When Shi Ran returned to her grandfather, she had already placed a dry towel on top of her head and gently wiped the rain off her body.

She looked at Song Xianchen who was standing next to her, her hair was also wet, and half of her shoulders were soaked.

Shi Ran stretched out his hand to the face, his fair skin cold.

She put the towel on her body over the wet Song Xianchen's shoulder, and then asked, "Grandpa, do you still have a towel?" ”

Although the grandfather was reluctant, he still had the towel handed over.

Shi Ran put another towel on Song Xianchen's head and wrapped him tightly, obviously he was also wet and had not completely dried it.

"Why are you all raining?"

"It's okay."

"Are you a fool?"

"It's not."

Shi Ran sighed.

I went to see Shi Ran's father first, lying on the hospital bed, as if asleep, and Shi Ran didn't bother.

"Let's go back first, there's someone watching here." It was still raining heavily, and Grandpa ordered: "I have already agreed with Song Shichu's father, Song Xianchen will live in our Shi's house today and go back early tomorrow morning." ”

"Grandpa, I want to be here with my father."

"Grandpa is here, you're still young, go back first. It was raining heavily outside, so stay safe. ”

"Okay."

Shi Ran reluctantly left the ward.

As soon as he walked out, Song Xianchen coldly held Shi Ran's hand.

"Shi Ran, I will accompany you."

"Hmm."

Shi Ran nodded.

The two of them got into the car, and not long after, Shi Ran fell asleep on Song Xianchen's shoulder.

Song Xianchen also seemed to be tired, leaning on Shi Ran's body, and also fell asleep.

When they returned to Shi's house, the teacher and Lin Yufei carried one into the room on their backs.

The teenage child is very heavy now, Lin Yufei couldn't hold Shi Ran, carried her upstairs, put Shi Ran on the bed, panting. After a while, the teacher also carried Song Xianchen into the room, and was about to put it on the bed, but was stopped by Lin Yufei.

"We're in our teens, so it's not good to lie down and sleep together."

"I was still a kid in my eyes, and I didn't even notice the problem."

The teacher watched Shi Ran grow up, and in his eyes, Shi Ran was still like a child, almost forgetting that she was thirteen years old.

In the end, Song Xianchen was put on the bed in the next room.

The two of them stretched their waists and looked at the two children who continued to sleep although they had woken up because of the movement, and smiled with relief.

The next day.

Shi Ran accompanied his father in the ward.

"Dad, you'll be fine, the doctors are very good now, Dad will be fine."

"Hmm." Shi Ran's father had a smile on the corner of his mouth, although he also knew that his situation was not very good, but he still smiled, and comforted Shi Ran and said: "Dad will work hard to live for his baby daughter." ”

Shi Ran hugged his father and swore in his heart: [It will definitely change the ending! 】

Suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open, and it was Song Xianchen who walked in.

"Shi Ran, this is the porridge made by Auntie, you said that Ling Xiaohua can make porridge, I brought it to you today." After saying that, the porridge was placed on the table, and a box was opened, and it was full of petals of Lingxiao flowers. "These are the Lingxiao flowers that didn't fall after the rain yesterday, I washed them and brought them to you."

"I'm just saying it casually."

At that time, Shi Ran really just said it casually, but he didn't expect Song Xianchen to take it seriously.

"Don't you need it?"

"Nope." Shi Ran hurriedly took it, and when he touched his hand, he felt that something was wrong, his usually cold hand, but today it was surprisingly hot, and his hand was on his forehead, and he tried it. "Song Xianchen, you have a fever."

Song Xianchen didn't speak, staring at Shi Ran with his eyes.

"It must have been raining yesterday and I had a fever, come here, hurry up and see a doctor." Shi Ran put the box in his hand on the table, pulled him outside, and said to his father as he walked: "Dad, he has a fever, he has taken medicine, and he will be back in a while!" ”

Shi Ran's father smiled and waved his hand.

"Song Xianchen, don't you know how to take care of yourself when you're so old?"

Shi Ran dragged his chin with both hands and looked at Song Xianchen hanging the bottle and said.

"Are you angry?"

Song Xianchen blinked his good-looking eyes and asked.

"Nope!"

"But you don't look happy."

"If you're sick, you have to take medicine."

Song Xianchen unhurriedly took out the candy from his pocket and said, "The candy given by Shi Dye is fine, and it will be fine if you eat a candy." ”

"Fool."

Shi Ran sighed.

I love sugar so much, and my teeth seem to be pretty good.

A few days later.

Shi Ran's father has been taking the drugs from Lin Yufei's laboratory, and it has indeed improved, and the porridge made by Ling Xiaohua sent by Song Xianchen is also delicious, and the situation has stabilized a lot.

Shi Ran's father had a full body check-up, Dr. Zhao and other specialists were also preparing a plan, and even practiced surgery overnight.

After all, I haven't had this kind of surgery before, so I'm more worried than anyone else.

Shi Ran's father still comforted him, as if he was completely fine.

On the day of surgery.

Shi Ran and his grandfather are outside the operating room.

Grandpa, as usual, had a serious face full of wrinkles written on it, a pair of solemn eyes, and a lot of worries at the moment.

Shi Ran was even more worried, sitting on the chair outside the operating room, holding his hands tightly, I don't know when, it rained outside again, and the rain was much more frequent than usual these days.

The sound of the rain, as if there is a pattern, all at once, as if falling on the body, cold to the touch.

The sound of the rain hitting the window and the sound of Shi Ran biting her nails were mixed in.

She's never been so nervous.

In my mind, my father entered the operating room in my previous life, and his pale face seemed to be full of tiredness.

Suddenly, the door of the operating room was opened, and Shi Ran ran over in a hurry.

"How?"

Grandpa also asked anxiously.

"It's still operating, something is wrong."

The doctor's words caused Shi Ran's body to freeze instantly.

"What's the situation?"

Grandpa asked solemnly and depressedly.

"The artificial heart should not work, now ......"

Before the doctor could finish his words, he suddenly passed by his grandfather and Shi Ran, ran behind him, carried something that looked like an incubator or something, pulled the person, and hurried into the operating room.

[Why?] 】

Shi Ran's face was pale, and he took a step back, leaning against the wall, to support his body that almost fell.

[Don't!] Don't die! 】

The scene of my father lying on a cold bed in my previous life and being covered with a white cloth flashed to my mind.

That heart-rending feeling of disbelief should never be felt again in this life.

[Daddy! Don't die! 】

To be born again is not to watch Dad die in front of him again.

Her whole body trembled with fear, her hands clenched tightly together, cold as ice cubes, and she moved her heavy feet as if something was dragging her, and she couldn't move her steps at all.

The door to the operating room was not opened for a long time.

I don't know how long it was, as long as a century, before Dr. Zhao came out of the operating room exhausted.