403 What your heart is made of
Too much, Cheng Xing didn't ask, and Yu Shubai didn't say.
It's just vaguely, Lu Xing can feel that Yu Xubai's recent state abnormality is probably related to Yu's mother.
Along the way, Yu Shubai never said a word again, only the navigation was leading the way one by one.
After all, I arrived at the gate of Tongji Hospital.
Standing at the door, Yu Shubai took a deep breath and took a step - Cheng Xing's hand lightly clasped her wrist: "Don't be afraid, I will accompany you, no matter what, I will accompany you." ”
Yu Shubai even felt that his eyes were a little sour.
But fortunately, she was outside, and she could bear it no matter what, and her eyes skimmed over the fingers of Cheng Xing's pinching her wrist: "Well, I know." ”
But she still has to go through this long road after all.
The two of them were not familiar with the terrain and route of Tongji Hospital, so they asked for a while before they inquired about where the inpatient department was.
The closer he got, the tighter Yu Yubai's heart became.
Yu Shubai didn't even know what kind of tone she used, and asked her mother what floor the oncology inpatient department was on, and how she arrived at the floor in an orderly manner, and asked her mother to live in the ward number.
In a trance, there is no real feeling at all, it is really like a dream.
It's just that even if it's a dream, it's not a very good dream.
Standing in front of the ward, Yu Shubai closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his hand trembled and rested on the doorknob, but his voice was unusually calm: "Brother Lu, you are waiting for me outside." ”
Please.
Yu Shubai set his eyes on him, firm, but very fragile.
"Okay," Cheng Xing didn't ask anything, raised his hand and gently squeezed her shoulder, "Go ahead, I'll wait for you outside." ”
Yu Shubai pushed the door in.
Her mother lives in a separate ward.
The curtain was half drawn, and Yu Shubai could only see Yu's mother's exposed small feet and half legs.
The curtain moved.
Yu's mother: "Nurse?" ”
Yu Shubai was stunned.
The sound has changed a lot.
The enthusiasm that was hard to endure suddenly came up with this sentence-
Step by step, she walked inside.
Crossing the half-drawn curtain, Yu Shubai slowly, slowly, step by step, until he stood in front of Yu's mother.
Yu's mother blinked, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
The voice was like a fish in the throat, it hurt, and the words that came out seemed to be squeezed out of the throat, with a little sad and sad feelings: "Mom......"
"Why are you ......" Yu's mother frowned, and subconsciously looked at the back of her hand with the needle inserted: "Jiang Ming told you?" ”
"Well, he got in touch with me."
"What do you know?"
Know what.
Yu Shubai couldn't wait to strangle the person in front of him to death.
But she was too vulnerable.
Lying on the hospital bed, with a needle inserted in the back of his hand, and a tired look on his face, he was too fragile.
"If he doesn't tell me, how long are you going to hide it from me?"
She had never been so powerless.
It's as if he doesn't even have the strength to speak.
"I ......" Yu's mother lowered her eyes: "The game is over?" ”
"Well, it's over," Seeing that she avoided the serious, Yu Xubai's fire suddenly came up, glaring at her: "Did you never plan to tell me?" ”
After waiting for a long time, all Yu Shubai waited for was one sentence: "You're about to have a birthday, right?" ”
Yu Shubai was stunned.
After a while, he finally found his voice: "Liang Shu, what is your heart made of?" ”
"It's your birthday, and a letter will be your ......"
"I don't have a father anymore," Yu Shubai stared at her, her eyes suddenly became very blurry, and the emotions that surged up made her very uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that she was almost breathless: "Liang Shu, I don't have a father anymore......"