Chapter 552

Is it him?

Sheng Jingmin recognized Liang Xiaoyi almost immediately.

At the fireworks show that day, the child was with Bo Xiushen's parents, who were also called his grandparents.

"He came to see Xiao Yan?" Sheng Jingmin frowned and asked the nursing staff.

The paramedic said, "he said he was a friend of your son."

Where does Xiaoyan have friends.

Sheng Jingmin frowned slightly.

A moment later, he walked forward and stood in front of the little boy.

The little boy was still looking at him, only because he was approaching, the little boy had to raise his head higher to see him clearly.

Sheng Jingmin saw a trace of doubt in his little boy's eyes.

Sheng Jingmin asked, "do you know me?"

The little boy stared at him and looked at him for a moment. After a while, he asked tentatively, "I know uncle bo Uncle? "

Sure enough.

However, Sheng Jingmin was a little surprised. On the day of the fireworks show, people came and went, and the sky was dark. Such a small child could still remember people for such a long time. His eyesight was pretty good.

Sheng Jingmin asked, "do you know Sheng Qingyan?"

Liang Xiaoyi tightly pursed his lips and frowned.

Sheng Jingmin picked an eyebrow: "I am the father of Sheng Qingyan."

Liang Xiaoyi also heard his conversation with the nursing staff just now and knew that he was really Xiaoyan's brother's father.

At the same time, Liang Xiaoyi hesitated, stood up, bowed politely, and said, "Hello, uncle, I'm Xiaoyi, a friend of Xiaoyan's brother."

Sheng Jingmin naturally saw the reluctance on his face and thought of the day of the fireworks show. It seemed that since Celia had attacked Liang qiange, the child had never given their family a good face.

It's a grudge.

"How do you know each other?" Sheng Jingmin asked.

"We met on the Internet, we are like-minded friends, we all like to play chess," Liang said with a straight face

Chess?

This said, Sheng Jingmin is to think of what.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "the kid in kindergarten?"

Liang Xiaoyi didn't know how Sheng Qingyan talked to his family, but he was in kindergarten and said, "yes."

Sheng Jingmin smiles: "the world is small."

Looking around again, he asked, "how did you get here? From Bo Xiushen

Liang Xiaoyi didn't want to talk to him, but because of his tutoring, he replied: "I came with an aunt."

This man knew his mother, and his family had hurt her. Liang Xiaoyi couldn't tell the truth about his relationship with his mother. Few people knew about it. He couldn't give people a handle.

Aunt?

Sheng Jingmin thought of Liang qiange. At the fireworks show that day, the child seemed to like Liang qiange very much.

However, children, adults are willing to spend time coax, it is easy to win their favor, not surprising.

During the whole day, the child had a close relationship with Bo Xiushen's father. Sheng Jingmin guessed that he might be the son of Bo Xiushen's father.

"What about her?" Sheng Jingmin asked.

"We didn't bring a gift for visiting the doctor. She went to the gas station over there to buy it," Liang said

Sheng Jingmin said: "it pays attention to etiquette."

Liang Xiaoyi took a look at him: "China is a country of etiquette, and Chinese people attach great importance to etiquette."

Sheng Jingmin did not expect him to say so.

He said, "Xiaoyan is on the second floor. I'll take you up first."

Liang Xiaoyi shakes his head: "I wait for her to come back."

Sheng Jingmin is taking time to come here today. He has to rush back for a meeting in the afternoon.

He looked up at his watch and said, "Ward 208 on the second floor."

"Good," Liang said in a hard way

Sheng Jingmin takes another look at the child and walks into the elevator with a paper bag.

When Sheng Jingmin entered the ward on the second floor, he saw Sheng Qingyan sitting on the bed and staring out of the window in a daze.

He gently opened the door of the ward, the subtle sound, attracted the attention of people in bed.

Sheng Qingyan turned his head and saw his father with a heartfelt smile: "Dad."

Sheng Jingmin walked in. He put the paper bag in his hand on the bedside table, took two books out of it, and said, "just published, as soon as it's on the shelf, I'll ask the Secretary to buy it."

Sheng Qingyan took over the two books, both of which are related to chess. One is an autobiography of the last Asian chess champion, and the other is a summary of the organizational journals of this year's Asian Chess Association.

Sheng Qingyan cherishes touching the cover of the page with his thin palm.

Sheng Jingmin said: "nurses can only see if they agree. They can't watch all the time. They should have more rest."

"I..." Sheng Qing said what he wanted to say, but at last he stopped, swallowing the words he wanted to say and nodding his head difficultly: "I know."Sheng Jingmin raised his hand and touched his head. His white sewing hat wrapped his head tightly. Sheng Jingmin could only touch Sheng Qingyan's skull, but not a trace of hair.

There's no hair in the hat.

The sequelae of chemotherapy.

"Say something happy, Xiao Yan. You have friends coming to see you."

Sheng Qing speech a Leng, blankly raised his head: "friend?"

Sheng Jingmin said, "that kid."

Sheng Qingyan: "children?"

Sheng Jingmin said: "the one in kindergarten, he is downstairs."

“？？？” Sheng Qingyan was stunned at first, and then asked inconceivably, "little translator?"

Sheng Jingmin recalled it and said, "he said his name is Xiaoyi."

Voice just fell, saw the son on the hospital bed suddenly lifted the quilt, struggling to get out of bed.

Sheng Jingmin was startled. He pressed him and asked, "what are you doing?"

Sheng Qingyan because of the action is too big, with a sharp pain in his back. He covers his back and reluctantly says, "I want to go, I want to go..."

"Lie down." Sheng Jingmin said in a sharp voice: "people are downstairs. They will come up immediately. What else do you want to do? Lie down

"Dad..."

"Lie down."

Sheng Qingyan did not dare to fight with his father after all. He went back to sleep hard, and Sheng Jingmin bent down to cover his quilt.

After a long time, Liang qiange came back with a big bag of things.

Liang Xiaoyi returned the bag to her mother, took some of the things in her mother's hand, signed at the front desk, and followed the nursing staff into the elevator.

Because they are not immediate relatives, they need the consent of the patient to visit the patient.

In the elevator, Liang Xiaoyi thought of the uncle just now and looked at his mother who was calling. He hesitated and said, "Mom."

Liang qiange didn't notice that she was still talking to Chunjin.

Liang Xiaoyi sighed and did not shout again.

In ten minutes, he saw Xiaoyan's brother and left. They would not have any intersection with that uncle.

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on the second floor, the nursing staff knocked on the door, and Liang Xiaoyi was waiting outside the door.

He heard the paramedics give his name and ask brother Xiaoyan in the ward.

Then he heard Xiao Yan's excited voice: "let him in, let him in."

Liang Xiaoyi's unhappy mood was cured by this sentence.

Liang Xiaoyi opened the door and went in. He immediately heard Xiaoyan's elder brother shouting: "Xiao Yi!"

Liang Xiaoyi saw brother Xiaoyan on the hospital bed. He was thin and pale. He frowned. Compared with the last video, Xiaoyan really lost too much weight.

It seems that the treatment effect is not significant.

Liang Xiaoyi is a man with a clear distinction between public and private affairs. He doesn't like brother Xiaoyan's father, but he and brother Xiaoyan are friends. Moreover, Xiaoyan's situation does not look very good.

After all, he still kept up his spirits, laughed and said, "brother Xiaoyan, I've come to visit you. I've been sending you messages before, but you didn't return me, so I came by myself, didn't disturb you?"

Sheng Qingyan was so excited that she shivered: "don't disturb me. I won't disturb you at all. I'll come here and let me see you!"

Liang Xiaoyi went over, put the fruit on the bedside table, and said, "I also brought other gifts. I asked the doctor about these fruits. He said that if the nutritionist allows you to eat them, and..." Speaking of this, he suddenly turned his head. Seeing that there was no one behind him, he called out to the door of the ward: "aunt Liang, what about other things?"

Liang qiange just hung up the phone and heard her son's voice. As she walked in, she said angrily, "Stinky boy, what's your name? Have a seed again..."

Before the words fell, she suddenly saw Sheng Jingmin beside the hospital bed.

Sheng Jingmin also at this time and Liang qiange hit a face, a moment, he narrowed his eyes.