Ao Feng smiled: "That's good." ”

Maybe when a person doesn't care about life, he can live desperately!

Bai Yaming didn't want to die, he especially didn't want to die, he hadn't seen Chen Yu's career doing well, he hadn't seen him marry Zheng Xi, he hadn't seen the fat man in charge, he hadn't seen Bai Yazhi's cousin in charge of the family, he hadn't seen ...... Yu Meng got married, and she didn't see Brother Yazhi investigating the old man's affairs.

There are so many beautiful things in the world, but ...... But...... Bai Yaming had no plan at all, and it was impossible for him to live.

……

Time flies really fast, a month and a half has passed in a blink of an eye, the college entrance examination candidates are nervously reviewing, but Bai Yaming is still lying on the hospital bed.

"Jamin, it's time to eat." The thin and tall young man, that is, Chen Yuxing, rushed to open the door.

In fact, the hospital has a department dedicated to cooking for critically ill patients...... Bai Yaming has never been used to eating, so he often asks Chen Yu to bring some food.

In fact, Bai Yaming's illness is not so serious at all, but because of his blood type, the hospital wants to collect his clinical symptoms, so the hospital has reached an agreement with him, as long as he has been living in the hospital, he will receive a discount of 20%.

"Oops, meat skewers!" Bai Yaming said with a smile that leukemia patients are allowed to eat meat.

"yes, you taste it." Chen Yu handed over a string.

"Chen Yu, how did you say your bar is doing?" Bai Yaming chewed the meat and asked vaguely.

"That's it, there are not many people, but there are some improvements, and it will be able to pay back in about two or three years." Chen Yu also replied vaguely.

Bai Yaming scratched his bald head that had lost his hair after chemotherapy, nodded, and continued to chew the meat skewers.

Two or three years? I'm afraid I won't even be able to make it through this year......

Bai Yaming especially wants to see the success of his brother's career......

You may not be able to see it, but you can clearly feel that your vitality is slowly draining.

…………

"Jamin, I'm here." The girl and the fat man Chen Zhou swaggered in the door.

Bai Yaming: "......"

"Can you tap next time?" Bai Yaming chuckled on the hospital bed.

"Ahem, try to ...... next time," said the fat man.

Yu Meng stared at Bai Yaming intently, and said in her heart: "Bai Yaming...... How does it look more haggard. ”

Yu Meng was not mistaken, in fact, chemotherapy did not have any effect at all, and it cannot be said that there was no effect at all, but it still did not have much effect.

"It's been a big week today?" Bai Yaming said.

"yes, we came here directly, and we didn't even go home." Yu Meng smiled generously, a trace of warmth flashed in her eyes.

"What about Chen Yu?" The fat man asked.

"Chen Yugang just left." Su Qingmo said indifferently.

Fatty: "You ...... It's a sick sentence. ”

“……”

"Fatty, you go first, I'll take care of Yaming tonight." Yu Meng said suddenly.

"Yu Meng, why are you ......" The fat man said with a broken face, "Don't you go home at night?" ”

"Huh?" Yu Meng stared at him cutely.

The fat man was suddenly stuck in his throat and generally stopped talking.

"Hmm!" Yu Meng nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing Chen Zhou exit the ward with a strange expression, Bai Yaming shook his head with a wry smile.

"Looks like you're doing well here." Yu Meng sat on the chair next to the bed, leaned on the quilt and said.

"Life is too short to be happy." Bai Yaming rubbed her head dotingly, the scumbag's true colors were undoubted, and he said meaningfully.

Yu Meng suddenly fell silent, as if she understood what Bai Yaming meant.

"I'm tired, I'll sleep for a while." The girl couldn't help but lie on the quilt and close her eyes.

"Huh." Bai Yaming didn't say much, just looked at Yu Meng and didn't speak.

……

"Knock knock." A woman in purple with a camera around her neck knocked on the door and came in.

"Hello, are you Bai Yaming's classmate?" The woman said.

"Shh~" Bai Yaming nodded, his fingers blowing lightly on his mouth.

The woman saw the girl sleeping on her stomach next to her at a glance, and quickly lowered her voice.

"Hello, I am a reporter from the Times Newspaper, and I heard that you are the only one in our country, and there are only three cases of duffy blood type owner in the country."

"Hmm," Bai Yaming nodded indifferently.

"I'd like to interview you." As he spoke, the reporter turned on the voice recorder.

"No problem."

"I heard you have leukemia......"

"Yes." His voice remained unwavering.

The reporter asked several questions one after another, and Bai Yaming answered them fluently, and finally she shifted the topic to Yu Meng.

"Who is she?"

"My classmates."

"Oh, is it? Is that all? ”

"Yes, that's all."

However, Bai Yaming noticed that Yu Meng's body shook slightly, and just sighed.

The female reporter looked at him suspiciously and took out her camera.

"Can I take a picture?" The female reporter only asked symbolically, and her hand was already ready to shoot.

Then she let out an "ah" cry out in pain.

The hand that pressed the shutter was painfully released, and something fell to the ground with a ding.

The female reporter looked carefully, trying to find the culprit, and then her pupils shrank, and on the ground was a plastic button on a hospital gown.

Bai Yaming was still indifferent, but his tone was a little unkind: "Don't shoot, she still wants to get married." ”