hmm." Lilac nodded.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the ward was a little strange, Shu Hongming and Dami walked out of the ward together, walked to the garden in front of the inpatient department, and walked slowly: "Da Shu, what do you say?" The doctor said that the cloves couldn't be delayed for long. ”

"You said that the micro~blog, but the micro~ blog is not very useful."

Weibo has been posted for more than two days, and there are very few people who respond to Rice's Weibo.

Three days to get along, kind-hearted, sympathetic rice, but very anxious for cloves.

What to do with rice, of course, Shu Hongming has to help make it together.

"Hmm......" Shu Hongming was silent for a while, and then suddenly said, "Or, let's sing a song together." ”

"Singing?" Rice was stunned for a moment.

Shu Hongming nodded: "Let's sing a song together and call for it, it should be of some use." ”

Singing is always more effective than an empty micro~blog.

"Really?" Da Mi frowned, and then suddenly said, "Da Shu, when it comes to singing, why don't you sacrifice it?" Let's promise that if someone's bone marrow is successfully matched, you will write a song for him. By the way, let's stop discussing it with Uncle Ding and Aunt Lin. Didn't they say before that if there was really a suitable match, they would be willing to pay 500,000 yuan? Then let's simply write this condition to the micro ~ blog ......"

Rice babbling a bunch of comments.

When Shu Hongming heard this, he smiled: "Okay, just do as you say!" ”

It's better to do something now than nothing!

PS: Uh-uh, it's so painful to describe cloves......

The more I write, the more reluctant I become............ Woowoowoo......