Lou Wenzheng stared at him for a few seconds and said, "Yes." ”

Sheng Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief, he rubbed his eyebrows, and discussed some details with Lou Wenzheng, halfway through his words, he suddenly raised his hand and put it on Lou Wenzheng's forehead: "Your fever hasn't subsided yet?" ”

"I've taken my medicine." Lou Wenzheng said perfunctorily.

"Go to the hospital to get a fever-reducing injection, how can you keep having a fever."

"It's fine." Lou Wenzheng didn't have the patience to entangle these little things with him, told him some precautions, and then announced their respective actions.

-

Yan Huaizhi wanted to take some time to have a good chat with Lou Wenzheng and explain everything that had happened over the years, whether she forgave or didn't forgive her previous behavior of hurting her, or wanted to beat him up, he accepted it all.

But before he could act, Xu Manqing's condition deteriorated.

She couldn't speak overnight, she was groggy most of the day, with large and small instruments inserted in her body, and she could barely eat some liquid food, but now she can only rely on nutritional injections to survive.

Her days were numbered.

At this juncture, Ah Fu broke out with chickenpox, and his back and neck and chest were full of dense red rashes, followed by fever all night, cough and headache, loss of appetite, and the original fleshy little guy quickly lost weight in a few days.

Yan Huaizhi isolated him at home, running from the hospital to his home, and in the face of his loved ones both falling ill, he felt exhausted for the first time and helpless.

This year's cold spring in Rongcheng has been particularly long, and the continuous low temperature has caused a wave of influenza to break out in the local area, and the hospital outpatient clinic is full of people every day.

Lou Wenzheng was dizzy and busy for more than ten days, and on the day of the spring equinox, she received a call from Professor Shen, asking her to go over to eat dumplings at night.

Rongcheng has the custom of eating shepherd's cabbage dumplings on the spring equinox, and when Lou Wenzheng enters the door, the dumplings are already in the pot and cooking.

Shi Niang greeted her, her originally smiling face paused slightly when she saw her, she took Lou Wenzheng's coat off, and asked, "Sick again?" ”

Lou Wenzheng smiled: "A little fever." ”

Shi Niang sighed, took the slippers and changed them for her, and turned around to go with the hot water bottle.

After a while, Lou Wenzheng held a warm water bag in his arms and a fever-reducing patch on his forehead, and sat at the table to eat dumplings with Professor Shen and his wife.

In addition to dumplings, there is also a dish of scrambled eggs with toon sprouts on the table, Professor Shen does not like to eat green vegetables, but he has a soft spot for these wild vegetables, and various wild vegetables appear on the table every spring.

"Eat more." Professor Shen served her vegetables: "Where have you been fooling around lately?" It's only been a long time since I've come, and the little meat on my face has fallen off, and all those nutrients I ate years ago were in vain, didn't I? ”

Lou Wenzheng smiled.

"I used to be so strong when I was a boy, and it wasn't a problem to climb the fifth floor with a bag of rice in one hand, but now?" The more Professor Shen spoke, the more unhappy he became: "You cut your hair and become a boy again." ”

Lou Wenzheng: "......"

"Say a few words, the child came to eat, not to listen to you chant the scriptures." Although Shi Niang said this, Professor Shen couldn't help but ask Lou Wenzheng after the counting: "Has something happened recently?" ”

"Nope." Lou Wenzheng whispered: "It's just that the weather is too cold and I have a little cold." ”

"Hmph, what does it have to do with the weather, it's the kid surnamed Yan who is back."

Lou Wenzheng was stunned.

After eating, Lou Wenzheng curled up on the sofa with a hot water bottle and watched TV, Professor Shen took a strawberry and chocolate double cake and put it in front of her: "Eat something sweet, your mouth won't be so bitter." ”

Lou Wenzheng nodded, reached out and took a piece of strawberry cake, lowered his head and nibbled slowly.

She had just eaten two bites when Professor Shen handed over a piece of chocolate cake: "Try this." ”

Lou Wenzheng hesitated for a moment, took it, and took a bite under Professor Shen's urging gaze.

"Is it delicious?"

Lou Wenzheng nodded.

"Is strawberry or chocolate good?"

"It's all delicious."

"If they're all delicious, why do you always choose strawberries?"

Lou Wenzheng: "......"

"In addition to chocolate, there are mango cakes, cheesecakes, matcha cakes...... Choose from as many flavors as you like. ”

Lou Wenzheng stopped talking.

"You don't just like strawberry cake, you are stubborn, a tendon, drill the horns, push yourself into a dead end, smell the kite, you are still young, take a step back, or let go of those things that you can't grasp, you won't be so tired, a person's life will go through countless choices, you have to learn to let go of yourself."

Coming out of Professor Shen's house, there was a drizzle of rain outside, Lou Wenzheng stood under the street lamp with an umbrella for a while, and sighed softly.

At this time, the mobile phone rang, she took it out and looked at it, and Officer Li sent a message with a simple and crude content: "Close the net tonight." ”

Lou Wenzheng's brain nerves were as if they had been dragged, and the fatigue caused by repeated low-grade fever for days was swept away, she put away her umbrella and quickly got into the car parked downstairs, and replied: "Pay attention to safety." ”

At the same time, hospitals.

Yan Huaizhi stood outside the ward with his hands down, cold all over.

Half an hour ago, Xu Manqing was critically ill, watching the doctors and nurses rush into the ward for rescue, and the fear of witnessing his father being pushed into the emergency room seven years ago, but never coming out again, slowly returned, and his breathing became short.

It is said that his parents are here, there is still a place to come in life, his parents are gone, there is only a way back in life, there has never been a moment when he is as clear as he is now, and his life will soon be only a long way back.

Chen Lan hurried over with Ah Fu in his arms, Ah Fu was wrapped like a mummy, and only a pair of eyes were exposed on his body, and he reached out to hug him as soon as he saw him.

Chen Lan asked, "How is the situation?" ”

Yan Huaizhi took Ah Fu and shook his head slightly.

When Ah Fu saw his reaction, his eyes turned red: "Huaizhi, is my mother going to find my father?" ”

“…… Don't be afraid. ”

Ah Fu flattened his mouth, wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry.

The people in the ward were playing a game of life and death, and the people outside the ward were waiting in agony, Yan Huaizhi put Ah Fu down, and he stepped aside, lit a cigarette with trembling hands, and took a sip tremblingly.

Reason told him that Xu Manqing had been suffering from illness for a long time, and the wisest thing to do now was to give up the rescue and let her go quietly, but subconsciously he had a glimmer of hope, what if he could be rescued?

He tore at this subtle hope, not noticing that Ah Fu took a few steps back and slipped into the bathroom on his short legs.

-

Lou Wenzheng drove home, the rain was heavier, the car stopped in front of the red light, she looked at the wipers sweeping back and forth in a distracted manner, and then the bracelet on her wrist and the mobile phone in her pocket vibrated together.

Lou Wenzheng immediately took out her mobile phone, it was a call from Officer Li, and as soon as she connected to Officer Li, she asked seriously: "Is Sheng Mingyu on your side?" ”

"No, what's wrong?"

"Yan Li'an ran away!"

Lou Wenzheng: "......"

"The net collection operation has always been very secretive, and now that Yan Li'an has run away, someone has obviously informed him, is it possible for Sheng Mingyu to turn back?"