As soon as he took two steps, Boss Song motioned to Elder Song to stop: "Just stand there, eldest brother is not well, don't infect you." ”

Song Lao Er shook his head, but still smiled in his heart: "It's okay, the doctor said, this is not contagious." ”

Boss Song sighed: "My eldest brother is useless, this time the game is a bit big, and the house in the house is burned down......"

Song Lao Er tried to correct his expression: "Money and wealth are all things outside the body, but it is just a hurdle, and hard work will be over." ”

Boss Song still wanted to speak, but his body was weak and couldn't help coughing a few times. The hand covered the mouth and nose, and an arm peeked out of the bedding, and the festering abscesses spread all over the arm, and a foul smell suddenly filled the ward......

This time, Song Lao Er finally understood that Wu Laibao was so ruthless, just such a person, there was no hope for his future life, who could stick to it.

Boss Song smiled: "It wasn't like this two days ago, I guess I was scared, there was a fire, and the ringworm on my body broke all of a sudden......"

Although Boss Song said that he smiled, his expression was aggrieved like a child.

When he was a child, when Song Lao Er was beaten, Song Boss also protected him......

Boss Song put his arm into the quilt, at least at this moment, Song Boss felt that Boss Song had finally returned to the elder brother he respected in his childhood.

As described by Huang Yinhe, the doctor quickly sent the test results.

Song Lao Er glanced at it, only the word "positive" came into his eyes, Song Lao Er knew that even if he tried hard, Song Lao Er would be sentenced to death.

In the end, it was Boss Song who laughed: "Big brother already knew the result, what are you sad about there." "To put it mildly, it seems that everything is seen through.

Aunt Song is still obsessed with her topic: "Second child, you just said that your eldest brother needs money to see a doctor, and you can't treat it!" ”

Song Lao Er looked directly at Song Lao: "Big brother, you take care of your illness, if you really have three long and two short, I will raise your ambition for you!" ”

This sentence Song Lao Er said was sincere, but thinking of ambition, Song Lao Er's heart was even more broken.

After Song Lao Er finished speaking, he walked out of the ward without looking back, except for responsibility, he didn't seem to have any attachment to the so-called family.

Song Lao Er was confused, and he didn't know how he returned to Sweetwater Village. The whole face was exposed to the cold wind, and the face was blown out of buttons by the wind.

By the time Song Lao Er returned home, the sun had already set, and there was no one walking on the village road.

"Dick?!"

As soon as Jiang Xiaochi saw Song Laoer's expression, he knew that Song Lao's illness did not seem to be very good.

Song Lao Er: "What about my dad and Youzhi?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "Your father and junior went to sleep at Wang Tofu's house, and they were interested in the East House, and my aunt coaxed them to sleep." ”

Song Youzhi curled up in Jiang Lanying's arms with red and swollen eyes, the fright of the day was gone, and he muttered "mother" from time to time, and he didn't forget to squeeze out tears in his sleep.

Jiang Lanying knew that Song Lao Er was back, so she made a "shhh" gesture to prevent Song Lao Er from making a move.

Jiang Xiaochi was distressed: "This kid was frightened, he cried all afternoon, and he had a little fever, so he took some medicine and fever before he retreated." ”

Hearing the fever, Song Laoer's heart "chuckled", and he felt that these two words were very remarkable.

Jiang Xiaochi misunderstood: "Youzhi's child is rare, that is, he is thinner, and my aunt said that in the past few days, I will open a small stove for Youzhi, and it won't take a few days to make up for it." ”

No matter what Jiang Xiaochi said, Song Lao Er still didn't have any expression on his face.

……

……

"Your big brother?" Jiang Xiaochi realized that Boss Song's illness was probably not very good.

Song Lao Er curled up in Jiang Xiaochi's arms: "Girl, do you say that if my eldest brother has any disease, will you dislike me?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi Zhangji was puzzled: "Your eldest brother is sick, why do I dislike you?" Do you have any hidden family history? ”

Song Lao Er muttered: "It's not a family disease, but it's not a disease that can be put on the surface." ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "What disease can't be put on the surface, even if you have a venereal disease, you can't see people, you can be cured secretly." ”

Song Laoer's eyes dimmed: "It's more troublesome than venereal disease, if it is known, not only will our family be in trouble, but it will also bring you trouble." ”

Jiang Xiaochi was a little puzzled, what kind of illness was so serious: "If you are in trouble, what are you afraid of, I will guard you." ”

Song Lao Er stared at Jiang Xiaochi's eyes very seriously, and arched his weak body into Jiang Xiaochi's arms.

After a long time, Jiang Xiaochi finally figured out what illness Boss Song had.

is shocked and helpless, the only regret is still entangled in Song Youzhi.

What's wrong with the child, he hasn't been weaned yet!

The next days passed very slowly, and Song Lao Er's life was very difficult every day.

Song Laozhuan went to the city, and when he came back, he was sick on the kang, and the villagers were afraid of Jiang Dawu's majesty, and they wanted to inquire about Song Lao's condition several times, but Jiang Dawu glared back.

Fortunately, in this era, I don't know much about AIDS, and I usually listen to the radio and pass by, and even those who know a little bit about this disease know very little.

Therefore, public opinion was suppressed like this, and it did not have an impact on Jiang Xiaochi's family.

Although the efficiency of work in this era is very slow, it still shows extraordinary speed in the process of testing.

Because of the degree of impact of this disease, it is simply too bad.

Taking Boss Song as the starting point, all the women around him searched as if they were investigating.

The only thing that I feel fortunate about is that although the unit accountant tested positive, the child has been eating milk powder and has not shown signs of infection.

As for the proprietress of the barber shop, Wu Laibao is unavoidable.

and Song Youzhi, who has always been haunted, all the results are the same as the worst plan - positive. And after multiple tests, there is no room for reversal.

In the end, Song Laozhuan and Aunt Song were also desperate, so that Song Laoer's mention of money would not arouse the slightest interest in the two old men.

In the hospital, Wu Laibao finally saw the child he missed day and night, and the entire corridor was filled with the miserable cries of the mother and son.

The child's cry is pure, and the reunion after a long absence is full of affection for the mother. But Wu Laibao's crying was complicated, crying for himself and his children, and his voice was full of despair.

Everyone knows that Wu Laibao has nothing wrong from beginning to end, but she pays for this mistake.

Jiang Xiaochi comforted: "Sister-in-law, be strong, you must be strong for the sake of your children." ”

Wu Laibao looked at Boss Song, who had been tortured by the disease and was not human-looking, with his eye sockets on the hospital bed: "Strong? In the end, it's not like Boss Song? Just pity my family, she's still so young......"

In the face of all kinds of shocks, Jiang Xiaochi's expression was already very calm, and deep down in her heart, she just wanted to do her best to make the mother and son have a good last journey in the world.

Wu Laibao coaxed Song Youzhi in his arms: "Youzhi, is it good to eat candy, my mother will take you to buy candy ......"

Even Jiang Xiaochi has been regretting this moment for many years.

She thought she was smart, but she didn't realize that Wu Laibao was walking to the top floor with Song Youzhi in her arms......