Chapter 117
For some reason, it was the first time he had the idea that if Yan Xuexiao was a girl, he would buy a big house and hide his brother from anyone.
Yan Xuexiao brought the shredded pork pie with sauce to the table. He sat at the table and ate the shredded pork pie with sauce. The sauce was rich and fragrant, and his eyes were curved: "It's delicious."
He ate a large serving of shredded pork cakes with sauce, and subconsciously asked, "Are you still going to class today?"
Yan Xueyiao spoke softly and softly, but he was stricter than Teacher Wang. Most of the time, he still had to go to class, but the young man's eyes fell on his right hand: "Take you to Yancheng to see a doctor."
The Thanksgiving holiday was not long, Yan Xuexiao returned to the country all for him, he bowed his head and hummed, even lying down obediently with a few flying red hair on top of his head.
When he went out, he heard Yan Xuexiao's inaudible reminder: "Don't sleep with anyone in the future."
"Neither are men."
It seems that Yan Xuexiao didn't sleep well last night, he realized that his sleeping appearance was not as good as he thought, and nodded in shame.
In a villa in Yancheng, Mrs. Shen was sitting at the dining table: "The doctor said that your grandmother's condition has worsened again, and the time to wake up is getting shorter and shorter. I will not send you to the hospital in the afternoon."
"I'll go too." Ji Shu said.
Mrs. Shen glanced at him: "What you have to do now is to prepare for the college entrance examination. You don't need to worry about other things."
Ji Shu didn't dare to speak any more and lowered his head to eat.
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"The wrist is slowly recovering." Professor Ding looked at the video on the computer, "But you can't take off the wrist guard this month, to avoid strenuous activities that irritate the wrist, it is best to rest for half a year to a year, and the root cause of the disease is a lifetime. thing."
In the hospital department, Shen Chi raised his head and asked calmly, "Can I still play games in the future?"
"Others can't guarantee it, I can guarantee it." Professor Ding replied, "As long as you insist on treatment, playing games will not have any effect, but you must come to the clinic regularly."
As if the heavy stone in his heart had fallen, the young man straightened up because of his nervousness and finally relaxed, slightly adjusting the wrist guard of his right hand to be more stable.
When he walked out of the department, he walked towards the door of the hospital, and suddenly Yan Xuexiao, who was beside him, asked in a warm voice, "Do you want to see your grandma?"
The boy's body froze. From the time he knew he was wrongly held until he was sent back to the border town, only grandma protected him, but later, grandma didn't want him anymore. He lowered his eyes and didn't speak, and finally hummed softly.
He followed Yan Xueyiao into a ward and wanted to ask why he didn't want to be himself. When he entered the ward, he saw a thin old man lying on a sick bed. He was completely different from the old Mrs. Shen in his memory. He was at the door of the ward. stopped.
"Xiao Chi is here." The old lady Shen's voice was so hoarse, she asked him in a trembling voice, "My little Chi has come to see me."
"They didn't lie to me, they didn't send my little Chi away." The old lady was obviously unconscious and her pupils were cloudy, "I opened the door for you yesterday, but you are all wet, I have to make ginger soup for you. , it's not hard to drink with sugar."
Shen Chi lowered his head and walked over to the sick room: "It was a long time ago."
"It's been... a long time?" The old lady's tone became hesitant. She looked at the boy carefully, glanced at the wristband of her right hand and asked, "Why is Xiaochi's hand injured?"
He didn't want his grandmother to worry, he knelt down beside the bed, and rubbed his furry head on the old lady's hand: "Not hurt."
"My face is also thin." The old lady looked at him with distressed eyes: "Xiao Chi must have suffered a lot."
"No."
The boy whispered.
Yan Xuexiao's gaze stopped silently on the young man, perhaps sensing his gaze, the old lady looked at him: "Xiao Chi, who is he?"
Shen Chi answered without hesitation: "My brother."
"Xiao Chi doesn't have a brother." The old lady shook her head, "I'm not confused. It's obviously my granddaughter-in-law. You agreed to bring a beautiful granddaughter-in-law to show my grandma."
"It's not the grandson's wife." The boy's face immediately turned red, and he stammered, "My brother is a man."
But the old lady ignored his words and said to Yan Xueyiao, "Xiao Chi was born as light as a puppy, she thought she couldn't keep it alive, so she turned into a trick to make food for him to raise him up, he is picky eater and likes to eat it. Sweet, we need an oven at home to make cakes."
"He has a bad temper. He likes to fight with people. Look at him a little bit." The old lady rambled, "He doesn't really get angry if he ignores you, just wants you to coax him and touch his head. He's young and you let him go."
The old lady instructed one by one. In the end, she labored to open the safe, took out an emerald ring from last year, and waved to Yan Xueyiao: "This is my dowry, and I will give it to you as a gift."
Yan Xueyiao didn't answer: "It's too precious."
The old lady looked like her eyes were turning red, and her voice was choked: "I know you don't lack anything, I can rest assured if you accept it. No one will hurt Xiaochi when I leave."
Guan Shan, who was standing outside the ward, suddenly felt that the old lady was not really awake. She might have recognized Yan Xueyiao, knew that she would not live long, and wanted to entrust her beloved grandson to someone she could rely on when she was awake.
Yan Xueyiao narrowed her eyes and silently took the ring.
Seeing Yan Xueyiao taking the ring, the old lady breathed a sigh of relief and patted the boy's head reluctantly: "Okay, I won't leave you anymore."