Mr. Ren touched his forehead, his hand was under the quilt, and reached into the hem of Jingmian's pajamas, and the boy shrank significantly.

"The fever is gone." Mr. Ren kissed his forehead and said, "I'll take a shower tomorrow." ”

Jing Mian hummed in a nasal voice, which was a response.

After a long time, the boy whispered again and called "brother".

Mr. Ren raised his hand, brushed away Jingmian's bangs with his fingertips, replaced the fever reducer patch, and responded at the same time: "What's wrong?" ”

"Do you remember Li Daoyang?"

Mr. Ren's voice stopped and said, "That time I hugged your high school classmates." ”

Jing Mian didn't pay attention to the modifier in front of him, and when he saw that the man remembered, he nodded: "He is coming to Lincheng tomorrow to watch a concert." ”

"I don't have enough money on my body, and I want to stay overnight."

Jing Mian asked, "Can you let him live here?" ”

*

*

Jing Luo didn't wait for Li Qiao, who picked him up from school.

At first, he didn't understand what was going on, his mother didn't show up at the door at the usual time, and when he watched the children around him be picked up, until he was the only one left, the teacher took his hand and returned to school.

The teacher called the reserved phone number, but found that the phone had been turned off.

The teacher had no choice but to call the mobile phone of another guardian, Jingluo's father.

When Jing Guozhen picked it up, his voice was hoarse and a little confused, and he asked me, "I'm Jingluo's father, what's wrong?" ”

"Luo Luo's mother has never come to school to pick up the child, is there something delayed? The child waited for more than half an hour, if it is convenient, do you have time to come and pick up Luo Luo? ”

Jing Guozhen can't leave the hospital for too long, the head nurse here will be furious, and the doctor will also discharge him. It's just that at the same time that he realized what was happening, Jing Luo also seemed to understand.

The child sat on the edge of the hospital bed, looked down at his hands, and did not speak for a long time.

From that day on, the person who picked him up and dropped off from school every day became another relative who couldn't beat him.

That relative seemed to have a life of his own, and only helped with the pick-up and drop-off for two days before throwing away the burden.

On the fourth day, a high-end car stopped in front of Jingluo Elementary School.

This is the envy of other children and parents.

Jing Luo hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time since his family went bankrupt, so when the car window was rolled down and the man in the suit and leather shoes was looking at him, Xiao Tuanzi was still a little strange and at a loss.

- It turned out to be my sister-in-law!

I don't know how long it has been since the last time we met, and for Jing Luo's young memory, it has long been left behind and I can't remember it clearly. However, it is still difficult to forget the appearance of my sister-in-law, because not only in daily life, but also in some posters and street lights.

The other party was still as indifferent as ever in his impression, Jing Luo hesitated for two seconds, held his small schoolbag belt, and under the eyes of everyone, he laboriously opened the co-pilot and sat down.

The sister-in-law didn't speak, and he didn't ask.

Until the car slowly drove towards the hospital, Jing Luo stared down at his schoolbag, couldn't hold back any longer, and said, "Where's my brother?" ”

As if he had endured it for a long time, Jing Luo's eyes were filled with tears, which quickly dripped down, and this time, his voice was crying:

"Does he not want me?"

…

The pure black body is smooth and gorgeous, consistent with the owner's style, and just like that, he sent the child to the hospital without a word.

The car stopped.

Ren Xingwan opened his lips: "He doesn't know." ”

Jing Luo looked up: "? ”

"Your brother doesn't know what happened to the Jing family."

The man looked sideways, there was no wave in his eyes, let alone warmth, and he whispered in a cold voice: "I didn't plan to tell him." ”

"You're your brother's little friend."

Ren Xingwan slowly opened his lips: "But he is also my little friend." ”

.

When Jing Luo returned to the hospital, he was obviously much more silent than usual.

He was just five years old, and he could only understand half of what his sister-in-law said, such as the last sentence, he didn't understand what the other party meant.

Perhaps, he doesn't have to understand.

His mother left him, and his father was sick, so that relatives and elders he didn't know during that school time picked him up and went to school, and he was ridiculed by other children as a child that no one wanted.

As long as you know that your brother still wants him,

That's enough.

Jing Luo was carrying his schoolbag, and the night was sprinkled on his small shadow, but his mood didn't seem to be as lost as before.

Only this time, as soon as the little guy returned to the hospital, a staff member ran out to receive him.

This time, Jing Luo no longer has to sleep in a noisy ward, no longer has to huddle in the same hospital bed with Jing Guozhen, no longer has to listen to the deafening snoring of the old men around him, and even someone calls the bell in the middle of the night, Jing Luo doesn't have to wake up again, and he can't sleep for a long time.

He was taken by hospital staff to a staff dormitory, which was full of belongings, many of which were daily necessities and furniture moved from their humble new home

Since then, he has been picked up and dropped off at school every day.

That person is no longer a sister-in-law, and when she heard the other party introduce herself, her name was Yu Nian, as if she was ...... It's my sister-in-law's assistant.

*

After staying in the hospital for half a month, the doctor rechecked the CT and found that the lesions in Jing Guozhen's lungs had absorbed a lot, and the anti-inflammatory treatment was very effective.

From the beginning when the doctor didn't let him get out of bed and tried to lean over to sleep, to now, the doctor will also encourage Jing Guozhen to go down and walk.

Jing Guozhen has just recovered from a serious illness, and his mentality has changed a lot compared to before.

Li Qiao left Jing's house, Jing Guozhen looked at the window outside the ward, staring at the swaying branches and buds every day, watching the bright green turn yellow little by little, and occasionally a few pieces fell down.

On this day, Jing Guozhen happened to pass by the psychiatric department on the fourth floor of the hospital.

He didn't go in, but saw the doctor's introduction board next to the hall.

And right in the first row, he saw a name called "Pei Sheng".

Jing Guozhen's gaze skimmed, there were no waves, but he just turned to leave, but he suddenly stopped.

His eyes vibrate.

Pei Sheng.

…… Dr. Pei?

*

Jing Guozhen knocked on the door, heard the voice of the man inside, and said please come in.

Jing Guozhen was just sick, he was still walking a little slowly, and he was even wearing a hospital gown, and when Dr. Pei raised his eyes and saw the middle-aged man, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"What level of patient are you?"

"If you are mentally unwell, you can tell your supervisor, you don't need to register, we can consult in the hospital here."

Jing Guozhen hurriedly shook his head and explained, "I'm not uncomfortable. ”

"I want to ask, Dr. Pei, have you ever taken it...... A patient named Jing Mian? ”

This time, the clinic fell silent.

Dr. Pei's lips were pursed into a line, and after a few seconds, he spoke: "You are Jing Guozhen." ”

Jing Guozhen was a little embarrassed, this doctor didn't look at him friendly, and even called indifferent, probably this person knew his relationship with Jing Mian.

He replied: "... It's me. ”

Dr. Pei: "Is there anything wrong with you?" ”

Jing Guozhen said: "I want to ...... Find out about the child's condition. ”

Doctor Pei was stunned for a few seconds, and then suddenly smiled: "Don't you think you're too late?" ”

Jing Guozhen's face was not very good-looking, his Adam's apple moved, and it took a long time before he made a voice: "Even if it's late, you should come over." ”

"Doctor, sleep well...... What exactly is the disease? ”

I thought that the other party would not tell me again, or because Jing Mian had told the man in front of him that he had never treated the child well, so the moment he saw him, the doctor instinctively had hostility.

But fortunately, he was not mistaken.

Jing Guozhen took a deep breath and quietly waited for the answer that he might not know.

"Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder."

Dr. Pei said.

Jing Guozhen raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of surprise: "What? ”

The disease is too new to people of his age, and in the eyes of the older generation, depression and anxiety may be an excuse for young people to avoid school, let alone post-traumatic stress disorder, which is a highly academic medical term.

And this illness will be associated with his son.

"For, why ......" Jing Guozhen was a little incoherent, and he didn't even know what the specific manifestations and content of this disease were first, he opened his mouth, completely incomprehensible, as if he didn't want to understand: "How can you get this disease?" ”

"Good end?"

Dr. Pei laughed silently, the corners of his mouth curled like silent sarcasm, and he said, "Mianmian has always been good and upbringing since he was a child, and under the nurture that you barely participated in? ”

"If you still pretend not to understand now, you might as well go back to your hospital room now." Dr. Pei leaned back in his chair and directly ordered the eviction: "I am not responsible for receiving the patient's family here. ”

"No...... Dr. Pei, I didn't mean that. ”

Jing Guozhen's chin was bruised, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked a little embarrassed, he hurriedly said: "I don't know much about this disease, but if Jing Mian can be cured, I am willing to bear all the costs for him." ”

The way he said this was obviously not convincing enough, and he thought that the aggressive doctor in front of him would make a mockery of his dress and state, but who knew that the other party was not.

On the contrary, the man lowered his head, took a thick stack of medical information books, and jumped to a page without any hesitation, then turned around and pushed it to Jing Guozhen.

"The line with the red line in the line."