"I'm not going to school today."

Zhang Ming tried very hard to squeeze out a smile again, and said, "Sister, from today onwards, I will deliver you meals on time every day in the future." The doctor said that your stomach is not very good, and you should eat on time. ”

"It's fine. It's okay to eat late, you don't have to send me food every day, my studies are important, I can order takeout. The girl took out the takeout order under the pillow and shook it in front of Zhang Ming with a smile.

"Nope! We don't eat takeout, it's not nutritious. Looking at his sister's increasingly thin figure, Zhang Ming couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

Zhang Ming's sister has undergone chemotherapy and radiotherapy for more than a year, her face looks bloodless, and her body is extremely weak. I used to have long black hair, but I also lost it because of treatment.

"Good! Sister eat some takeout, it's okay. But you, don't delay your studies. Oh, by the way, you take this card to school in the afternoon and swipe the tuition for the sophomore year of high school first. The girl affectionately took Zhang Ming's hand and patted it, and took out a bank card with body temperature and put it in Zhang Ming's hand.

Zhang Ming's eyes couldn't help but turn red, the money in this card is all their family's funds, and it is also his sister's life-saving money. Red Maple Leaf is an aristocratic school, and the tuition fee is notoriously expensive, and half of the money in this card has to be swiped in an academic year.

"Nope! I don't want to. Zhang Ming shook his head and choked up.

"Good, obedient." The girl didn't seem to care about her illness or whether the money in the card would be enough for her treatment. She was more concerned about her brother's studies.

"Sister! I" Zhang Ming hesitated for a long time, and was about to tell the truth about his withdrawal from school in the morning, but he heard a burst of sarcastic laughter from the hospital bed next to him.

"I said, are you sick? Eat and eat, why is there so much nonsense? ”

On the hospital bed next to him was a young man with a bandage on his head, and next to his pillow sat a fiery and gorgeous woman, who should be a couple when he saw his intimate movements.

Next to the young man's bedside, there were three young men who were hanging around. Looking at the dress, he doesn't look like a second-rate person in society, but more like a group of rich disciples.

It was a double room with two patients, Zhang Ming's sister and a young man with a bandaged head. There were many people who came to visit the young men, and they were in a constant stream almost every day, and they spoke in a loud voice, without thinking about whether others were resting or not.

This morning, these young people have been talking and laughing loudly in the ward all morning, causing Zhang Ming's sister to not close her eyes for a long time and have a splitting headache, but she does not dare to protest.

Even if the other party takes the initiative to find fault now, Zhang Ming's sister and brother don't dare to squeak, because the other party is a powerful lord at a glance, and their sister and brother are just two poor people with no backing.

"Let's eat." Zhang Ming's sister gently stroked Zhang Ming's tightly clenched fist, and could only sigh helplessly and aggrievedly.

Zhang Ming glared fiercely at the direction of the hospital bed next to him, there were so many people on the other side, and he was just a student, so he could only endure this breath silently.

When I opened the lunch box, a fragrance suddenly diffused in the ward.

Zhang Ming's sister pulled out a few mouthfuls of rice, and looked distressedly at the little red bubbles that were scalded by the hot oil on Zhang Ming's hands when cooking, and couldn't help but reddened her eyes. She wanted to say a few words of comfort to her brother, but she swallowed the words back when she thought of the few evil young people next to her.

"What do you eat? It smells as bad as pig food. Get out, get out. Smoked this ward! Really, what a broken hospital, any kind of hillbilly can be collected. The gorgeous woman sitting on the hospital bed next to her suddenly made a disgusted expression, pinched her nose and said in a weird manner.

The sisters and brothers wanted to have a good meal, but there were always people who deliberately found fault.

Can't be provoked, can afford to hide. The siblings had to pretend not to hear and remain silent.

Horses are good at being ridden, and people are good at being bullied. This society is like this, the weaker you are, the more people who pretend to be B bully you to give him a sense of existence and superiority.

"Hear no. Let you go out to eat, don't get out of here! Two young men standing beside the hospital bed pointed at the two siblings viciously and shouted loudly.

"Are you still being unreasonable?" Zhang Ming was in a bad mood today, depressed to a certain extent, and couldn't help standing up anymore and wanted to judge the other party, but was slapped in the mouth by two young people.

"You actually beat people, I" Zhang Ming was annoyed, but he was helpless, he was just a thin student, how could he beat these young people in society. "I'm going to call the security guard."

"Call security? Hahaha! When the security guard saw me, he had to call me grandpa. I warn you, don't get out again, believe it or not, I smoke until your father doesn't know you. A young man with a tattoo on his neck grabbed Zhang Ming's neck and arrogantly pushed him against the wall.

Zhang Ming stared at the other party deadly, but he couldn't break free of the other party's hand at all. Humiliation, unwillingness, deeply stimulated his young heart.

"Don't hit my brother. Don't hit my brother. Let's go out to eat, go out to eat! Zhang Ming's sister screamed and climbed out of bed, trying to pull the other party to pinch Zhang Ming's hand, but was pushed to the ground, rubbing her arm on the ground, and scratching a large piece of flesh.

"Sister!" Zhang Ming was let go by the other party, and hurriedly ran over and helped his sister up from the ground.

"Forget it. Let's go out to eat! Zhang Ming's sister seemed to be a little dizzy, but she still gritted her teeth and staggered to pull Zhang Ming to eat outside the ward.

As soon as the siblings walked out of the ward, there was a shrill laughter from inside.

Zhang Ming didn't remember how he finished the meal, he only remembered that his hands were trembling and unable to hold the chopsticks because of anger and grievance.

Zhang Ming was also very strong, at least, after he returned to his dark and damp low-rent house, he closed the door and began to cry loudly.

"Brother! Am I useless? I'm just a coward, I'm a softie, I can't protect my sister woo" Zhang Ming slapped himself hard in the face, he raised his head, and his eyes were red looking at a black and white portrait hanging on the wall.

On the posthumous appearance, he is a heroic man in military uniform.

"Brother! My sister and I miss you so much. How good it would be if you were still here, if you were still there, we wouldn't be bullied by these bad people, brother, I miss you so much."

Zhang Ming hugged a military hat tightly under the posthumous minister, and cried aggrievedly like a child.

The soldier on the posthumous image, holding a handsome submachine gun in both hands, the corners of his mouth always maintain a smile arc, and his face full of optimism seemed to gently comfort his poor brother