In addition to normal training, I occasionally play one game a day.

And just like that, a week went by.

Saturday morning.

Xi Yang changed his clothes and walked out of the house.

Outside the door, Xi Yue was waiting in a red sports car.

Xi Yang went out and got into the car.

Xi Yue started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and set off for Chuanliu Hospital.

Some time ago, Bai Xiu came back from a business trip at night, and today is the day of Xi Yang's review.

Xi Yue had already made an appointment in advance.

At this time, the two of them went to the hospital and went directly to Bai Xiu for a reexamination.

Bai Xiuye, as Xi Yang's psychiatrist, found that Xi Yang's condition was very good after a series of examinations.

Both the psychological state and the mental state have reached a normal state.

This also shows that Xi Yang's illness has been cured.

When Xi Yue heard the news, she finally put her mind at ease.

Xi Yue and Bai Xiu were talking about things at night, Xi Yang walked to the vending machine, bought a bottle of drink, and just opened it to take a sip, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Brother! I want to eat chicken thighs!! The voice was weak and hoarse.

Hearing this voice, Xi Yang's hand holding the drink paused, and when he turned around, he saw Ling Zhi in front of him, sitting in a wheelchair, with a hanging needle, and his face was pale.

"Okay, I'll let the housekeeper make you your favorite chicken leg ......" Ling Yi pushed Ling Zhi away, his voice gradually became quieter, and the two didn't notice Xi Yang.

Xi Yang looked at the backs of the two in a daze, his pupils trembled slightly, and he instantly remembered what those people said.

Those people said that Ling Zhi was sick.

She didn't believe it at first, and Ling Zhi also appeared in front of her intact at that time.

But now, in the hospital, she saw Ling Zhi.

Now Ling Zhi's face is very bad, and the whole person looks haggard and weak.

Xi Yang was scared in his heart, his hands were trembling visibly, and he felt very cold at this moment.

Over there,

Ling Yi pushed Ling Zhi out and came to the garden to bask in the sun.

Ling Zhi leaned back in his wheelchair and squinted his eyes pleasantly.

Today's sun is exceptionally warm and comfortable.

He hadn't been out in the sun for a long time.

Doctors said his condition was getting worse.

He was suddenly scared that he would never be able to get such warm sunlight again.

It just so happened that his physical condition was better today, so he dragged Ling Yi to take him out to bask in the sun.

Ling Zhi stretched.

Suddenly, there was a soft, void sound in my ears.

"Fourth Brother ......"

Hearing the familiar voice, Ling Zhi's body stiffened, and he hurriedly looked sideways and saw Xi Yang.

At this moment, Ling Zhi was completely panicked, lowered his head, and didn't dare to look at Xi Yang's eyes.

How did you end up here?

The fact that he was sick must not be known to him.

Ling Zhi's palms were sweating, nervous, and his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking of what excuse he could explain all this.

Xi Yang walked over, his eyes fell on Ling Zhi's pale and sickly face, and the hand hanging down his side kept trembling: "Fourth brother, are all what they said true?" ”

Ling Zhi forced himself to calm down, raised his head, and looked at Xi Yang suspiciously: "Huh? What do they say? ”

Xi Yang took a deep breath: "They said that you are sick. ”

Ling Zhi paused, his eyes flickered, and soon, he reacted, and suddenly smiled: "Did you say I had a cold?" ”

"Cold?" Xi Yang was stunned.

"That's right." Ling Zhi smiled and said, "I have a cold. ”

Ling Zhi was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so he looked back at Ling Yi and gave him a look: "Brother, did you say it, I have a cold." ”