Chapter 1229: Nono in the hospital (8)

Shen Youran hesitated for a moment and started the engine to keep up.
Outside the ward.
Shen Youran looked through the glass above the door and looked at Jinuo playing with Ji Shaoheng clapping his palms.
He was wearing a small sick gown, and his hair was cut a lot, his face was not as ruddy as usual, and he seemed to be thinner.
Xie Suling was sitting on the side, tears secretly.
Shen Youran looked at it for a long time, and was silent for a long time: "What happened to Nono?"
Ji Jinchuan leaned against the wall next to her, with a layer of sadness lingering on her eyebrows, and her soft voice was almost inaudible.
"leukemia."
As if there was a thunder struck the sky, she exploded above Shen Youran's head, and she looked at him incredulously.
"The final inspection has come out. If he can find the right bone marrow, he can live. If he can't, he can only have three years..." In the last sentence, Ji Jinchuan didn't go on.
The news was too shocking and the impact was too great. Shen Youran's head buzzed, her ears seemed deaf, and she could not hear anything around her.
The three words leukemia, like aftertones, echoed over and over in her mind.
It took a long time for her to react, grabbing Ji Jinchuan's arm, her voice choked with hoarse voice: "Why is this... haven't you taken care of him all these years? He's still so young... how is this..."
The corridors of the VIP ward were very quiet, and at night, her sharp voice alarmed the people in the ward.
Jinuo did not recognize the voice as Shen Youran: "Second Uncle, it's so noisy outside."
Ji Shaoheng touched his head and gave him a glass of water: "I'll check it out, you drink some saliva first."
Ji Shaoheng walked over, opened the door of the ward, and saw Shen Youran clutching Ji Jinchuan's clothes. The expression on his face was angry, and there was a faint redness in the corner of his eyes.
Seeing Ji Shaoheng standing still, Jinuo shouted loudly, "Second Uncle, what's wrong?"
Ji Shaoheng closed the door of the ward, adjusted his emotions, and made Yan Yan laugh: "It's okay, just a family member of a patient."
"Oh." Zino held the water glass, his face melancholy.
Seeing him like this, Xie Suling felt distressed and stepped forward to sit down by the bed and hugged him in his arms: "Noble, what's wrong?"
Zino raised her small face and twisted her fingers: "Grandma, when can I go home? When can I go to school?"
Seeing him asking this question, Xie Suling couldn't hold back, and tears came down the corners of her eyes. She leaned her head to wipe it off.
Ji Shaoheng quickly stepped forward and hugged him, put it on his lap, and said softly, "I miss your classmates?"
Zino nodded: "I don't like the hospital, I don't want to stay here, I want to go to school to play with my classmates, I just made a new friend a few days ago."
Ji Shaoheng patiently coaxed him: "You can go to school in a few days."
Hearing his words, Zino's little face had a trace of loss, and he asked, "Can't it be tomorrow?"
Ji Shaoheng shook his head gently.
Zino's dark eyes looked at him: "Did I get sick?"
The little guy is savvy, Ji Shaoheng is afraid of what he finds, and his tone is the same: "You also heard from the nurse and sister today, this is a routine physical examination, because there are several results that have to wait a few days, so this paragraph Time is still in the hospital, the second uncle will come with you every day, you will stay here obediently and be a good child."
Zino grabbed his hand rubbing his hair and grunted, "Uncle, don't break my hairstyle."
Ji Shaoheng laughed with a sneer and smoothed his hair: "Well, I'll fix it for you, and I've changed back to the little boy."