Chapter 45: Brother and dad, who do you want 15

Song Mingxuan had been standing by his bed. He smiled when he heard this sentence and asked him, "Do you love Dad?"
Su Jinzhi immediately answered: "Love! I love Dad the most!"
Number one said, "You didn't say that just now."
Su Jinzhi lied: "I'm lying in bed right now, how can I take the bed seriously? You can just listen."
Number One is indifferent: "Oh."
Song Mingxuan didn't know what Su Jinzhi was saying with No.1, he just smiled and kissed Su Jinzhi again, murmured against his lips: "Daddy loves you too, you need to get better, dad can't live without you"
The man's voice carried pain and fragility that he didn't even know. Su Jinzhi shivered and looked at the half of the potion left in the bottle, shifting the topic and saying, "Daddy, have you finished my homework?"
"No." Song Mingxuan touched his head. "You're all sick, how dad still have the mood to write homework?"
Su Jinzhi asked him again, "What should I do when I start school?"
Song Mingxuan said, "Don't worry, Dad will take you abroad for a holiday tomorrow and will not return to class."
"Will I not take the college entrance exam?"
"If you are ill, come back to participate. If you are not good, you will not take the test. My father will support you." Song Mingxuan raised his hand gently and kissed his fingertips. You buy it, you don't need an exam, anyway, my father has money. "
Alas, listen to this tone, it is not the same with local tyrants.
Su Jinzhi reasonably dropped out of school, but it was a pity that he could not see his two friends at school before leaving, but when boarding the plane, Lu Yuqi and Yan Mao both came to the airport to see him off.
Su Jinzhi was sitting in a wheelchair with a bottle of glucose water hanging from his arm.
He can't eat now, he has no appetite to eat, and the color of his right hand vein is very dark, which is the sequelae of chemotherapy.
Lu Yuqi only glanced, and her eyes became red: "Song Jinzhi, you have to go abroad to treat your illness well. You promised me to come to my birthday party."
Yan Yan also sniffed and handed the bag carrying Su Jinzhi to him: "We also brought you your book, review it carefully, remember to come back and take the college entrance examination."
"If only my dad could take the college entrance examination for me," Su Jin muttered, staring at the book in that schoolbag. "I don't ask for more. It's enough for my dad to help me take one."
Yan Yan immediately glared at him: "If you were not sick, I would like to hit you now."
Su Jinzhi smiled: "Wait until I come back."
Don't overdo Yan Yan, his eyes are a little red: "This is what you said, don't talk about it."
Su Jinzhi agreed: "Well."
Yan Yan turned back to stare at him fiercely, with a bad tone: "I'm serious! The liar will swallow a thousand crickets!"
Lying down! This is too vicious, right?
Su Jinzhi stared at him in astonishment.
Yan Zheng came over and patted his shoulder again, with a gentle force, as if afraid to smash him: "So you must come back."
After almost saying goodbye, Song Mingxuan came over to push his wheelchair, Lu Yuqi kept wiping tears, Yan Yan was crying worse than him.
Su Jinzhi looked at him with a little smile and made Song Mingxuan stop. He wanted to say a few words to Yan Zheng again.
Yan Yan asked with red eyes, "What are you going to say?"
"Do you know why I am sick?" One of Su Jin's faces was mysterious.
Seeing him so serious, Yan Yan lowered his voice and asked, "Why?"
Su Jinzhi said: "Because my cake is poisonous, you are finished."
Yan Yan looked dull.
Su Jinzhi quickly instructed Song Mingxuan to push him away.
Yan Yan shouted from a distance: "Song Jinzhi-I must beat you when you come back-!"
Song Mingxuan pushed the wheelchair quickly, and Su Jinzhi laughed back to Yan Yan ha ha ha who could not catch up, but smiled and smiled, he suddenly felt that his eyes were also sore, hot and astringent.
He looked at the airport avenue, and Song Mingxuan blinked as he pushed the shadow of his walking, dissipating the wetness in his eyes.
How painful the chemotherapy process is, people who have never experienced it may never know.
This method of killing cancer cells by chemical drugs is better said to be a treatment method, and more uncomfortable is to use poison to attack the poison-killing one thousand enemies will cause 800 damage. So there is a saying that the more chemotherapy you do, the faster you die, but if you do n’t do it, you will die more painfully.
When I was on the plane, Su Jinzhi was still able to talk and laugh with Song Mingxuan. After 7 to 8 hours of flight time, the effects of the hormones given to him during chemotherapy began to diminish. The pain of speaking reappeared, sweeping his entire body.
So when getting off the plane, Su Jinzhi was almost hugged by Song Mingxuan.
So that Song Mingxuan can make a great move to a foreign country so far, Su Jinzhi knows that he must be ill and blind. If it was not for the existence of the love of the living system, I am afraid he would have died now.
After arriving at the hospital, Song Mingxuan went to the doctors to discuss treatment options, and Su Jinzhi opened his eyes after he went out. He had been pretending to sleep just now. Maybe it's that his complexion is really not good. Song Mingxuan didn't find that he didn't fall asleep at all.
But in fact, Su Jinzhi himself didn't know whether he was asleep or awake now. He was in pain all over, his limbs were weak, and his spirit and body were desperately desperate for sleep, but there was still a trace of clarity in his mind, allowing him to Clearly feel every pain from the body, from the end of life.
Song Mingxuan brought him here in the alternate season of spring and summer. The air was warm but not hot, and a thick quilt covered every inch of his skin. However, Su Jinzhi still felt cold, as if he was in the severe winter. Deeply buried by the blizzard brought by the storm.
Suddenly, Su Jinzhi thought he was dead.
He saw the snow-white walls and the indistinct white figure in front of him. He seemed to be in this world and returned to the place where he died in the beginning-he died alone in that hospital in Westport.
But if he really died, he wouldn't be cold or hurt.
Some people want to die and end their long and painful life, but they have a reason to live; some people want to live and continue their short and beautiful moment, but they are on the verge of death, and every breath is An extravagance.
It turned out to be so difficult.
Perhaps the spirit was really wrecked to the extreme by pain, unable to support his sobriety, and Su Jinzhi's vagueness seemed to have fallen asleep. When he woke up, his body was not so painful.
Song Mingxuan was still not in the room. He still had a hose needle inserted on the back of his hand, but now he didn't hang the medicine bottle. I think it was Song Mingxuan who gave him some medicine while he was sleeping to relieve his pain and not pull it out. The hose needle may be because the infusion will be continued later.
Opening his eyes on the back of his hands, Su Jinzhi sat up from the bed. Just such an action, he was tired, his heart beat fast, his breathing was short, and he felt dizzy and dying.
But he knew that this was just one of the trivial consequences of chemotherapy.
Next, he will face symptoms such as hair loss, loss of appetite, nausea and vomiting, or he will lose weight quickly within a month. During this period, he could not get sick because of the decline of white blood cells, and even the common cold could cause serious lung infections. Later, the chemotherapeutic agent would kill the cancer cells in his body and kill the nerves of other organs at the same time. Cells, if not noticed, can cause organ failure.
Another organ failure, Su Jinzhi cursed secretly.
There is no mechanical organ in the world for him to replace. Although No. 1 said that he would not die, what if he had a real organ failure?
Sitting on the bed, Su Jinzhi looked around and found where the toilet was. However, he had no strength to get out of bed. Although he wanted to pee, he was afraid of falling in the toilet. Fortunately, Song Mingxuan came in at this time.
He saw him sitting on the bed, facing the direction of the bathroom, and suddenly understood what he wanted to do.
"Want to go to the bathroom?"
Song Mingxuan walked towards him with a smile, and Su Jinzhi reached out and hugged his waist, and murmured "um".
"Dad takes you."
Song Mingxuan immediately held him horizontally, walked towards the bathroom, helped him to take off his pants and put them on the toilet.
Su Jinzhi said, "Dad, I just want to pee."
Song Mingxuan said, "It's okay to sit and pee."
"I want to pee while standing!" Su Jinzhi insisted on peeing while standing.
Song Mingxuan was okay, so he had to help him up again, hug his waist with one hand, and pinch his little sister with the other, saying "Hush!"
Su Jinzhi: ""
Su Jinzhi succumbed to the sick and weak, and out shamefully. Song Mingxuan shook the soft little thing twice, and then took a wet piece of paper and wiped it carefully.
It must not have been so particular when it comes to peacetime, but Su Jinzhi knows Song Mingxuan to prevent his bacterial infection. Neutrophil phagocytopenia caused by white blood cell decline during chemotherapy will greatly reduce the patient's anti-infective ability, causing the infection to occur in any part of the body. The mouth, lungs and urethra are the three most vulnerable areas.
One accidentally he will die from a bacterial infection.
So after peeing, Song Mingxuan took him to wash his hands.
There is no mirror in this bathroom.
auzw.com Su Jinzhi couldn't see what he was like now. He reached into the pool and Song Mingxuan poured a lot of disinfection water and grabbed his hand back and forth . After washing it with water, wipe a little vaseline Emollient just held him .
Song Mingxuan also lay with him, this bed is large enough for two people to sleep.
"Is the body still painful?" Song Mingxuan reached in from the bottom of his clothes and gently rubbed Su Jinzhi's belly.
His hands were very hot, and Su Jinzhi rubbed him so comfortably, he couldn't help humming twice: "No pain, rub it there again."
Song Mingxuan smiled: "Then we will finish the porridge, shall we take the medicine?"
Su Jinzhi's eyes brightened: "Can I eat?"
"Ok."
Su Jinzhi sighed again: "Well, unfortunately I can only drink porridge."
Song Mingxuan touched his head, but took a hand but brought a handful of hair, his motion was delayed, and then he threw the hair into the trash can beside the bed without any trace: "Wait for you, what do you want I'll find someone to do it for you. "
"Dad, you are so kind to me." Su Jinzhi said holding his waist.
Song Mingxuan also held him back, his voice was very low: "Because my father has only you a baby."
Su Jinzhi actually has no appetite now, but in order not to disappoint Song Mingxuan, he worked hard to control himself not to spit out the porridge and took the medicine obediently.
Sure enough, after watching him do all this, the sorrow of Song Mingxuan's eyes really decreased. He kissed Su Jinzhi with a smile, bit the red of the teenager's bloodless lips, and said, "Sleep, and tomorrow, dad will take you to the ranch to play."
Su Jinzhi also looked up and kissed the man's jaw: "Dad, good night, I love you."
"Good night, I love you too."
However, Su Jinzhi didn't fall asleep. He slept too much during the day. Even though his body was not as painful as in the morning, he couldn't fall asleep. Song Mingxuan, who was holding him, fell asleep. Su Jinzhi lay in his arms, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat, and sighed softly as he held his strength tightly.
No. 1 suddenly said, "Can't sleep?"
"Number One? Are you there?" Su Jinzhi was surprised. "Shouldn't you be off work at this point?"
Number one said: "I'm on the night shift today."
"Do you still work shifts?"
"Yes, Lord Host!" The answer was zero.
"I'm off work. Brother No.1 is on duty. I'll invite you to eat strawberry cake tomorrow." No.0 said to No.1, "Goodbye host."
No. 1 responded, "Well, okay."
Su Jinzhi: "?????"
"When can you eat?" Su Jinzhi asked No. 1.
Number one replied: "A day ago."
No wonder he and Song Mingxuan did not respond to Ai Ai Yi No. 1, but he was still a bit strange: "Aren't you ai? How can you still eat?"
"I don't know how to explain to you that someone donated us a batch of robots that the Earth eliminated in the ephemeris around 2500. I lived after Zero and I broke the firewall program."
"The ephemeris is 2500 years old?" Su Jinzhi marveled. "Those are antiques."
"Ok."
Su Jinzhi asked again: "Why do you use antique robots, hasn't the Galaxy Federation made several bionics in recent years? I remember one of Oliver's designs was very good."
Before he died, these bionics were very hot, especially the works of the star mechanic Oliver, each of which can be fired to sky-high prices.
The mechanical sound of No. 1 suddenly brought some anger: "Just blame him! After you died, he designed some robots, which is said to be able to generate autonomous consciousness. I and Zero are worried that the autonomous consciousness generated by those robots will be generated after living in Swallowed, so I can only live with antique robots. "
Su Jinzhi was totally unconvinced by what it said: "How could a robot have an autonomous consciousness? Isn't there a restriction of three rules? This is impossible."
One asked him: "Do you know what happened when you died from the ephemeris 3000 to 3500?"
"Of course I know! It happened--"
Su Jinzhi just wanted to answer, but suddenly found that he could memorize most of the interstellar history before the ephemeris 3000 years ago, but after 3,000 years, his mind was blank, and he couldn't remember anything, he could only vaguely remember that the earth was destroyed Only one of his diplomats remained on the earth. After he became ill, he went to the β68 seat Maxing Naxigang for treatment and died.
"I remember a major event in the ephemeris for 3000 years," Su Jinzhi said abruptly, "but I can't remember what happened."
"You have been sleeping too long," Number One said.
Su Jinzhi didn't care much: "How long can I sleep? Am I not getting up on time every day?"
No. 1 finally said, "You have been sleeping a long time, really long."
Su Jinzhi slept in the middle of the night, and the next day, Song Mingxuan took him to a ranch named Sang Fuluo to play.
There are ponies and soft white sheep in the ranch. Su Jinzhi wanted to go up and touch two of them, but unfortunately he could only sit in a wheelchair and had no strength to walk by himself.
Song Mingxuan took him to a wooden house deep in the ranch and said that it was a wooden house. In fact, it can be called a villa, with everything from electrical appliances to furniture, which perfectly combined retro and modern.
After he and Song Mingxuan entered the room, the medical staff and bodyguards who followed them began to set up tents outside, and some even went to the first floor of the wooden house to install some basic first-aid equipment.
Su Jinzhi was held by Song Mingxuan on the second floor sofa near the window, handed a glass of fresh pear juice, and left, saying he was going to get something to show him.
One of Su Jin stayed on the sofa, took a pillow, hugged his arms and looked out the window, and saw a sea of ​​golden flowers—behind the wooden house, there was an endless sunflower flower garden.
As soon as the wind blew, it rose up with golden petals, swaying gently in the direction of the sun, wrapped in a full of love and looking towards her beloved light.
Legend has it that Sunflower dropped her head because she was carrying too much love.
This is full of glorious and splendid flowers, but it has such a beautiful legend.
Su Jinzhi could see God, Song Mingxuan sat next to him in a large wooden box: "What are you looking at?"
"Dad, why are there so many sunflowers here?" Su Jinzhi asked Song Mingxuan pointing at the sea of ​​flowers outside the window, "Did you plant them?"
Song Mingxuan glanced and smiled: "Yeah, I planted it for you."
He asked again, "Does it look good?"
"Good-looking." Su Jinzhi finished, suddenly remembering the aliens outside of the earth called this flower, and asked Song Mingxuan, "Dad, do you know the other name of the sunflower?"
Song Mingxuan thought for a while: "Chaoyang flower?"
"No," Su Jinzhi said, "called Ri'anhua."
"Rhyan flower?"
Su Jinzhi nodded: "Yes."
"It also has another legend that when two people in love separated, if one planted a Japanese flower for another, then every day will be sunny until they meet again, and these flowers will replace the one that left. People, say "good morning" to another person in the early morning, so this flower is called Ri'an flower. "
Song Mingxuan smiled: "Hua will not speak. If they are separated for too long, it will not be sunny every day."
"Dad, what are you doing so seriously? This is just a legend."
"Stop talking about it, Dad shows you something." Song Mingxuan put him in his arms and held his hand to open the wooden box.
The wooden box was very old, but there was no dust on the box surface, and there was no strange smell in the box. At first glance, it was carefully kept. It contained some pine cones, several albums and some small toys. Su Jinzhi opened the album. The first page was a man and a woman he didn't know.
"This is your biological father and mother." Song Mingxuan grabbed his hand and kissed, said softly in his ear, "In fact, I was going to bring you here after graduating. Dad repaired you a lot in the ranch. Toys, but not repaired yet. "
Su Jinzhi breathed a little, turned over a new page of album, pretending to say indifferently: "It's okay to play now, and my dad will play with me."
At the back of the album is a picture of his body mother hugging him as a child. Occasionally his father appears, and in the second half of the album, it becomes a picture of him alone, from three to eighteen. There are several photos every year.
Su Jinzhi asked Song Mingxuan: "Dad, why isn't you in this album?"
"This is a photo album of you and your parents. How can I be in it?" Song Mingxuan squeezed his nose.
"Also, what my father sees may be trying to kill Dad you." Su Jinzhi broke away and took a sigh of revenge. "Dad, let's start making a photo album with only two of us."
Song Mingxuan looked at him, his eyes seemed to be covered by the suddenly swollen water vapor at that moment, but soon disappeared again, he replied gently, "OK."
That evening, Song Mingxuan fed him after drinking porridge and taking medicine, and then took him to the sea of ​​sunflowers behind the cabin to take pictures.
After walking into the sea of ​​flowers, Su Jinzhi discovered that sunflowers are also scented, but only to get closer to smell them, those faint aromas poured into my mind with every breath, like a gentle hand stripping away all the pain from his body, Only stay will stay comfortably.
The setting sun not far renders the whole sky into the beautiful warm colors, and borders the sunflowers on the horizon, forming a continuous and endless piece, without seeing the end and the beginning.
Like the twilight of the gods falling, charming and a little bit sad.