Chapter 89: When I think that Chen Jingshen is still in this world, I feel that I can still live on.

In the afternoon, Chen Jingshen took a leave of absence, and they went to the Third Hospital in Nancheng together.

This is one of the oldest hospitals in the south city, with outdated technology, obsolete medical equipment, and a very touching environment. People living in the neighborhood would come here for minor ailments and pains, but for major illnesses, they would basically travel thousands of miles to other hospitals for treatment.

Outside the ward that the nurse told him about, Yu Fan saw the mottled and yellowed hospital walls, touched the arm of the person next to him, pointed to the bench outside the ward, and said parenthetically, "Sit here and wait for me. Don't run around."

Chen Jingshen thought for a moment, it seemed more appropriate not to follow him in. He hmmmed, "Call me if you need anything."

"What could it be."

That's what I said. But when Yu Fan's hand reaches the door handle, he pauses for a few seconds before pulling it open.

Inside the ward, the doctor happened to be checking in.

"How do you feel today ...... with a ventilator is more difficult, endure, overcome." Seeing the person in the hospital bed slowly shaking his head, the doctor turned his head and asked the person behind him in a low voice, "A few days, the family has not been contacted?"

The nurse said, "Trust the public security department to help, contacted, contacted two, both said that in the next few days to find time to come over ......"

Just as the words fell, the door creaked open, and the next moment, the person who had been dying on the bed suddenly hissed out a few muffled, unrecognizable voices.

The doctor immediately understood that it was the family coming.

"Is it Yu Kaiming's family?" The nurse asked busily.

The tall, thin man swept a cold glance at the man on the bed, like he was looking at some vile ant, then turned his head, "Yes."

The nurse thought she was mistaken by the look on his face, and froze for a moment when he admitted it. She took out the book to confirm: "Is it his ...... son?"

"Uh-huh."

"......"

The doctor said, "Let's go out, and I'll tell you about him?"

"No, you can say it here." Yu Fan said.

The doctor paused and then deliberated, "The patient's situation is now more complicated, or ......"

"How long will he live?" Yu Fan asked, "No more than a year?"

"......"

Yu Kaiming opened his eyes wide and cursed vaguely at Yu Fan: "Bastard, pig and dog ...... worse than ......"

At this point, the doctor finally understood the relationship between this father and son. The doctor has been in this business for many years and has seen everything. Moreover, according to the patient's self-report, this patient knew that he had cancer when he was in prison, and because he had no one to take care of him outside and had no income, he didn't apply for medical parole and dragged his feet until he was released from prison.

So there's nothing to hide in front of the patient.

There were no other patients in this ward around, and the doctor replied with discretion, "Not really, if they are well-conditioned, they can definitely buy more time. Right now we are two options, one is to go home to recuperate and properly condition the patient to keep him in a good mood; the other is to stay in the hospital to receive treatment, but the treatment process may be a bit harder, and the results may not necessarily be good."

Yu Fan drops his eyes in thought for a moment, then nods, "Thank you, I'll discuss it with him."

"OK. Then come back to the office and see me if there's anything else."

There were only two people left in the hospital room.

Yu Fan looked around, pulled a chair and sat down at the end of Yu Kaiming's bed, crossing his legs and looking askance at the person in the hospital bed.

Yu Fan did not visit Yu Kaiming once while he was serving his sentence.

Six years have passed, and Yu Kaiming is now skinny, with high cheekbones and a gaunt face, except for the deep hatred in his eyes.

Yu Fan suddenly remembered, this morning he received a phone call from the police, the other side told him Yu Kaiming was trying to buy bulk gasoline, but could not give the relevant certificate, so he and the boss argued, in the fight on the way to a sudden brain attack before being sent to the hospital.

Yu Fan has not bothered to count what Yu Kaiming took the gasoline for, may be want to burn who, may be want to burn that old house ...... Anyway, now the person lying here, terminal cancer plus sudden brain attack, Yu Kaiming is now difficult to move freely again.

"Take your pick." After a moment of silent scowling, Yu Fan spoke up, "Want to be picked up by me and taken home, or do you want to hang around here for a couple months?"

Yu Kaiming was visibly stunned for a moment, spitting out words with great difficulty as he was on a ventilator, "You ...... take me, home?"

"You've worked so hard to raise me for so many years, and now that you've got half your leg in the dirt, of course I'm going to care."

Yu Kaiming looked at him dumbfounded, astonished, puzzled, and then he reacted that it was probably his current appearance that had stirred Yu Fan's sympathy. That's right, after all, they are father and son, although their relationship has not been good, but their blood is connected, when it comes to the last moment, Yu Fan will not ignore him.

Yu Kaiming's heart was raging, and in the next instant, tears were about to come to his eyes -

"I'll be sure to repay you when we get home. Like you used to do for me and my mom."

His son sat in the warm winter light and smiled icily at him.

The window left a crack, and a few wisps of cold wind blew in, icy cold to the bone. Yu Kaiming's eyelids instantly drooped, leaving only the cheap tears in his eyes.

Screw bloodlines, the son of an evil man is naturally evil.

"Roll." Yu Kaiming wanted to take something and smash it over, smashing him until he bled out, preferably lying beside himself. Unfortunately, his head was so foggy and weak at the moment that even cursing was not a deterrent.

"Want to stay at the hospital?" Yu Fan asked.

Yu Kaiming closed his eyes, unwilling to speak again, he could clearly feel his heart beating faster due to his exasperation, and his breathing was a bit unregulated.

"OK," Yu Fan got up, "Don't worry, I will renew the hospital's fee on time, until the day you die."

"......"

"But hurry up, I don't have much money right now, in case I can't renew my medical bills someday-"

"Roll! I'll, let you ......"

Yu Kaiming couldn't stand it any longer and opened his eyes to curse, only to find that Yu Fan had already put the chair back in its original position and walked over to him.

Yu Fan curled his fingers and touched the machine tube beside him, skimming his head and dropping his eyes in curiosity, "Yu Kaiming, this thing, what happens if I pull it out at night while you're asleep?"

Yu Kaiming breathed raggedly, "You, dare not, you kill, then you, have to ...... die with me."

"I don't dare?" Yu Fan looked like he heard a joke, "Yu Kaiming, if you think I don't dare, what did you pee your pants for six years ago."

"......"

Yu Kaiming looked at him with his face full of horror and his eyes red.

But Yu Fan just laughed. Yu Kaiming searched hard in his memory, realizing that the total number of Yu Fan's smiles he had seen in his life didn't seem to add up to what he saw today.

No, maybe Yu Fan laughed happily when he was a kid, when he was still working well, not gambling, not drinking, and Yu Fan wasn't quite able to walk yet, and used to come into his arms crookedly, showing his two new front teeth, his plump little hand resting on his arm ......

Obviously, he was even in a chaotic state of consciousness these days, but at this moment, he remembered certain images from more than twenty years ago.

Yu Kaiming loosened his brow in fear, his expression fierce for a moment, bewildered for a moment, I don't know how long, he was just about to say something ......

Just heard the last words his son ever said to him in his life.

"Live well, right here in this bed. Live until you can't stand to die yourself, or until I can't sleep one night."

-

Yu Fan came out with a sigh of relief as his shoulders collapsed. It was as if the weight on his body had finally been completely lifted, and his heart, brain, and limbs were all filled with strength.

Maybe that's the joy of being an asshole.

He turned his head, ready to lead his boyfriend home. Instead, he realized that the children on the bench who looked like they were waiting for their parents were looking at themselves in fear, while his boyfriend had gotten up and turned his head toward the outside.

Yu Fan: "?"

Yu Fan wanted to follow him, but Yu Guang glanced at the passing nurse and remembered that he hadn't paid the medical bill yet. He called out, "Chen Jingshen?"

"I'll wait for you outside." Chen Jingshen did not return his head, only coldly leaving a sentence.

Yu Fan stared inexplicably at his back until the nurse opened her mouth to ask him, and then he turned his head.

"Medical bills?" That nurse froze for a moment and flipped through the book in her hand, "Oh, the medical bills for bed 44 have already been paid."

"Someone paid?" Yu Fan was stunned, "Who?"

"That's unknown, and it's a three-month payment in one fell swoop."

Until Yu Fan walked out of the hospital, he couldn't figure out who helped Yu Kaiming pay for his medical bills. Cancer medicine is so expensive that Yu Kaiming's friends couldn't have paid for it, charities couldn't have cared for someone like him who had just been released from prison, and distant relatives couldn't wait to get away from him. ......

Yu Fan looked at his little Audi parked in the white snowy landscape waiting for him and decided not to think about it. It was none of his business who it was.

Opening the door and getting in, Yu Fan buckled his seatbelt and glanced at Chen Jingshen.

Chen Jingshen did not look at him, his chin slightly raised, silent, stepped on the gas and drove out.

Yu Fan: "?"

Yu Fan leaned back against the chair cushion, his eyelids straining with the person next to him.

He used to think that Chen Jingshen usually had the same expression in everything he did and in every emotion, and he couldn't see his joys and sorrows. But at this moment, if you put any person in front of Chen Jingshen, I am afraid you can tell that this person is putting on a bad face.

But what's Chen Jingshen doing making a face for no reason?

Yu Fan stares out the window at the snowy landscape for a moment in thought, not feeling like he's done anything excessive today.

Forget it. Yu Fan thought with a cold face, love to swing it, somehow, master is not accustomed to you.

A few minutes later, Yu Fan turned his head with his arms wrapped around him and called out expressionlessly, "Chen Jingshen."

"Uh-huh." Chen Jingshen responded very faintly.

"What are you mad about?"

"No."

"......"

The car stopped at a congested stoplight. Feeling the fierce and somewhat anxious eyes of the person next to him, Chen Jingshen lazily rested his hand on the gear lever and looked at him with a biased face.

"I was just wondering when you were going to go?"

"Where to?" Yu Fan didn't understand.

"Pull Yu Kaiming's pipe."

"......"

Yu Fan realized afterward that the walls of that hospital were like a layer of torn paper, and almost everything he and Yu Kaiming had said had been heard by the people sitting outside the door.

Yu Fan immediately said, "I didn't intend to go, I just scared him. Am I crazy to die with him?"

"Scared him just now." Chen Jingshen repeated, "What about six years ago."

Yu Fan froze for a moment and looked at him quietly.

"You thought about dying with him six years ago, didn't you?" Chen Jingshen asked.

Until the red light turned green did not get an answer. Chen Jingshen Turned back his face, his throat slipped, suddenly felt that the car was a little difficult to breathe, his fingers lightly buttoned the button, the window slightly left a slit, the cold air continued to pour in.

The atmosphere was as depressing as ice. Chen Jingshen put his hands on the steering wheel and felt a wave of fear like a blunt knife.

Snow traffic jam, they moved in the traffic like a tortoise, to a certain intersection is even more motionless, even the red light is twice the usual number of seconds. Chen Jingshen scanned the navigation, intending to find a road without traffic jam to pull over for a while, he may not be suitable for driving now.

The back of his hand on the gear lever was suddenly touched and his fingers were slowly pried up and held.

Yu Fan kept his hands in his pockets, the hot body heat coming through his palms.

"It was thought of." Yu Fan said.

Chen Jingshen pursed his lips with no expression, the hand holding the steering wheel blanched, and then his hand was clasped even harder.

"But it was soon gone, and I was ...... thinking of you."

"Decided to leave at that point though, couldn't keep talking to you though."

Yu Fan bowed his head and lowered his eyes, his tone smooth and dull, "But when I think of you, I don't want to die."

Later on, too, I went to a strange city and was tortured by debt collection and schoolwork. When I went to an unfamiliar city, I was tortured by debt collection and schoolwork, and lived alone, at first I felt that my life was meaningless, but when I thought that Chen Jingshen was still in the world, I felt that I could go on living. It was not until I started working that this thought was slowly eroded by my busy life.

Within seconds of saying it Yu Fan closed his eyes in embarrassment. Damn, this is too fucking mushy, is he crazy to say this kind of shit? Just say I don't want to die and be done with it. ......

The car in front of him finally started to move, and Yu Fan immediately let go of his hand, "Anyway, don't think too much, I'm normal now. Drive your car."

Chen Jingshen didn't say anything, just reached the intersection and suddenly turned the corner.

Yu Fan was awkwardly lost in thought out of the window, until the car pulled over to the side of the road and stopped, the crisp sound of unbuckling his seatbelt came from beside him, and he twisted his head in wonder, "Chen Jingshen, stop here and do it ......"

The back of his neck was caught unawares by someone's grip and pushed forward. Chen Jingshen leaned over, ignoring the half-open window and the constant stream of pedestrians on the street, holding his face and kissing him.