When the child was pushed into the chemotherapy room, there was some silence. When he was about to enter the door, An Ruixin and others heard him ask carefully: "Where are father and mother?"

The bodyguard who followed immediately replied awkwardly: "Sir and Madam have something to do today, so they can't come here. Wait a few days..."

The tall and burly man saw the gradually fading light in the child's eyes, but he couldn't speak any more.

The child understood what the bodyguard meant, his eyes drooped slightly, hiding the disappointment in his eyes, and he replied in a low voice: "Oh."

An Ruixin saw the disappointment of the child, and frowned slightly. Before she could think about it, she stretched out her hand to hold the cold little hand of the child, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, it's okay, Miss Sister is here, Miss Sister is with you .”

Hearing this, the child opened his eyes and took a look at An Ruixin, then slowly smiled: "Yes."

In the past, when An Ruixin saw the child's smile, she only thought it was cute, but at this moment, seeing his smile, An Ruixin couldn't stop her nose from getting sore.

The time of chemotherapy is always long and tormented. An Ruixin and Ji Chengze stood in front of the glass mirror outside and watched the child obediently cooperating with the doctor's fiddling. They never cried aloud from the beginning to the end.

A few hours later, when the child was pushed out again, his entire face was pale and his spirit was weak.

After chemotherapy, the child still needs to hang water for a period of time, so the two accompanied the child back to the ward.

The child at that time had completely lost the vitality before, and his face was as pale as paper, comparable to the pillows on the hospital bed.

An Ruixin sat by the bed, held the child's hand that hadn't been needled, and asked in a low voice, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

The child shook his head silently, trying his best to raise a smile, but failed in the end.

An Ruixin reached out and touched the child's forehead, and coaxed in a low voice: "If you feel uncomfortable, go to sleep, and you won't feel uncomfortable when you fall asleep."

The child finally reacted when he heard the words, and tried to hold back the hand held by An Ruixin, and asked with anxiety but anticipation: "Will Miss Sister accompany me?"

An Ruixin turned her head and looked at Ji Chengze questioningly. Ji Chengze no longer felt jealous at this moment, and nodded in agreement.

An Ruixin heaved a sigh of relief, nodded and coaxed: "Yes, I'll be with you. You can sleep peacefully, and my young lady will be here with you."

"En." The child responded lightly, and slowly closed his eyes, holding An Ruixin's hand but never letting go, as if he was afraid that An Ruixin would leave quietly after he fell asleep.

Yu Qian arrived at the hospital at seven or eight o'clock in the evening, and he was stunned as soon as he entered the ward.

My little nephew was lying quietly on the hospital bed, with an IV in his hand.

Beside him, sat An Ruixin who hadn't left yet, and the two of them held hands tightly, in an unexpected harmony.

On the other side of the ward, there was an unexpected man sitting. The man's eyes first fell on An Ruixin, and after hearing the movement, he looked towards him and nodded politely.

An Ruixin also noticed the movement at the door of the ward, and looked up.

After discovering that it was Yu Qian who came, he carefully pulled the child's hand away from his, and put it under the quilt. After that, he got up and greeted Ji Chengze and Yu Qian to leave the ward together.

None of the adults, who were worried that their voices would disturb the child, noticed that the moment An Ruixin and the others closed the door, a tear fell from the corner of the child's eyes, which should have fallen into a deep sleep, and fell on his pillow. on, leaving no trace.

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