MTL - The Decade of Deep Love-Chapter 48

Chapter 48

Zhang Jingwen suddenly flashed through the bottle and jar on the shelf of Jiang Wenxu's house, and stunned a thin cold sweat: "Wen Xu, I went to your house to find you, no matter where you are now, go back immediately!"

Jiang Wenxu’s strange and unpredictable foreboding rushed over him. He even felt his legs soft when he stood up. He knew that some things were in the face, but he couldn’t tell where it was wrong. Every cell in the body Calling him, they are screaming - you don't want to go back!

When Jiang Wenxu arrived home, Jingwen had already waited outside. He was only a thin cashmere sweater, and he looked very anxious.

"How come you come back?" Zhang Jingwen frowned.

Jiang Wenxu took out the key and opened the door: "What do you think of?"

Zhang Jingwen ignored him and walked into the study room quickly. The bottles were still there. He Zhishu did not take them away.

Jingwen looked at the bottle one by one. Some special medicines were really difficult to recognize when they were unpacked. He was not the same professional as Ai Ziyu. It is really laborious to see those colorful tablets.

Originally, I wanted to take a few drugs to do a drug test, but when I saw a bottle of medicine inside, Zhang Jingwen’s pupil slammed hard. He reached out and took the bottle and poured the medicine into the hand. He looked carefully. He This medicine is also known for it, the sulfur bird tablets, the special medicine for treating blood cancer. The last time I was in a hurry, I didn’t see it clearly.

Jiang Wenxu stood silently behind him. Zhang Jingwen slowly turned back, watching his eyes have sympathy, anger, and there are some grief that seems to be confusing and flustered in Jiang Wenxu's eyes.

Zhang Jingwen thought of the paleness and thinness of the last He Zhishu, and thought of his coagulation disorder. He thought of the gentle eyes and smiles of He Zhishu when he often went to Jiang Wenxu's house for a few years. Jingwen shook his head and chuckled: "I really regret that when I first saw you with a good-looking boy, I didn't slap a slap in the cold and cold things."

Jiang Wenxu’s heart was smashed by the invisible power. He stepped forward and his voice was not angry. He simply asked: “What happened?”

"Do you love He Zhishu?"

"Of course." Jiang Wenxu did not hesitate to answer.

Zhang Jingwen suddenly rushed up and gave him a punch. His teeth were tightly bitten. In recent years, there have been very few things that can force him to make such a big fire: "Do you love him? You love a fart! You love him and go out!" You love him, he can't see his physical and mental state getting worse and worse! If you love him, you can be mad at him!"

Jiang Wenxu couldn't refute it, but Zhang Jingwen suddenly annoyed and accused him of annoyed. When he was out of control, his IQ was zero: "What do you know about our family?! I just play, and I don't want him!"

"Jiang Wenxu! You are so shameless!" Zhang Jingwen did not move, his tone was gentle, cold and ridiculous: "When you go out to play, he may be unable to get up in the bone marrow puncture pain. You suspect that he and the doctor are not clear." When he was white, he might have finished chemotherapy and barely went home. On that day, you had a remorse and affection for him. Then you know that he is not awake and he is not willing to take off his clothes. Is it because the hands are pinholes? And cyan!"

Jiang Wenxu has noticed that things are starting to rush toward an uncontrollable level, and a chill is frozen from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. He was there, the guilty guilty of the previous support was gone, and the troubled child was as confused: "...you... what are you talking about?"

Jingwen sneered, but there was a little trace of crystal in his eyes: "This time you don't want you to know." Without taking medicine, the head is not back.

"What the **** is he!" Jiang Wenxu screamed, but his voice was a trembling fear.

"Blood cancer... I don't know how long it has been."

"Don't make trouble with me, I haven't provoked you recently. It's OK, even if the book is not in the ceremony, it is also the part of both of us." Jiang Wenxu's tone is soft, so he laughs easily: "I know Wrong, I am sorry for him, I will change, you should not scare me with these."

Jiang Wenxu is like a drowning man, staring at the life-saving straw in Jingwen's hand, as if Zhang Jingwen can admit that all this is fake, he can have a chance.

"Have you ever seen his nosebleed? Have you seen anything he can't eat? Have you seen his low fever and burnout? Can you admit it now? Will you be stupid? You can fool yourself. ?"

Simply, the word is hearty.