Wan Changsheng took over the matter in one go, and accompanied Rong for three days with three friends.

Accompany Xu Chaohui to finish the first chemotherapy.

That special medicine takes seven hours of infusion at a time, but it is indeed so magical. After a few hours, the swelling and pain on Xu Chaohui's body significantly reduced, and even the difficulty of breathing he said disappeared.

Then there is chemotherapy.

There is no vomiting, no fever, and no other discomfort. The physical condition of young people still plays a significant role at this time. Many people start to have strong side effects from taking medication, and some even cannot tolerate side effects and stop taking medication.

But Xu Chaohui forced himself over this time, and there was no longer the decadence of sighing.

Even every time I see Wan Changsheng and others waiting outside, I will squeeze out a smile.

Of course, Ma Zhenyu took photos quickly.

Wan Changsheng and the others stayed here, but in fact they mainly accompanied Xu Chaohui to paint.

This is the effect that Wan Changsheng experienced when Fisheryan was lying in the hospital due to poisoning.

It seems that there is something in the darkness of fate. The two apprentices walked into the hospital in different ways, and they both picked up their brushes to treat their own hearts.

Starting the next day, Ma Zhenyu bought some painting tools, and Wan Changsheng began to take the lead in guiding Xu Chaohui to use all the time other than treatment to draw.

Whether it is painting the ward, the buildings outside the window, or the others who are reluctant to draw, or even drawing avatars with Xu's mother as a model, Xu Chaohui can experience what Wan Changsheng said and immerse himself in it!

When the pain strikes, it can even take away attention and reduce the pain like Guan Gong scrapes his bones and plays chess and reads.

The girl from the oil painting department even began to teach Xu Chaohui how to paint the abstract colors, just like the kind of thoughts and thoughts that Fisherman once painted. Now that he has a certain foundation in painting, Xu Chaohui can of course start to try to express the spiritual world he thinks about!

When I was so tormented, I stared at the ceiling almost every night without sleep, trying to accuse God of injustice.

Now Xu Chaohui is actually thinking about drawing something with his eyes open!

After receiving Wan Changsheng and others took turns to guide him, they communicated with him and discussed it purely, discussing the techniques and techniques of artistic painting.

During these three days, rather than saying that Xu Chaohui was undergoing chemotherapy, he was thinking about how to draw every day when he faced the unbearable pain of chemotherapy that ordinary people could not bear!

The vitality that can be seen in the naked eye erupted from Xu Chaohui's eyes.

Every time I return to the ward from the treatment department, even if I feel sweaty and painful, I rush to draw something I have just thought about.

It felt like Wan Changsheng was polishing a match, litting Xu Chaohui's fire of life. Even if he was burning his own life at this moment, he began to come.

The most bizarre one is probably the doctor and nurse.

Originally, the chief physician contacted by Ma Zhenyu and the art candidates, he did come to see the situation and also advised him to pay attention to and take good care of him.

But in fact, the doctor and nurse who came into contact with him quickly noticed the patient who drew every day.

The attitude has changed more significantly. From time to time, I would come over to talk about painting and encourage Xu Chaohui to draw while treating, and the disease will definitely be cured.

We also leave WeChat and treatment suggestions, and pay attention to communication at any time.

They didn't dare to say this to others casually before.

From the perspective of doctors and nurses, they face so many patients every day, so they don’t have so much time to devote themselves to their full affection. There is still a high possibility that they will be in a reversal of the doctor-patient conflict.

Most medical staff are just in the real world, slowly being cooled down and becoming hard.

Wan Changsheng saw that it was almost time to say goodbye. Xu Chaohui had been hanging on his shoulders all the time and accompanied him to the gate downstairs of the inpatient department. When he parted, he cried loudly: "I will survive! Wan Wan, please tell all the brothers and sisters that I will survive! I will paint desperately and be with you for the rest of my life!"

Both of the two friends covered their mouths hard from behind and stopped crying.

There are so many unfortunate things in the world, so many unfortunate people, and so many unfortunate families.

Only by truly facing such a cliff of life can you know how lucky it is to be able to live healthy.

Ma Zhenyu pushed the wheelchair and followed behind, silently recording with the camera.

Wan Changsheng hugged his disciples. He was two years younger than him and hugged Xu Chaohui like a brother and whispered: "The same old saying is that when a person dies, he dies silently. It is still a matter of memorable things to leave for this world. It is all in our mind. In fact, my greatest hope is that since you can use painting to save your willpower, don't give up the June college entrance examination. Isn't God unfair? Just fight it to the end! I applied for you to retain your academic status. Even if you die, people will drag it to the examination room!"

After saying this, Xu Chaohui's originally weak body trembled, as if he had been given a dose of a heart-strengthening injection. The body that was destroyed by the disease was finally completely activated. He hugged Wan Changsheng's waist fiercely and shouted in a muffled voice: "Yes! Just fight it to the end! Master! I must fight it to the end!"

To be honest, from the day he became a disciple of Wan Changsheng, Xu Chaohui jokingly called his master a few times, and at this moment he finally felt sincere.

Wan Changsheng still said the same thing, patted Xu Chaohui on the shoulder: "Don't worry about medical expenses, I'll pay you in advance. You must live well, and then try your best to make a name for yourself and return it to me!"

After saying that, he left.

Xu Chaohui looked at the four figures gradually moving away and finally saw a friendship, a loyalty, and a love of life and death.

So real, so pure, and so flawless.

He stood by the gate and bowed deeply, then faced his mother who was holding a wheelchair and cried, and instead pulled her sleeves to help wipe her tears: "Mom, it's okay, you see, I have such a good master, such a good friend, such a good group of people, I must have decades to live, otherwise I'm sorry to these friends, let's go, sell my house first, it's not enough, my master will put it on me anyway. As long as I survive, everything is easy to say, I won't believe it!"

The arrogance polished from the bones of academic masters finally filled the backbone.

On the off-road vehicle on the return trip, I was a little silent again.

Wan Changsheng suggested: "Let's go to Ningzhou to see the art candidates. Anyway, we will go back to Jiangzhou for three hours. We will have a meal in the middle. We will also thank all the students for their donation and help, and explain Lao Xu's situation to everyone, so that everyone will not worry."

The three of them had no objection, and the girl also gave them tissues to everyone: "I think it's very touched. I really didn't expect that our paintings would have such a powerful effect."

Ma Zhenyu also sighed: "I said the hospital should cooperate with us and meet patients who have lost their desire to survive and ask us to train and draw! This is the power of art!"

Wan Changsheng thought: "Human nature will pursue beauty. The more he falls into the abyss of despair, the more he yearns for light. These can effectively arouse vitality and become more nostalgic for this world, right?"

The boy admired him again: "You helped Lao Xu pay for money, and your family has no objection?"

Wan Changsheng smiled: "Actually, he has a share of money himself. Don't forget that this year's training materials have started to be sold. There are his style paintings. I guess from the second half of the year, I may have to take a few people out for a tour. I hope that some of you can understand the tricks of this kind of training materials. We can also make money in the future. Now they are all earned by the gold medal lecturer team. We can only have our own financial freedom, right? I want to set up such a medical accident insurance fund for Damei Society in the future."

Everyone suddenly realized something.

After returning to Ningzhou, Wan Changsheng asked Jia Huanhuan to arrange dinner in advance, and called Fisheryan to the table. He analyzed the entire situation at the dinner table. He hoped that in the future, the intensive college entrance examination class here would welcome Xu Chaohui back to take the college entrance examination together with an encouragement and care attitude, and he would also take advantage of Xu Chaohui's life disaster and warn everyone to cherish their healthy body.

A girl with glasses who had irrational behavior silently nodded and admitted her mistake: "Tonight... I will tell her again to my parents, I'm wrong. People can't even want to have a healthy body. I don't cherish it yet, and I will never do such stupid things again."

Wan Changsheng smiled and patted the female apprentice's shoulder: "Okay, it's good to know it. Political Commissar Ma, please show Yanzi the photo of Lao Xu. Really, Xu Chaohui's desire to win is awakened by painting. You can also promote it to everyone. Art should always cultivate sentiment..."

Fisheryan was a little shocking: "So thin..."

Jia Huanhuan also looked at it, but she only glanced at Wan Changsheng and didn't say anything.

Fisheryan asked, "Why don't you tell me?"

Wan Changsheng is already quietly cultivating his apprentice: "There are exactly two months left. You are leading everyone and you are subtly influencing everyone, especially if Lao Xu can come back, most of the time you are going to control the situation, you can do it..."

Sure enough, when I met with the art candidates after dinner, Wan Changsheng simply reported the situation and thanked everyone for their concern and help. But the most important thing at the moment is the college entrance examination. Don’t be emotionally fluctuating because of Xu Chaohui’s affairs. Focusing on the college entrance examination is the king.

He always thinks about everyone bit by bit from the details, so that these enthusiastic young people will not be emotionally turbulent.

This led to Ma Zhenyu's repeated voices on the way back to Jiangzhou: "Yeah, you are the political commissar, forget it, you are the general, or I will be the political commissar. You female apprentice will definitely be amazing in the future. It's a pity that when you go to Qingmei in the future, you will fly a kite as far away. If you follow Shumei, you will definitely become your left arm and right arm."

Wan Changsheng despised him: "Go to Qingmei after taking the exam, go there with the ability!"

The other two friends finally laughed, and it seemed that they knew Ma Zhenyu's trick to find Shumei.

But I was quietly sighing in the group that I felt very happy to be able to be in such a team and under the leadership of Wan Changsheng.

The girl also vividly described Wan Changsheng's look of hugging Xu Chaohui and saying goodbye.

After Ma Zhenyu discovered it, of course, he secretly combined the photos he took and the short videos.

Wan Changsheng, who was driving, must have not noticed this.

In the group of Damei Club, thousands of chat records rolled in every day, so how could he read it?

However, Ma Zhenyu's words came true. After experiencing chemotherapy, Xu Chaohui stood up again, but actually gave up Qingmei, who could earn bonuses, and chose to apply for the Chinese Painting Department of Shuchuan Academy of Fine Arts in the college entrance examination.

In his own words, "This life was given by the master, of course we must follow his steps steadily..."
Chapter completed!