In the end, in addition to Ma Zhenyu, there were two other friends who followed Wan Changsheng together.

Everyone is a young person under twenty years old, and they are full of flowers in front of everyone, and they never thought that words like cancer and death would appear so abruptly around them.

Although Xu Zhaohui has not been very gregarious, Shao Baitou still has a very eye-catching memory, and everyone who has gone to Ningzhou No. 2 Middle School to strengthen the college entrance examination remembers him.

But what makes everyone feel even more is Wan Changsheng's attitude.

Everyone is a team, a collective, when a partner who is not very gregarious has such a thing, Wan Changsheng's first expression is to care for it.

It's an empathetic love.

I know that if something happens to me, I will definitely get such love.

So Wan Changsheng hasn't said anything yet, the Great Beauty Society, which has less than 100 people, has already spontaneously scraped together 5,000 yuan and asked Wan Changsheng to express his thoughts on behalf of everyone.

Huang Min even went to this year's college entrance examination intensive class to call for it, and the six or seven hundred art candidates quickly gathered more than 3,000, after all, there are all children who have not made money yet, which is different from the situation of Da Mei She, which is already working and studying.

Huang Min, who was addicted to fundraising, also wanted to be convened in the new class of art candidates, but was finally stopped by Wan Changsheng before leaving: "The training school will donate money as appropriate, it's really not good, I, as a master, also have a responsibility, just express everyone's feelings appropriately, don't overconsume this kindness, and I will also inform Xu Zhaohui of the situation at any time when I look back." ”

After getting in the car, the two teaching assistants who had taught Xu Zhaohui were still a little depressed, especially the girl, it was hard to believe this kind of thing: "Is it related to white hair?" ”

The doctor's children are clearer: "It may be genetics, there is also lifestyle habits, the young man has nothing to do with tumors and cancer, the main thing is to encourage him to cheer up, my parents said, many patients just lose their desire to survive, the whole body soon collapsed, you must be strong to fight, it is possible to resist the disease." ”

Wan Changsheng was silent, focusing on driving.

Du Wen also called: "If necessary, my dad can contact the doctor in the hospital to provide some assistance." ”

Wan Changsheng said yes.

Continuing to focus on driving, the friends all noticed his reaction.

Thinking that he was worried about his apprentice, he hurriedly tried to explain him: "This is all fate, some fate things are really unclear, let's try our best to help." ”

Wan Changsheng reacted and hurriedly adjusted his smile: "No, no, I just suddenly remembered my father, he died of cancer, just now Ma Zhenyu said that it may be hereditary, does that mean that I or my children also have this possibility?" ”

Ma Zhenyu wanted to give himself a mouthful: "I haven't studied medicine, anyway, I have heard my parents chat since I was a child, and it is very common for cancer, cardiovascular and other diseases to check family history, and some genes have a greater probability, but in general, it is still a life." ”

Wan Changsheng quickly let himself out of the state: "Next time I go to Pingjing, do you want to be with me, Ma Zhenyu, I have seen a lot of beauties in Pingjing Drama Academy, can I inspire your creation?" ”

Everyone also thinks it's better to say this: "Commissar Ma...... It's time for you to show your photo skills, follow the boss to Pyeongjing, have a good look, and let us feast our eyes. ”

Wan Changsheng was also curious about how the title of Political Commissar Ma came about.

It is said that Ma Zhenyu often takes pictures of the girls in the Damei Society and the girls in the art examination candidates under the banner of thinking and talking!

In addition, as the only internal member who is not from the Great Beauty Training School, he is like a cadre sent from outside, and he doesn't regard himself as an outsider at all, so he was called so according to his name.

Chatting all the way can everyone's emotions not be affected.

For young people, life has only just begun, and death is almost never thought about.

Xu Zhaohui suddenly reminded everyone.

When the Mercedes-Benz SUV arrived at the hospital, it was slightly dark, and in view of the congestion and busyness of the provincial capital, Ma Zhenyu also suggested that he should have dinner outside the ring road before entering the city.

According to the phone, I contacted Xu Zhaohui's family, found the inpatient department of the oncology department, and finally saw Xu Zhaohui lying on the hospital bed.

This look scared the four first-year art students.

In my impression, Xu Zhaohui is still alive and kicking even if he is a little white-headed, but he hasn't seen him for a month or two, and now he looks like he is skinny!

Not exactly because of the sudden weight loss, but the indescribable vitality that seemed to be moving away from the young man.

The whole person lost his life, lying limply on the bed, his eye sockets were deep, his cheeks were gloomy, and he looked weakly at his peers who appeared at the door of the ward.

To be precise, he won the college entrance examination bonus for four or five years in the second middle school, and he is one or two years older than Wan Changsheng.

But now there is no youthful vigor at all, and when he saw Wan Changsheng and the others clearly, his eyes twitched slightly, and there were many accidents.

Just like the appearance of being sick, checking for illness, and being hospitalized until now, Xu Zhaohui has not taken the initiative to say anything to Wan Changsheng in the past ten days.

In his heart, I am afraid that he has no time to take care of any relationship between the art student world.

Or that his whole world has gone dark.

Wan Changsheng nodded at the door, and first signaled to Ma Zhenyu, and this guy pulled Xu's mother, who was waiting in the ward, to exchange things about the doctor and the condition, and the girl followed Xu's mother sensibly.

It can be seen from the dress that Xu Zhaohui's family is from the countryside, and Xu Zhaohui, who received a bonus of one or two million, has not completely changed his family's clothing and living habits.

Wan Changsheng felt that it was a good thing, at least he didn't squander the money for cholera, he and the rest of the boys walked into the three-person ward, sat on the edge of the bed and whispered: "Until your family went to the No. 2 Middle School to go through the withdrawal procedures, we didn't know that you were sick, here is first of all 10,000 yuan All the students and teachers of the Damei Training School, as well as the money that your partners put together, we brought you over to see you, is there any difficulty?" ”

In the past few years, everyone has made donations, and they all use mobile phones, so what Wan Changsheng showed Xu Zhaohui was the red envelope rain in his mobile phone group.

It doesn't say that I hope Xu Zhaohui will defeat the disease!

It's Lao Xu who is strong!

Xu Zhaohui definitely didn't expect that it would be the art candidates who came to see him at this time, and he also made money for himself, when people are facing death, they will inevitably become extremely fragile, tears will come out at once, and some of them can't cry: "I...... I'm only 23 years old, I've never been sick, how can a disease be cancer, I can't think of it, I really can't think of it......"

Wan Changsheng patted his hand: "My father died of cancer, but in fact, he has been sick for several years, and he must face ...... with an optimistic attitude."

If it weren't for hearing about Wan Changsheng's father's situation, Xu Zhaohui would definitely feel that he didn't have a backache when he stood and talked, but he wanted to cry even more when he heard it!

Wan Changsheng changed his words: "But you are already sick, and it is useless to complain about fate, I suggest that you can take advantage of this treatment period, pick up the paintbrush, do your best to paint whatever you want, and put all your emotions into painting, because in this way, you can temporarily forget the pain of the disease, so that all the functions of your body can function normally as much as possible, which is also helpful for treatment." ”

Xu Zhaohui finally had a listening expression.

Wan Changsheng signaled, and the boy woke up like a dream, and quickly took the plastic bag he was carrying, and finally understood why Wan Changsheng had to take such a bunch of painting tools before leaving: "A picture clip, which can be used as an easel, also contains twenty pieces of sketch paper, twenty pieces of color paper, and there are three boxes of pencils of various types, charcoal, and gouache colors and brushes...... I'll go buy a keg for a pen wash. ”

Xu Zhaohui burst into tears, and didn't know what to say for a while.

The patients and their families in the two beds next to them also looked at this side with some surprise.

I may not have seen a friend who came to the ward to ask him to paint.

Wan Changsheng was calm, but he leaned on the escort chair, and he also had a tiredness that is rarely seen in his usual days: "Old Xu, fate is impermanent, I know you must have been thinking a lot in your mind these days, but things have come to this point, if you don't have a strong will to survive, your parents are white-haired people to black-haired people, there is no room for redemption, before people die, they all think that everything they have is taken for granted, only at this time, can you see whether you have enough strong willpower to live......"

Xu Zhaohui's hand that he grabbed slowly began to clench hard.

Comforting, inspirational, and unyielding, at this time, Wan Changsheng didn't care about what others thought, he just tried his best to encourage his apprentice, and even didn't hesitate to open his mobile phone and find a group photo of the four beauties of Pingjing Drama Academy to brag to him that there is so much beauty in this world, how can he give up?

By the time Ma Zhenyu and the others came back one after another, Xu Zhaohui's mood had obviously improved a lot, and he could even squeeze out a smile.

With just one look, Wan Changsheng asked the two friends who had been Xu Zhaohui's teacher to help find Huang Min to transfer money to Xu Zhaohui, which made Xu's mother surprised and overwhelmed with thanks.

But he pulled out and walked to the corridor with Ma Zhenyu.

Ma Zhenyu is indeed a bit of a political commissar, and has already figured out the general situation: "It was his own throat that had a problem, and when he went to the hospital to see it, he suspected that he was lymphoma and hurried here to be diagnosed. Every time you have to use the medicine like this, plus the cost of treatment and hospitalization, the amount is not small. ”

Wan Changsheng nodded: "What about his family's economic situation?" ”

Ma Zhenyu felt it clearly: "It must be a way to cure, his mother said that the family bought three suites before, and also rebuilt and renovated the house in the countryside into a building, and the homestead in the countryside could not be sold, but the houses in the city were in order to circumvent the purchase restriction procedures, and the names of his two brothers were written on those two sets, and now these two brothers are a little selfish, thinking that cancer can't be saved, it's a waste of money, and they didn't think that Xu Zhaohui earned all this money himself, they wanted to be greedy!" ”

Speaking of this, Ma Zhenyu was also a little indignant: "Even the house under Xu Zhaohui's own name, they don't want to sell it, is this to make Xu Zhaohui die of illness in bed?!" ”

Maybe this is the reason why Xu Zhaohui was suddenly crushed by the warmth and coldness of the world.