An Ruixin looks at the serious appearance of a big one and a small one. She stands silently and grins. She reaches out her hand to pull Ji Chengze. She asks him to pay attention to the propriety. Don't make the child cry.

Ji Chengze's eyes twinkle slightly. After winning the child a few more, he finally put some water to let the child win.

Looking at the victory sign on the computer screen, the child threw away the game handle and rushed into an Ruixin's arms, cheerfully shouting: "ha ha ha, little sister, little sister, look, I won, I won!"

Annie patted his head encouragingly and said with a smile, "well, it's great." Immediately looked up, the same season into Ze tacit understanding of the eye, smile deepened.

It has to be said that for most boys, playing games together is a powerful tool to enhance their feelings.

They played the game for a whole morning. Although they didn't know how good their relationship was, they were more agreeable to each other than before.

The child got an Ruixin's praise, and immediately lost more than ten pieces of depression to the sky, rare to Ji Chengze opened a big smile.

Ji Chengze's heart moved, and suddenly he understood why an Ruixin was so attached to such a little boy.

Such clear eyes, such a pure smile, like sunlight shining into the dark abyss, are enough to warm everyone's heart.

After that, they played games in the ward, and Annie went out to buy lunch.

The three had lunch in the ward and had a rest. It was almost time for the child's treatment.

At this time, an Ruixin discovered that Yu Qian's small treatment was chemotherapy!

When an Ruixin heard these two words, her face changed on the spot: "chemotherapy? Is his condition serious enough to require chemotherapy? "

The doctor in charge of the child suddenly heard an Ruixin's exclamation. He was also stunned and asked tentatively, "this is..."

The elder brother of the bodyguard who had been guarding the side explained: "this is our young master and Mr. Yu's friend."

As soon as the doctor heard that an Ruixin was Yu Qian's friend, he didn't hide: "the situation of the young master had a big fluctuation years ago. Recently, the number of tumor cells in the body has increased greatly, which has also had a great impact on his constitution. Now there is no way to chemotherapy. If you let it go, I'm afraid the young master won't be 17 years old. "

An Ruixin's face was slightly stiff: "17 years old?"

"Yes, if CML is treated conservatively, it can survive for 10 years."

An Ruixin is silent. Yu Qian once said that the child's illness was found when he was 7 years old.

Ten years, 17 years old, spend the same age, for many people, at this age, their life has just begun, but for this child, at this time, his life has gradually withered.

An Ruixin doesn't understand the professional terms in the doctor's mouth. She only knows that the child who has always been lively in front of her is not as healthy and carefree as she thought.

Ten years of time, everything is unknown, but with the gradual loss of time, his life is also in the end point by point.

I don't know when this living little life will be far away from them.

Although Ji Chengze knew that the child was hospitalized due to illness, he never thought that he had such a serious illness.

Looking at an Ruixin's dignified expression, she frowned and reached out to hold an Ruixin's cool left hand, silently supporting her.