Knowing that after a short period of time, there is a future of endless darkness, and it is the end of waiting for the call of death in the dark. But he still shows a bland temperament in front of himself, and he can still smile from the bottom of his heart. What a heartbreaking pain it was, what a extreme strength it was?

I think that this girl has been so kind and smiling when they meet several times in the past few months, and every smile is bright and warm, like the sun in early spring......

However, thinking back to Qingqian's every smile, the warmer that smile was, the more Zhang Jin's heart hurt. Until the pain is so bad that you can't breathe, until the pain is so painful that you can't die immediately.

Regarding Zhang Jin's calm appearance and turbulent emotions inside, He's mother didn't notice it for a while. Seeing that Zhang Jin asked him rhetorically, he suddenly fell silent, thinking that Zhang Jin didn't believe his words, and was afraid that Zhang Jin would give up saving his daughter because of his daughter's 'fiancé incident'. Let herself lose this zuihou a straw, so Mother He hurriedly explained:

"Really, I don't lie to you! Qingqian has a habit of keeping a diary, you know. If you don't believe me, I'll show you the diary, and if she really has a fiancé, it's impossible not to write it in the diary! ”

Saying that, Mother He didn't care about Zhang Jin's reaction, turned her head and hurriedly walked towards Zhang Jin's small building.

Zhang Jin was still immersed in self-blame and pain at this time, and he didn't hear He's mother's justification at all. Regarding 'He Qingqian doesn't have a fiancé', when He's mother said the time of May Day, he already believed it!

No one would set the wedding date on their own death date, let alone He Qingqian, the kindest girl in Shijie! She couldn't marry someone knowing she was going to die, and she wouldn't inflict this pain on her groom. She will not inflict any pain on anyone, not even any living being!

Just when Zhang Jin's heart became more and more painful, and his eyes became more and more sad when he looked at He Qingqian, He's mother ran out of the small building in a panic:

"Xiao Jin, when you helped us move things before. Did you see a small yellow suitcase? ”

Seeing that Zhang Jin was still looking at his daughter with a thick mist in his eyes, and had no reaction to his words, Mother He had no choice but to step forward and pat Zhang Jin on the shoulder a few times to wake him up. I asked again.

Turning his head, after stupidly listening to He's mother's question, Zhang Jin shook his head in confusion, indicating that he didn't see it, and then turned his head again, and continued to concentrate on He Qingqian's sleeping face.

Now Zhang Jin, except for He Qingqian in front of him. Don't care, don't care about everything else!

Sleeping lightly, still with crooked eyebrows, still a small nose, and still skin like snow......

Seeing Zhang Jin's stupid appearance, the anxious Mother He had no choice but to shake Zhang Jin's arm anxiously again:

"Xiao Jin, that box is full of shallow treasures, and they are the most important things for Qing Qian. Regardless of whether she can ...... or not, We can't lose it, you help me think about it, help me think about it, where did we leave it?

That's right. The hospital must have fallen in the hospital, and I was in a daze before. It must have landed in the ward. If not in yesterday's ward, in the same ward!

It turned out that Qing Qian didn't live in 609, but another three-person room with much worse conditions. Later, it was your chubby friend who came and helped us change to the later 609. If the box is not in room 609, it must have fallen in the original room, and I remember that the room number should be 602. ”

Zhang Jin, who was originally in a state of self-blame and infatuation, heard He's mother say the "keywords" of 'shallow', 'baby', and 'most important', the two eyes were blurred by the fog and had lost their focus. It was suddenly clear. …,

When he heard Mother He say that the box of 'He Qingqian's baby' might be left in the hospital, Zhang Jin stood up and said to Mother He, who was taken aback:

"You stay with Qingqian, I'll go find it! Qing Qian can only listen now. So, you have to talk to her more. I'm afraid she's bored. Afraid of the dark! Dinner, you don't have to worry about it, Sister Wang will take care of it. But if I don't come back in four hours, then you can replace the needle left on Qingshan's arm with a bottle of life-sustaining nutrient solution...... Don't let her go hungry! ”

After some mothers-in-law gave a careful order, Zhang Jin turned his head and jumped into the car and left at a gallop.

Zhang Jin is not particularly interested in the contents of He Qingqian's diary, but since it is Qingqian's 'baby', then he must help her find it!

Because although Jihua has changed, the ending will not change. Zhang Jin will cure He Qingqian's illness, and then he will use all means to pursue her again and make her his own woman. Just like I thought when I was in Stockholm, Sweden!

Moreover, although Zhang Jin can't give her all his love, just like Old Man Liu said, he wants her to live a happy life, and she is happier than those women who completely have the love of a man!

So from now on, Zhang Jin will do his best to meet all He Qingqian's requests. For example, this box full of shallow treasures, Zhang Jin will never let it be lost.

It was another hurricane, and an hour later, Zhang Jin returned to the First Hospital of Shenzhen again. When Zhang Jin searched for the 609 ward yesterday and made sure that there was no yellow box as He Mama said, he went out and walked to Room 602, which was closer to the corridor.

When Zhang Jin turned a corner, looked at the house number left and right, and walked in, suddenly a figure caught Zhang Jin's attention.

What Zhang Jin saw was the back of a man who was not tall and emaciated. Dressed in a somewhat dirty gray jacket with hair as white as frost and snow, he looks very vicissitudes and downfall.

The reason why this seemingly inconspicuous back attracted Zhang Jin's attention was because from the back of this emaciated old man, Zhang Jin seemed to feel a thick sad atmosphere. Secondly, and most importantly, if you look at the layout rules summarized by Zhang Jin before, the location of this old man is the door of room 602.

What's more, what is even more striking is that the old man is not standing there, but swaying left and right on the door, trying to see through the vertical window on the door, desperately trying to see what is inside!

Just when Zhang Jin wanted to walk over, the door of room 601, which was opposite the door of room 602, was opened, and an elderly man in a white coat who should be a doctor on ward rounds walked out, and happened to see this old man lying outside the door of room 602, wanting to peep and pick his eyes. So, he stepped forward and asked:

"This old man, who are you looking for?"

The white-haired old man, who was still trying to open the door and look at the cracks, was startled by the sudden voice, and when he turned around to see that it was a person dressed as a doctor, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then, like a thief, he lowered his voice and asked:

"I want to ask, where is the patient in bed No. 3 in room 602 before?"

The doctor's attitude was good, and when he heard the old man ask, he flipped through the notebook in his hand and asked:

"Are you a relative of this Miss He Qingqian?"

The white-haired old man nodded frantically. So the doctor looked at the notebook and said:

"This Miss He was transferred to room 609 last night, and she went through the discharge procedures this afternoon and has left!"

"What? Already gone? Where did it go? ”

When the white-haired old man saw the doctor shaking his head, he seemed to be a little unable to control his emotions and a little crazy. Holding the doctor's hand, shaking it desperately, his mouth kept asking in a crying voice: ...,

"Where did she go? Where did she go? What about my daughter? Is she cured? How can you get her discharged from the hospital if she is not well......"

Seeing that the white-haired old man was completely out of control, and the white-clothed doctor was also embarrassed, Zhang Jin hurriedly walked out. After pulling the white-haired old man away to relieve the doctor, Zhang Jin said to the white-haired old man:

"Uncle He, don't worry, Qingqian is fine now! She's going to get better! ”

"Really, she's really good right now? Take Wu to see it...... Take me to see ......."

The white-haired old man nervously grabbed Zhang Jin's sleeve and chattered excitedly for a while before finally calming down again. Squinting his old yellow eyes, he looked at Zhang Jin for a long time before he asked hesitantly with trembling lips:

"You ......"

…………

Looking at He Guozhi in front of him now, even if Zhang Jin still has resentment about his arrogant marriage with He Qingqian, he still can't help but feel a little pantothenic acid in his heart.

It should have been almost five years ago, when I saw him for the first time, when I criticized Zhang Jin's impassioned He Guozhi, at that time, I had to separate myself from He Qingqian, how high-spirited I was.

A tunic with no wrinkles, no stains, and no matter how hot the weather is, all the buttons are tightly buttoned. A head of black hair that is still thick, although the hairstyle is old-fashioned, but it is always meticulously combed, and there is not even a trace of jumping. There is no old age on the face, the face with a shaved beard is shiny and lubricated, showing the mature charm of a middle-aged man!

The vitality of his body is like that of a 'fanatic' who believes in jihad. The righteousness that is upright, even if it is the miserable and depressed Zhang Jin, although he is not used to it, although he doesn't like it, he can't find the slightest difference!

And now, only five years have passed, and this Uncle He, the famous Master He in the Chinese academic circles, is only in his early fifties.

But when he had just entered the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, he was already full of unkempt silver hair like frost and snow, and the white hair under his chin was unkempt like withered grass. The face is full of goosebumps, and the dark old age spots look like an old man who has been in his last years! (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )