Jiang You slept a little hot.

I was sweating all over.

The phone kept vibrating.

He sat up, touched his mobile phone, and kept @ everyone in the reading group, to the effect that Nankong Kong needed money to see a doctor, and hoped that everyone would do their best, and attached a link to crowdfunding.

Jiang You clicked on the link.

More than 10,000 have been raised.

Someone asked if she wanted to organize a visit, and Shanshan sent the empty ward number in the group.

I got up, made a latte, put a chair under the camphor tree, and enjoyed the view of the yard while drinking.

After a cup of coffee, the brain cleared up.

"People are stupid and people are bad, are two different things, right?" He looked up at Jiang Mo who was standing by the pond, "I'm pretty stupid too," he stood up, walked back to the store and put the cup in the kitchen sink, then took his satchel and walked out, "I'm going to go out, do you want to go together?" ”

Jiang Mo turned around.

Jiang You stretched out his hand to him, and Jiang Mo walked over and held him.

Two figures, one large and one small, walked out.

The doors close automatically.

Drop lock.

I took a taxi to Tangjiang Cancer Hospital.

The hospital is in Ning'an District.

An hour later, Jiang You walked into the empty ward in Nankong with Jiang Mo in his arms and a bouquet of pink gladiolia in his hand.

Triple room.

It was full of people.

A bareheaded, pale and emaciated young woman was lying on a hospital bed on a balcony, holding a book with a native yellow cover in her hand.

She is the South Sky Empty.

Seeing Jiang You coming in, she put down the book, and she looked at Jiang You with some confusion.

Jiang You walked to her bed, "I'm Jiang You, you're Nankongkong." ”

Nankong pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, "I am." ”

"I saw the ward number in the group, and I happened to be running errands nearby, so I turned around by the way."

"Is this your son?" Nan Kongkong looked at Jiang Mo.

"yes."

Jiang You put Jiang Mo down, he put the flowers on the bedside table, and then pulled the chair at the head of the bed to the side of the bed and sat down.

Jiang You looked at the book in her hand, "Still studying?" ”

Nan Kongkong put the book next to his pillow, "I think it can give me strength." ”

Jiang You saw the title on the book cover: "The Power of Women"

"I haven't read the book."

"You have to enter the senior group and become a cadre to have access to these materials. The meaning it wants to express is reflected in many of the chapters I ask you to read in the weekly book list I give you, "Speaking of the reading club, Nan Kongkong seems very spiritual," You can't understand these materials directly, you have to learn little by little, and there are still feelings. ”

"How long have you been a member of the book club?"

"It's been three years."

"It's amazing to become a cadre in three years, I think I still don't understand it."

"Believe it."

"Convinced?"

"Yes," her expression took on a certain frenzy, "three years ago, my boyfriend broke up with me, and at that time I was always blaming myself, was there something wrong with me, until my senior sister took me into the book club, I realized that the current society is full of men's conspiracy." ”

"Conspiracy?"

"Deliberately suppressing women and devaluing women."

"No, I think the status of women is much higher than that of men now, and businesses have said that men's spending power is not as good as a dog."

"No, you still have to continue learning," Nan Kongkong's tone became excited, "When you get in touch, you will understand." ”

Jiang You leaned forward slightly, he looked at Nankong's empty eyes, "What did you pray for?" ”

"I, I ......"

Tears suddenly fell from her eyes.

Jiang You saw that her vitality was passing rapidly.

Jiang You sat up slightly, "Or did you force something?" ”

"What?" Nankong turned her head, she saw the sympathy in Jiang You's eyes, she felt anger, "What are you talking about?" ”

A gray-haired woman in a crimson cotton jacket walked into the room.

She is Nam Kongkong's mother, Zheng Ying.

Her movements were slow, her expression heavy and tired.

"Mom, he's a friend of my book club." Nan Kongkong wiped his tears with his hands.

Jiang You stood up, "Auntie." ”

"Thank you for coming to see Xiaonan."

"Auntie, sit down." Jiang You moved out of the way.

Zheng Ying didn't refuse, she sat down.

"Where are you from?"

"Came from Jinning. A friend of hers, who is also online, works as a nurse here, said that the medical conditions here are good, so we came over. ”

"Tangjiang is a little better."

Zheng Ying was silent for a moment.

"How old is your child?" She looked at Jiang Mo and asked.

"Six years old."

"I'm going to elementary school."

"yes."

After chatting with Zheng Ying for a few words, Jiang You said goodbye to Nankongkong, he walked out of the ward with Jiang Mo in his arms, and when he walked to the nurse's station, a nurse walked up to him, "You are from the reading club, right?" ”

"Yes, I'm Jiang You, are you?"

"I'm Shanshan," she walked with him in the direction of the elevator, "and someone came to see Xiao Nan in the morning." ”

"How's she doing?" Jiang You asked.

"It's not optimistic, Xiaonan, she is very strong, she works very hard, and her meals have been irregular, I thought it was just gastritis, but I didn't expect it to be found out......"

"What does she do?"

"Advertised."

"It's hard."

Shanshan sent Jiang You to the elevator.

"If it's useful to go to my place, you can find me on WeChat." Jiang lobbied.

"Okay."