daily life games

Chen Yingjun shook his head and said: "It seems that the situation is not very optimistic at the moment!"

"Okay, I've already contacted her parents."

"She is a native of Jiangcheng and will probably arrive soon!"

Liu Siying was also sitting on a chair in the hospital waiting for details.

The walls of the hospital have heard more devout prayers than the church, and countless human joys and sorrows are staged every day.

Chen Yingjun didn't know whether Yang Jie's condition was good or bad, or whether he could survive.

Twenty minutes passed, the lights in the emergency room were still on, and Yang Jie's parents also came running.

Chen Yingjun looked at the two of them, his brows were furrowed, and there were a few vegetable leaves in his hair. He looked like he had just come back from the vegetable market.

After Yang's mother arrived, tears started to flow down her face before she even opened her mouth.

At this time, Father Yang held back and said, "Teacher Liu, how is the child doing now?"

"The lights in the emergency room have not been turned off yet, and the specific situation is not clear yet!" Liu Siying also has children, and can also understand the pain of being a parent.

Father Yang thanked Liu Siying and Chen Yingjun and sat there waiting.

Silence, depression, and crying have been played out countless times at the door of the emergency room.

An hour later, the lights in the emergency room finally went out and the attending physician came out. Chen Yingjun and others hurriedly walked to him.

"Who is the family member?"

Father Yang and Mother Yang quickly said: "I am, doctor, how is the child?"

The attending physician sighed and said, "The child has non-Hodgkin's lymphoma or aggressive lymphoma. This kind of cancer is very spreading, and the child's physical condition is not that good."

"Even if it's better, still..."

The attending physician stopped before he finished speaking. When Yang's mother heard the word cancer, she had already sat down on the ground. Yang's father hugged her and said to the attending physician: "Treat it, even if we spend all our money to cure it!"

The attending doctor also sighed helplessly and asked the nurse next to him to take them to pay the money. He didn't say much. There will always be a miracle. It is a miracle in itself, isn't it?

Then he was transferred to the ICU ward, and Yang's father and Yang's mother also paid the money. Chen Yingjun could see that their family's situation was not very good, but they had given everything to their daughter.

Chen Yingjun sat aside and listened to Mother Yang and Liu Siying saying: "Jie'er, I usually love beauty the most, but I might not be so beautiful this time..."

Ye Qingyue was also crying at the side, listening to what they said.

After leaving the hospital gate and looking at the gloomy weather outside, Chen Yingjun sighed with emotion. The weather and mood were the same now.

Liu Siying said to him: "Xiao Chen, Qingyue, don't mention this matter to anyone after you go back. If anyone wants to ask, just say that you fainted due to hypoglycemia!"

The two nodded, and then Liu Siying drove them back to school, and then went back to take care of the sick child.

Chen Yingjun didn't say anything else to Ye Qingyue. He was in a bad mood, so he went back to the dormitory directly.

Ye Qingyue originally wanted to ask him if he disliked Xiang Shanshan, but after what happened, he was not in the mood to ask anymore.

After returning to the dormitory, I said hello to Han Yu and Fan Tiancheng, and went to the balcony to smoke.

When Chen Yingjun looked at the play and play downstairs and Yang Jie lying on the hospital bed, he realized that everyone will die, it's just a matter of time.

Yang Jie, an ordinary girl, has been learning classical dance since she was a child, and finally got into college, but she got this disease.

Chen Yingjun was thinking that in the year of his rebirth, he seemed to have been very happy every day, without any sorrow, but with hopeful expectations and longing for tomorrow.

I took a deep breath and put out the cigarette butt. I already knew in my heart that I am not the King of Heaven and I cannot save so many people.

Then I washed my hands and prepared to go to Yu Mengcai, but Wang Wen, a flute player from military training, came.

Wang Wen pulled Chen Yingjun out of the dormitory door with a solemn expression, and handed Chen Yingjun a cigarette outside.

"Brother Chen, do you know what happened to Yang Jie?"

Chen Yingjun took the cigarette and said with a smile: "It's nothing serious, it's just hypoglycemia and I fainted. I think I'll be fine in two days."

Wang Wen breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "That's good. I thought something had happened. I was scared to death."

"I was scared when I asked the people in their dormitory just now."

"how?"

Wang Wen then said a little coyly: "Brother Chen, I like her very much. Ever since that military training, I have really liked her."

Chen Yingjun was stunned for a moment, but he didn't show it or talk too much. He just said: "Okay, come on, I look forward to the day when you catch me!"

"Brother Chen, I want to confess my love to her in the past two days. I want to create a confession scene for everyone to see, so that she will remember it for the rest of her life."

"Brother Chen, what do you think?"

Wang Wen actually admires people who are better than him from the bottom of his heart. Chen Yingjun is a top-notch singer. He attracted investment from Jinshang Tianxia not long after the school started, and he is now working in their studio.

Chen Yingjun thought for a while, and then asked doubtfully: "Are you sure she likes you?"

"I'm sure, she is very kind to me. She will buy me milk tea, bring me soup she made at home, and..."

Chen Yingjun asked abruptly, "What about you?"

"What did you do to her?"

Wang Wen didn't hear anything wrong with Chen Yingjun's tone. He just touched his head and said shyly: "I made her a pair of gloves. She said her hands would freeze every winter, and she also bought a set of Hanfu that she liked.

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Chen Yingjun knew that Hanfu skirts were generally not expensive, but he didn't know what kind of skirts he gave.

Character: Wang Wen

Favorability: 68

Flute: Beginner

Rich family: Millions of dollars

"Very good, tell me when you are ready and I will go and cheer you up!"

"Thank you, Brother Chen, I'll leave first..."

Chen Yingjun looked at his leaving figure and didn't know whether he really liked him or pretended to like him. What if he knew?

If you know it, will you still like her?

What answer will Yang Jie give?

Chen Yingjun didn't know. He couldn't determine how unbearable the human heart was. All he could do was to make the hearts of those around him less dark.

After thinking about it, I decided to go talk to my senior sister, as I was bored in the dormitory.

Then I sent a message asking where my senior sister was.

"dormitory."

"Come down here!"

Chen Yingjun looked at Yu Mengcai, who was wearing light makeup, and his eyes lit up again. Sure enough, people are all visual animals.

He knew why Yu Mengcai followed him so willingly. Firstly, he was handsome and rich, and secondly, because he could protect her. It was as simple as that.

But Chen Yingjun also likes him very much. He is obedient and never refutes. Like a little cat, everything goes his way.

On the outside, she looks hot and hard to get along with, but on the inside, she is obedient and well-behaved.

It's so pure. Chen Yingjun also likes this kind of relationship that doesn't have so many thoughts. Everyone gets what they need...