In Ping An Hospital, in a white ward somewhere, Yang Qing, who had just parted from Li Chang, was sitting on a chair next to the hospital bed, holding a knife in her hand and peeling an apple. She looked at the little boy on the bed with a smile. The little boy looked like

He was only five or six years old, and he tried his best to look at Yang Qing with his big, childlike eyes.

The little boy's body does not look very good. His face is pale and colorless. A solid quilt under his waist supports the little boy's body so that he does not lie down for a long time. He wears a blue hat on his head.

, the corners of the hat were not completely covered, and a trace of reflection could be seen vaguely. This little boy actually had a bald head.

"Sister, are the orchids in the yard blooming?" the little boy asked weakly to Yang Qing. He looked very weak. He had obviously rested all morning, but not long after he woke up, he felt that his eyelids had become heavier and heavier.

"It's blooming, what's the matter? Do you want to see orchids, A Luo? You need to get better soon, A Luo. The orchids in the yard are blooming so beautifully." Yang Qing threw the peeled apple peel aside.

In the garbage basket, he cut the apple in his hand into small pieces of apple flesh, took out a wooden skewer from the glove box, inserted a piece of pulp, and put it into the little boy's mouth.

"Well, A Luo really wants to see orchids, but I can't see any orchids outside the window of my room, and the doctor doesn't allow A Luo to go out now."

"Sister, A Luo is very obedient, isn't he? A Luo is a good boy, right? If the doctor uncle doesn't let A Luo go out, A Luo won't go out." The little boy smiled weakly and showed a big smile to Yang Qing.

It made Yang Qing's heart ache slightly.

"Yes, A Luo is the best-behaved. A Luo is the best-behaved child that my sister has ever seen. A Luo, when you get better, how about my sister go out with you to see orchids?" Yang Qing looked at the little boy's longing eyes.

With big eyes filled with praise and affirmation, he reached out and gently touched the little boy's forehead.

"I'm not just looking at orchids in the hospital yard. My sister knows that there is a sea of ​​orchids in City

Blue, so beautiful." Yang Qing said with a slight smile.

"Yes." The little boy nodded vigorously. This simple action seemed to exhaust all the little boy's strength. Yang Qing watched as the little boy's upper eyelids began to droop.

"Are you tired, A Luo? My sister has put the peeled fruit pulp on the table for you. Remember to eat it when A Luo wakes up."

"Aluo, have a good rest. Sister will come see you next time." Yang Qing saw the little boy's tired look and walked forward. She held the little boy upright with one hand and held the little boy's back with the other.

She took out the quilt she was leaning on. When Yang Qing supported the little boy's body, she felt a weight as light as tissue paper in her palms. Yang Qing couldn't help but tremble in her heart. The little boy was already so weak.

Has it reached the point?

"A Luo is already a good boy. Why, dad, haven't you come back to see A Luo yet?" When Yang Qing carefully covered the little boy's quilt with corners and corners, and was about to get up and leave, she vaguely heard the little boy's quilt.

At the boy's voice, Yang Qing thought that the little boy had woken up again and had something to say to her. She turned around and saw that the little boy's eyes had already been closed.

He has fallen asleep.

"Aluo." Yang Qing murmured as she looked at the little boy who kept talking in his sleep even in his sleep.

"Ms. Yang, I'm really sorry to trouble you, but you will take time to see A Luo every week."

"Ms. Yang, you don't know. A Luo is a shy kid and is too embarrassed to say that. A Luo likes you. He is very happy when he sees you every Wednesday. Every time after you leave, A Luo has to talk to me.

Miss Yang." Outside the ward, a young woman in her mid-thirties came to the ward carrying a bucket of tempered insulators. When she saw Yang Qing who had just come out of the ward, the young woman said with gratitude on her face.

"Sister Tang, don't say that. It's not troublesome. A Luo is so good. In fact, I also like A Luo very much. The first time I came to the hospital to volunteer, I met A Luo. In fact, it was between me and A Luo.

What a fate." Yang Qing said with a smile.

"Miss Yang is really a kind-hearted person. I wonder which young man will be lucky enough to marry Miss Yang in the future." Sister Tang said with a smile.

"By the way, Sister Tang, there's something that I can ask without permission?" Yang Qing remembered what Ronaldinho had just said in his sleep, hesitated for a moment, and then brought it up.

"What's wrong?" Sister Tang asked doubtfully.

"It's like this. Just after Ronaldinho fell asleep, I heard him talking in his sleep. Ronaldinho seemed to be calling his father. I've been here so many times, but it seems that I have never seen Ronaldinho's father. He

?" Yang Qing said softly.

"I'm sorry, Sister Tang. If it's inconvenient, you can pretend that I didn't ask." Yang Qing noticed that when she mentioned A Luo's father, Sister Tang's face suddenly became gloomy, and she waved her hands quickly.

"It doesn't matter. Miss Yang is so good to my A Luo. If she knows some things, it doesn't matter."

"A Luo, his father is... gone." Sister Tang showed a hint of sadness on her face, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said to Yang Qing with a smile.

"Ah? I don't know. I'm sorry, Sister Tang, for bringing up your sadness again." Yang Qing looked at Sister Tang apologetically. Yang Qing looked at the sadness that could not be concealed in Sister Tang's eyes, and secretly cursed her mouth for being like that.

Come on, I can't hold my words back, and I brought up Sister Tang's sad story again.

"It doesn't matter. In fact, I also know that Xiao Luo... misses his father very much. But, Miss Yang, you have also seen that A Luo's body is already like this. I am afraid that he will not be able to withstand this blow, so I

I have always kept this secret from him, and A Luo still doesn’t know about it.”

"Aluo is very sensible. When he asked me where my father was for the first time, he saw that I was in a bad mood, and then he never mentioned his father to me again. But how could I not know that he missed his father very much?

The thing is, every time after falling asleep, Ronaldinho is talking about his father, this silly boy." Sister Tang looked at the sleeping little boy in the room through the glass on the ward door, and smiled slightly.

There is a hint of bitterness hidden inside.

"Ms. Yang, there is something I can ask you for." Sister Tang glanced at Yang Qing next to her with a look of regret on her face, and said softly.

"What's the matter? Sister Tang, tell me." Yang Qing asked.

"I would like to ask Miss Yang, can you come here and spend more time with Ronaldinho? Ronaldinho... doesn't have much time." When Sister Tang said the last thing, she covered her mouth with one hand.

The tears couldn't stop flowing.

"What! Ronaldinho? Sister Tang?" Yang Qing heard Sister Tang's words and looked at her in shock. Looking at the grief on Sister Tang's face, Yang Qing turned to look at the little boy in the hospital bed, feeling a little sad in her heart.

Congestion.

Yang Qing has been volunteering in this hospital for more than a year. The little boy A Luo is the first person she takes care of. Even when the volunteer data was matched, the doctor responsible for allocating volunteers reminded herself that the patient she matched was not in good condition.

It was too optimistic, but Yang Qing did not expect that this day would come so early and so suddenly.

"He... is still so young." Yang Qing looked at the little boy on the hospital bed, feeling a little uncomfortable and disappointed.

A Luo is still so young and has not yet fully come into contact with this world. His life has not yet begun, so he is about to leave. In fact, in the past few months, Xiao Luo has become increasingly weak and falls asleep from time to time.

Yang Qing had already discovered that Ronaldinho's condition was very bad, and was vaguely aware of this moment. However, when the day was about to come, Yang Qing found that she still couldn't accept it.

"I understand. During this period, I will come here when there are no classes." Yang Qing nodded.

"Thank you so much, Miss Yang, for everything you did to Ronaldinho." Sister Tang bowed to Yang Qing, and Yang Qing quickly dodged away.

"Oh, Sister Tang, what are you doing? Don't do this. This is what I should do." Yang Qing stepped forward to help Sister Tang up and said urgently.

"Then it's settled, I'll go back today and come back tomorrow." Yang Qing took one last look at the little boy in the ward and said to Sister Tang.
Chapter completed!