You were asked to be cannon fodder, and you managed to catch up with the heroine?

Soon it was the day of the monthly exam.

These days, Jiang Feng didn't care about Jiang Jiandang at all.

In the past, Jiang Jiandang was able to support He Minglang well only because Song Lin cooked, washed clothes, and even did housework.

He just needs to be a big man at home.

But things are different now.

Now when Song Lin formally filed for divorce from him, he couldn't hold on for long with his previous lazy personality.

I'm used to being an uncle.

Now he has to go to work, cook, and do laundry. After finishing here, it will be at least nine or ten in the middle of the night.

The delivery time of meals can only be delayed more and more every day.

Because there is no money, the meals delivered are getting less and less.

The human heart is the least able to withstand the test.

There is no filial son at the bedside of a long-term illness.

What's more, now He Minglang is just a mere patronage relationship for Jiang Jiandang?

After not persisting for a week, Jiang Jiandang felt resentful in his heart.

After work, Jiang Jiandang opened the door. The whole house was deserted, and even the lights were not turned on.

The house was in a mess.

Shoes and dirty clothes are everywhere.

There was a pile of bowls in the sink.

Even the kitchen waste smelled sour.

The whole house was almost inaccessible.

His mood instantly hit rock bottom.

I want to rest, but I can't.

At this time, Jiang Jiandang suddenly felt a little confused in his heart.

If it were before, he would have already finished his meal comfortably and gone for a walk.

But now... he still has to cook and send to the hospital.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

He glanced at the screen, and when he saw the words He Minglang, he felt like a tight spell, his heart skipped a beat, and he instantly became irritable.

Urgent! Urgent!

Just know how to urge!

Doesn't he need a rest?

For the first time, Jiang Jiandang felt a little bit of resentment toward He Minglang in his heart.

……

Ten p.m.

The two He brothers and sisters were so hungry that their stomachs growled in the ward.

"Brother, this Jiang Jiandang is just pretending to be kind. It's already ten o'clock and he hasn't even come yet! I think he doesn’t want to care about us at all! He also said that he wanted to adopt us and treat you, but they were probably all lies!"

He Mingxue was so angry that she took her mobile phone and dialed Jiang Jiandang's number over and over again, her face gloomy,"He didn't answer the phone at all!"

"Maybe something happened?"

"Tsk, what could happen?"

"Uncle Jiang has helped us so much before, so we can't say these things in the future, lest outsiders say that our He brothers and sisters are ungrateful."

He Minglang lay weakly on the bed, his eyes were slender and deep.

The light in his pupils was dim and unclear.

He always felt that... something seemed wrong.

These days, not only were the meals brought by Jiang Jiandang less and less, Even Xu Qingya came to see him less and less.

He felt like he had lost control somewhere. His long and slender hands clenched the sheets, making him make a decision in an instant.

……

When He Minglang returned to school wearing school uniform, carrying a lot of medicine in his hand, and was escorted by Jiang Jiandang, he was immediately surrounded by everyone.

The medicine in the bag is naturally a stable medicine for the treatment of leukemia.

He was extremely thin, and his face was as pale as paper, as if he would fall over if the wind blew.

Jiang Jiandang, who was behind him, supported him distressedly,"You kid, why are you so polite to your uncle? Your uncle is willing to cook for you! Although the hospitalization fee is expensive, your uncle will find a way! Tell me why you insist on being discharged from the hospital!!"

Discharged?

Everyone's ears pricked up.

Many people even looked at Jiang Feng and He Minglang.

"Uncle, you have helped me a lot, cough... cough……"He Minglang coughed and his whole face turned red, as if he was on the verge of collapse,"I am a student, and I have an exam soon. I can't miss class anymore, and I feel that my body is much better. I don't have to spend all the money when I come to class.""

"Hey...you……"

Jiang Jiandang's lips twitched, thinking of the high medical expenses, but in the end he didn't say anything.

After all, he really couldn't afford it anymore.

Since he had never experienced hunger before, he didn't think anything of selling his house to save others.

But now... these days, he only has a few dozen yuan, and can only go to the vegetable market to eat vegetables for a few yuan every day. When his family can't even afford washing powder, the idea of selling the house is shaken.

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