Wan Changsheng took the matter in one bite, and took his three friends with him for three days in Rongdu.

Accompanied Xu Zhaohui to finish the first chemotherapy.

What kind of special medicine requires seven hours of infusion at a time, but it is indeed so magical, after a few hours, the swelling and pain on Xu Zhaohui's body have been significantly reduced, and even the breathlessness he said has disappeared.

Then there's chemotherapy.

There is no vomiting, no fever, no other discomfort, the young man's physique still plays a big role at this time, many people have strong side effects from the beginning of the medication, and some even can't tolerate the side effects and stop the drug.

But Xu Zhaohui came over this time, and there was no such decadence of sighing.

Even every time he saw Wan Changsheng waiting outside, he squeezed out a smile.

Of course, Ma Zhenyu hurried to take pictures.

Wan Changsheng and they stayed here, in fact, the main thing was to accompany Xu Zhaohui to paint.

This is the effect that Fei Xueyan was lying in the hospital because of poisoning, and Wan Changsheng experienced it.

It seems that there is really a bit of a secret existence in fate, and the two apprentices walked into the hospital in different ways, and they both picked up paintbrushes to treat their own minds.

From the next day, Ma Zhenyu went to buy some painting tools, and Wan Changsheng began to take the lead in guiding Xu Zhaohui to spend all his time outside of treatment on painting.

Whether it is painting the ward, painting the building outside the window, or painting other people reluctantly, or even painting the avatar with Xu's mother as a model, Xu Zhaohui can experience what Wan Changsheng said and immerse himself in it!

When the pain hits, this can even be like Guan Gong scraping his bones and playing chess and reading books, which greatly takes away attention and reduces the degree of pain.

The girl in the oil painting department even began to teach Xu Zhaohui to paint abstract colors, just like the kind of freewheeling thoughts and thoughts that Fei Xueyan once painted, and now that he has a certain foundation in painting, Xu Zhaohui can certainly start to try to express the kind of spiritual world he thinks and thinks!

used to be so tormenting, almost every night was sleepless staring at the ceiling, trying to accuse God of injustice.

Now Xu Zhaohui is actually thinking about what to draw with his eyes open!

After getting Wan Changsheng's guidance, they took turns to guide him, and exchanged and discussed with him, purely discussing the skills and techniques of art painting.

In the past three days, it is not so much that Xu Zhaohui is undergoing chemotherapy, but that he is thinking about how to draw every day when he faces the unbearable pain of chemotherapy!

The kind of vitality that can be seen with the naked eye bursts out from Xu Zhaohui's eyes.

Every time I came back to the ward from the treatment department, even if I was sweating and in pain, I rushed to draw something I had just thought about.

felt that Wan Changsheng was like polishing a match, lighting up Xu Zhaohui's fire of life, even if he was burning his own life at this moment, he began to roar.

Probably the most bizarre are the doctors and nurses.

Originally, the chief physician who was contacted through Ma Zhenyu and the art candidates did come to the scene to see the situation and also instructed them to pay attention to taking care of it.

But the doctors and nurses who actually came into direct contact quickly noticed this patient who was drawing every day.

There has been a more significant change in attitude, and from time to time he will come over to chat a few words, talk about painting, and encourage Xu Zhaohui to paint while being treated, and this disease will definitely be cured.

I also left WeChat and treatment advice, and paid attention to communication at any time.

They didn't dare to say that to people before.

From the perspective of doctors and nurses, they face so many patients every day, how can they have so much time to devote themselves wholeheartedly, and there is a great possibility of changing the doctor-patient conflict.

Most medical staff are just in the real world, slowly cooling their hearts and becoming hard.

Wan Changsheng saw that he was almost saying goodbye, Xu Zhaohui actually hung on his shoulder all the time, accompanied him to the gate downstairs of the inpatient department, and cried when they parted: "I will live!" Wanwan, please tell all my brothers and sisters, I will definitely live! I will paint as hard as I can, and I will be with you for the rest of my life! ”

The two friends covered their mouths vigorously in the back to not cry.

There are so many unfortunate things in the world, so many unfortunate people, and so many unfortunate families.

Only when you really face such a precipice of life can you know how lucky you are to be able to live a healthy life.

Ma Zhenyu pushed the wheelchair and followed behind, silently recording with the camera.

Wan Changsheng hugged his disciple, he was still two years younger, hugged Xu Zhaohui like a brother and whispered: "It's still the old saying, people are inherently dead, die silently, or leave something memorable to this world, it's all in our thoughts, in fact, my biggest expectation is that since you can use painting to save your willpower, then don't give up the college entrance examination in June, isn't God unfair?" Let's fight it to the end! I've applied for you to keep your student status, Made, even if you die, you have to be dragged to the exam room! ”

As soon as the words came out, Xu Zhaohui's originally weak body trembled, as if he had been given a shot of cardiotonic injection, and the body that was devastated by the disease was finally completely activated, hugged Wan Changsheng's waist fiercely, and shouted in a muffled voice: "Yes!" Let's fight it to the end! Master! I'm going to fight it to the end! ”

To be honest, since the day the apprenticeship gave Wan Changsheng, Xu Zhaohui has called Master a few times playfully, and this moment is finally sincere.

Wan Changsheng still said the same thing, patted Xu Zhaohui on the shoulder: "Don't worry about medical expenses, I'll pay you in advance, you have to live well, and then work hard to make a name for yourself and make money and pay it back to me!" ”

After saying that, he left.

Xu Zhaohui looked at the four figures who were gradually moving away, and finally saw a friendship, a righteousness, and a love of life and death.

So real, so pure, and so immaculate.

Wearing a hospital gown, he stood by the gate and bowed deeply, and then faced his mother, who was crying in a wheelchair, but pulled his sleeves to help wipe his tears: "Mom, it's okay, you see I have such a good master, such a good friend, such a good group of people, I must have decades to live, otherwise I'm sorry for these friends, let's go, sell my suite first, it's not enough, anyway, my master will give me a pad, as long as I survive, it's easy to say anything, I don't believe it!" ”

The arrogance that was polished from the bones of the school bully finally filled the backbone.

On the off-road vehicle on the return trip, there was a bit of silence again.

Wan Changsheng suggested: "Let's go to Ningzhou to take a look at the art candidates, anyway, go back to Jiangzhou for three hours, and we will go over to have a meal in the middle, and thank all the students for their donation and help by the way, and explain Lao Xu's situation to everyone, so that everyone will not worry." ”

The three of them had no opinion, and the girl also gave tissues to everyone: "Wanwan, I think it's very moving, I really didn't expect us to paint, and there is such a powerful effect." ”

Ma Zhenyu also sighed: "I said that the hospital should cooperate with us, meet patients who have lost their desire to survive, and find us to train them in painting!" That's the power of art! ”

Wan Changsheng pondered: "Human nature will pursue beauty, and the more you fall into the abyss of despair, the more you yearn for light, which can effectively arouse vitality and be more nostalgic for this world, right?" ”

The boy admired again: "You help Lao Xu advance money, no opinion at home?" ”

Wan Changsheng smiled: "In fact, he also has his own money, don't forget that this year's training materials have begun to sell, there are his model paintings, I estimate that from the second half of the year, I may have to take a few people out to tour, I hope that some of you can understand the doorway of this training materials, we can also earn this money in the future, and now we have been earned by the gold medal lecturer team, we make our own money, in order to have our own financial freedom, right?" In the future, I would like to set up such a medical accident insurance fund for Da Mei She. ”

Everyone suddenly realized a little.

After returning to Ningzhou, Wan Changsheng asked Jia Huanhuan to arrange dinner in advance, and also called Fei Xueyan to analyze the whole situation at the dinner table, hoping that in the future, the intensive college entrance examination class here can welcome Xu Zhaohui back with a mentality of encouragement and care to take the college entrance examination together, and use Xu Zhaohui's life calamity to warn everyone to cherish their healthy health.

The glasses girl who had been acting irrationally nodded silently and admitted her mistake: "Night...... I'll tell my parents again, it's wrong, people can't do it if they want to have a healthy body, I don't cherish it yet, and I will never do such stupid things again. ”

Wan Changsheng smiled and patted the female apprentice on the shoulder: "Okay, it's good to realize it, Commissar Ma, you show the photo of Lao Xu to Yanzi, really, Xu Zhaohui's desire to win is all awakened by painting, you can also give everyone a good publicity, art, it should always be a ...... to cultivate sentiment."

Fei Xueyan was a little shocked: "So skinny......"

Jia Huanhuan also watched, but only glanced at Wan Changsheng and didn't speak.

Fei Xueyan asked, "Why don't you tell everyone." ”

Wan Changsheng is already quietly cultivating apprentices: "There are exactly two months left, you are leading everyone, you are here to subtly influence everyone, especially if Lao Xu can come back, most of the time you will control the situation, you can do it......"

Sure enough, when he met with the art candidates after dinner, Wan Changsheng only briefly reported the situation and thanked everyone for their care and help, but the most important thing at the moment is the college entrance examination, don't be emotionally fluctuating because of Xu Zhaohui's affairs, focusing on the college entrance examination is the king.

He always thinks about everyone bit by bit from the details, so that these enthusiastic young people don't have emotional turmoil.

This led to the way back to Jiangzhou, Ma Zhenyu said repeatedly: "Wan Wan, you are the political commissar, forget it, you are a handsome, or I am the political commissar, your female apprentice will definitely be terrible in the future, but it is a pity that when you go to Qingmei in the future, you will fly a kite as far, if you follow Shumei, you will definitely be able to become your left arm and right arm." ”

Wan Changsheng despised him: "Follow the exam to Qingmei, you have the ability to go!" ”

The other two friends finally laughed, and they seemed to know Ma Zhenyu's stalk.

But he quietly sighed in the group in his hands, and he felt very happy to be in such a team and under the leadership of Wan Changsheng.

The girl also vividly described Wan Changsheng hugging Xu Zhaohui to say goodbye.

After Ma Zhenyu found out, of course, he secretly matched the photos and short videos he took.

Wan Changsheng, who was driving, definitely didn't notice this.

In the group of the Great Beauty Society, thousands of chat records are rolling every day, where can he see it.

However, Ma Zhenyu said that Xu Zhaohui, who had undergone chemotherapy and stood up again, actually gave up Qingmei, who could earn bonuses, and chose to apply for the Chinese Painting Department of Shuchuan Academy of Fine Arts in the college entrance examination.

In his own words: "This life was given by the master, of course, you must follow his steps steadily......

But Shao Baitou really didn't expect that Wan Changsheng would graduate early, right?