Li Ningru was next to the corner of the operating room, squatting down in frustration, hugging her knees tightly, her body trembling softly because she was sobbing softly. She buried her head deep in her knees, as if that way, everything that happened around her had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Futing walked over slowly, leaning against the wall next to her quietly, his eyes so dark that he kept staring at the sign of the operating room with the lights on.

They desperately hoped that the doctors in the operating room would come out quickly, but they hoped that they would not come out, and if they came out too quickly, even the slightest hope would be completely shattered.

Quietly waiting for Zhongjiang Futing also began to be a little anxious, he looked at his phone, and fifteen minutes had passed.

The golden time for cardiac arrest is fifteen minutes, the look in his eyes darkened, and he comforted Li Ningru s back, although he was wrapped in two or three layers of clothes in winter, when he touched her, Jiang Futing could still feel that this girl was so thin that only bones remained.

It wasn't until more than half an hour of torment that the lights in the operation were finally extinguished.

A doctor walked out slowly, took off the mask and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile of happiness: "This child's condition is more serious, your first aid measures before coming to the hospital are very good, and you have won a great opportunity for him, but it is also a fluke to be rescued this time, and then transferred to the ICU for observation, and the family will come and I will talk to you about the specific condition." ”

Squatting on the ground, Li Ningru slowly raised her head, her dim eyes finally had a hint of focus, she stood up in a daze, grinned reluctantly, and kept muttering: "Okay, okay." ”

When she walked, her figure was a little dazed, and her steps were extremely messy, Jiang Futing pulled it, and her voice was so deep that it calmed down a lot: "It's okay, I'll go and see it with you." ”

Li Ningru nodded, and returned to that strong face: "It's okay, I know it in my heart." ”

When the doctor was telling about the seriousness of the condition, Jiang Futing found that Li Ningru's expression had not changed at all, she really knew it a long time ago, and she was powerless.

Until the doctor urged her: "No matter what, even if you try to arrange surgery for the child, children with normal congenital heart disease are in a hurry to do it before the age of five, the more it is delayed to the back, the more dangerous it is, and the operation is also difficult, your brother is eight years old this year, and his heart defect itself is worse than the average, and it won't last long." ”

Li Ningru's eyes instantly dimmed, and she nodded mechanically: "I know, doctor." ”

When the two returned to the ward, An An's mouth was already on a ventilator, and the little face was bloodless and almost transparent, Li Ningru looked at him with distressed eyes, and silently held his little hand.

Jiang Futing stood aside, this little boy's body was extremely thin, if it wasn't for the doctor saying that he was 8 years old just now, he would have thought that this child was only three or four years old.

"What are you going to do about the surgery?" Jiang Futing hesitated for a moment, but still asked, this is a problem that cannot be avoided and must be solved.

"I try to make as much money as I can." Li Ningru smiled dismally: "Count as much as you can, all these years."

There are 30,000 or 40,000 yuan saved by the workers. She knew that thirty or forty thousand was just a drop in the bucket.

"How many?" Jiang Futing continued to ask.

"Let's keep two or three hundred thousand." Li Ningru said softly, listening to her voice, the whole person was extremely tired.

Two or three hundred thousand yuan is not a lot of money for ordinary families now, and now the domestic medical technology is very advanced, as long as it is not too complicated, the provincial tertiary hospitals can treat it.

But for Li Ningru, a teenage girl, it is a burden like a boulder, which makes her almost breathless, but if one of her parents is alive, it will probably be much better than the current situation.

"Have you sought help from the community?" Jiang Futing suddenly remembered that many of the charities now care for children with congenital heart disease and left-behind children.

"I've found it." Li Ningru sighed wistfully, and gently stroked An An's cheek with her other hand: "At the beginning, the material approval has passed, but the project fund doesn't know what's going on, and the funds haven't come down." ”

"What's your name?" Jiang Futing frowned, because his father had participated in a charitable foundation, he knew a little about it, and after the approval of the materials according to the normal process, the funds would not be credited to the account for more than a week.

"Yuanheng Charity Foundation." She carefully recalled that it was nearly a year ago when she applied for the charity fund before, and even the spokesperson was changed this year.

Jiang Futing paused for a moment, it happened to be the foundation where Jiang Chao worked with the Song family, he didn't hesitate and said directly: "If I have a chance, I'll find someone to help you ask." ”

Li Ningru turned her head, her face was so gray that her face finally had a hint of light, she looked at Jiang Futing's serious expression and knew that he was not joking, she stood up and bowed deeply: "Thank you, classmate Jiang." ”

The lifeless face was full of vitality and smile, and Jiang Futing knew that it was her ardent expectation for life.

He suddenly noticed that the girl also had a very small deep dimple on each side of her cheek, which was particularly cute when her true feelings were revealed.

In the afternoon, he has been quietly accompanying Li Ningru to take care of him, and fortunately, An An's condition has been very stable for at least one afternoon, and there have been no other accidents.

Li Ningru was too tired physically and mentally, her hands were pillowed on the hospital bed and she had already fallen asleep, her breathing was very light when she fell asleep, Jiang Futing could see that she was sleeping very lightly, probably an instinctive habit that she had developed by taking care of An An for a long time, and preventing emergencies at any time. With a long-term nervous breakdown and lack of sleep, it's no wonder that she always has a haggard face when she meets her at school.

The prompt bell of WeChat voice suddenly rang.

When Jiang Futing took out his mobile phone, Li Ningru on the side of the bed had already raised his head staring at a pair of hazy eyes, because he had cried before, and he had just woken up at this time, and his voice was a little hoarse: "At home, right?" ”

Jiang Futing saw that the caller was indeed his mother's name, nodded, carefully closed the door of the custody room, and connected the phone in the corridor: "Mom." ”

"Son, when are you coming back, it's so late today, your dad today

I don't work overtime every day! ”

Jiang Futing took down his mobile phone and looked at the time, it was already half past four: "Right away." ”

"Okay, then be careful on the road! Mom bought you another fish today! Lin Jin on the other end of the phone was so excited that he opened the fish gate.

When Jiang Futing heard the word fish, he immediately had a dark face, almost wanted to hang up the phone, and listened patiently and perfunctorily.

Looking through the transparent glass on the door, the girl inside sat alone in the ward, where there was no temperature, only endless loneliness and monotony.

The loneliness seems to be stretched, wrapping the thin girl inside tightly. She gazed tenderly at the man in the hospital bed, that was all she had in her life.

Jiang Futing looked at it in a daze, and the sound of women talking in his ears continued to be heard.

He suddenly felt that the inner world and the outer world seemed to be forcibly separated, and the loneliness inside was so large that he couldn't touch it.

"Son! Son! Listening? A loud cry on the phone brought him back to his senses.

"Yes, I was just packing up." He lowered his eyes, and there was still no fluctuation in his tone.

"Then I'll cook!" Lin Jin happily hung up the phone.

Jiang Futing stepped on his feet lightly, picked up the schoolbag on the stool, and explained to Li Ningru: "I'll go back first." ”

"Hmm." Li Ningru nodded, smiling kindly, looking completely different from the gentleness in school: "Thanks to you today, pay attention to safety on the way back." ”

After returning to school once a week, Jiang Futing was ready to talk to Chu Yun again calmly.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the second and third classes of high school, the girls he had met before shouted directly at the class very actively: "Chu Yun! Someone is looking for! Then he shyly stuffed a small confession note into Jiang Futing's sleeve, and ran away with a red face.

He took it and casually put the note in his pocket and stood patiently at the doorway waiting.

Chu Yun, who was sitting at the desk, slowly accepted the book, and walked out reluctantly under the curious gaze of the other girls.

With a well-behaved face, he pretended not to know Jiang Futing, and he was already thin, so he looked particularly flattering: "What is the senior looking for me?"

Jiang Futing ignored this false face and said coldly: "Let's talk."

Chu Yun looked at him with a confused face and asked strangely, "What is the reason for the senior?"

Jiang Futing looked at him with a smile, and said as if no one was around: "There are more than one person."

The warm eyes suddenly changed their aura, and they poured out a fierce color, but he restrained it very well, so that the people around him couldn't see the slightest flaw: "Okay!"

The two of them walked to a secluded corner at the bottom of the hallway.

Chu Yun was so uninhibited that he put it in his pocket, and the recorder he had just brought out from under the desk was quietly pressed open, raising a face that was completely different from that in the classroom, and he smiled evilly: "Is the president here to fight for that girl again?" She can't really be your girlfriend! ”

"Deleted. Invitation card. Jiang Futing didn't bother to explain so much to him, and said coldly

"Otherwise, I'll contact the police directly." ”

"Is there a problem with me just saying what I see and passing on what I know to others?" Chu Yun didn't admit it.

"You have constituted rumors and slander." Jiang Futing did not hesitate to poke his mask, and this time he did not intend to show him the slightest mercy.

Chu Yun sneered disdainfully: "If I don't delete it, at most it will only be a fine, maybe the juvenile detention center will be reluctant to let me in." ”

"You're the next one in the rumors." There was not the slightest warmth in Jiang Futing's tone.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Yang's smile suddenly stiffened.

"What do you think?" He looked at the person in front of him with a bland, and the content on his face was unpredictable.

Chu Yun's expression was instantly embarrassed, and his sword eyebrows were furrowed together, and he suddenly smiled again and took out the mobile phone in his pocket, "Isn't it just to delete a post?" Look at it yourself. ”

The knuckles quickly slid on the phone, pressed several deletions in one go, and then raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Futing: "Is the president satisfied?" ”

Jiang Futing confirmed on his mobile phone that it had indeed been deleted cleanly, and the content of his post alone accounted for half of the entire topic, and when it was suddenly deleted, the entire post bar seemed to have been emptied a lot.

He Sen looked at Chu Yun coldly, and his low voice was still cold: "If there is a next time, don't blame me." ”

Chu Yun didn't care about it, and at the moment when Jiang Futing turned around, he silently turned off the voice recorder in his trouser pocket.

(End of chapter)