sinovels Chapter 24
Chapter 24
When I arrived at the hospital, I found that it was a big battle.
All the members of the Meng family arrived, even Chen Hongxin who had just finished his boxed lunch after working overtime was called back urgently.
Once Meng Chu fell ill, such a grand scene often appeared.
Although it is meaningless to have so many people, it may be able to set off the status of the group favorite.
It is said that Meng Chu fainted suddenly in the painting class.
"Are you okay?" Chen Hongxin asked calmly, trying to pretend to be nervous, but because the social animals were too exhausted, he didn't have the energy to pretend to be worried at all, so he just put on a bad show.
To be honest, he wasn't too worried about Meng Chu having such a problem. After all, the Meng family's financial resources were there, and now that he was relying on himself for everything, Meng Yunjie couldn't bring him any benefits, and he didn't even bother to curry favor with the big house.
Meng Jinyan and Meng Jiao stood together, looking at Meng Zhenhua and his son in the distance, and said, "I don't know."
"I hope it's okay." The social animal blessed without emotion.
According to the results of the examination, Meng Chu originally suffered from congenital aplastic anemia, and nothing happened after taking good care of him. However, due to emotional anxiety and staying up late during this period, he needed a blood transfusion.
Everyone turned their attention to Meng Jiao in unison.
As long as he was in the hospital, Meng Jiao was tacitly not a person, but a blood bag.
Directly attack Jiangzhi's blood drawing operation. If the hospital's blood bank happens to be out of blood or not enough, there must be a tragic cannon fodder to sacrifice. Don't ask, it is the illogical standard of the ancient bloody text.
Meng Jiao slightly raised his eyebrows.
It doesn't matter whether he has a low sense of morality or he doesn't care about his body, in fact, he has long expected such a day.
In his previous life, when he was bankrupt and so poor that he couldn't afford to eat, he also wanted to sell blood, but he was afraid of getting sick.
Meng Jiao intends to use the spirit of battle to negotiate the terms.
"Got it." Meng Yunjie seemed to know the doctor very well.
"Is it still the same as before?" the doctor asked.
Meng Yunjie replied: "Yes."
The doctor went to Meng Jiao and called "Second Young Master".
"Wait, why are you looking for Ajiao?" Meng Zhenhua didn't understand their operation, he had just been relieved because of his little grandson's body, but he couldn't understand what they were going to do next.
Chen Hongxin kept his mouth tightly shut, looked at the sky and the ground, looked at the chair but didn't look at the old man, the hairs all over his body were standing on end, and he yelled for him to run.
Meng Zhenhua was abroad when Meng Chu became ill and needed a blood transfusion, so Meng Zhenhua never knew that Meng Jiao and Meng Chu had the same blood type, and would donate blood to Meng Chu when necessary.
There was a dead silence, and the doctor stumbled and said, "I need the blood of the second young master."
The old man has experienced so many things, one sentence can naturally connect the cause and effect.
"Isn't the blood from the blood bank enough? Why do you need a child's blood?" Meng Zhenhua asked in a deep voice.
Unexpectedly, Meng Zhenhua would speak out suddenly, Meng Yunjie was stunned for a moment, and explained: "Xiao Chu's blood type is rare, and I can't find a match for a while, just like Xiao Jiao."
Meng Zhenhua was also full of doubts: "It's not like he's going to die soon. The Meng family has a big business. You earn so much money for nothing. Wouldn't it be enough to contact a few more hospitals and transfer them?"
Meng Yunjie still had an elegant and smiling appearance, as if he was giving science to the ignorant old man: "It's just a little blood, Xiaojiao has done this before, there is no major problem, and he will be fine soon. After all, Xiaochu's illness is more important. "
Meng Zhenhua knew that the eldest son doted on Meng Chu, but he really didn't see the same way of doting as the feudal remnants.
It's not the first time, it's happened before.
"Are you crazy? Do you think I'm deaf? The doctor said it very clearly, it's just an acute attack, not serious, and it's just a short-term blood transfusion. There are so many hospitals in City A. Do you insist on your nephew donating blood?"
Meng Yunjie seemed very helpless, and sighed: "Why don't you ask Xiaojiao if he is willing?"
He looked at Meng Jiao with a smile, the corners of his mouth and eyes were curved upwards, but they were inexplicably stiff and terrifying, like a well-trained puppet.
Originally, I was willing, but seeing the old man defending himself so much, I didn't want to.
Meng Jiao's emotions were a little weak, but it didn't mean that he was a wolf-hearted man who failed the old man's concern for him, and Meng Yunjie's expression that he felt that the old man was making trouble for no reason made people get angry.
Before Meng Jiao could answer, the old man pulled him behind him and prevented Meng Jiao from showing up, and acted as the main output force himself: "Ask him? Isn't it moral kidnapping if you ask him in front of him now?"
"Dad, why are you quarreling with me over such a trivial matter? We raise Xiaojiao. To put it bluntly, it doesn't matter if he repays us a little." Meng Yunjie pressed his temple with a headache.
Little things?
Meng Chu's illness is also a trivial matter, why must Meng Jiao be involved.
Don't listen to Meng Yunjie's polite tone, but he is too clear about the subtext of this son, raising Meng Jiao is not because of family affection at all, what do they think of Meng Jiao.
At first, he just thought that Meng Jiao and the Meng family were not close, and that it had nothing to do with each other. There was a lot of fate between people, and it was fine to stay under the same roof without fate and maintain the most basic manners.
They didn't expect that they were already so high that they could regard their relatives as an object, a means, to fulfill their deeply moved father-son relationship.
"Your money also came from me. I can support him, and I don't need you to pretend." The veins on Meng Zhenhua's forehead were a little swollen.
I have long known that this son is not human, but this is the first time I have seen such a beast!
After taking a deep breath, he turned his head and asked the other party: "Meng Chu, do you want Meng Jiao to donate blood to you?"
Meng Chu had been pale since the confrontation between Meng Yunjie and Meng Zhenhua, but now he shrank back as if frightened by Meng Zhenhua, and hid behind Meng Yunjie's suit.
It seemed that he didn't understand how Meng Zhenhua would come to him suddenly.
In the brief silence, hearing Meng Zhenhua's heavy breathing, he said hesitantly:
"It was Ajiao before, so it's safer."
Meng Zhenhua looked at the pure Meng Chu in disbelief.
It turned out that there was a little beast here.
The perplexity and anger that swept over his brain seemed to oppress his vision, and the two people on the opposite side changed from a human form to a distorted existence like a ghost.
"Grandpa." Meng Jiao's expression changed.
Meng Zhenhua's eyes went dark, and he staggered and fell over.
As soon as Meng Jiao caught it, everyone was in a hurry due to the old man's accident, and Meng Yunjie was comforting the panic-stricken Meng Chu in his peripheral vision.
At night, the hospital's lights were pale and dim, and Meng Jiao stood there expressionless, like a beautiful but fragile sculpture.
Meng Jinyan stood in front of him, and his hand briefly touched Meng Jiao, but after only a few seconds of contact, Meng Jiao felt strange cold sweat dripping from his palm.
"Are you cold?" Meng Jiao asked.
"Are you okay?" Meng Jinyan also asked.
Meng Jiao was always bright and clear, and he didn't fit in with the hospital. The broken feeling he felt there just now made him terrified.
The old man only fainted due to high blood pressure for a while. After the blood pressure drops, there will be no serious problems. He is currently undergoing infusion and oxygen infusion for observation.
Meng Chu and Meng Yunjie naturally stayed together, and Chen Hongxin wanted to follow, but seeing Meng Jiao's face was too ugly, he was afraid that he would bring bad luck to Meng Jiao by coming, so he silently stayed far away from them, letting Meng Jiao call him for something.
Meng Jinyan stayed with him all the time.
Meng Jiao leaned his head against the wall, his Adam's apple and clavicle were particularly prominent, exquisite and aggressive, he opened his eyes and met his gaze, with a mocking expression on his face: "Aren't you going to see Meng Chu?"
Meng Jinyan felt stabbed inexplicably.
Meng Jiao found a stool closest to him and sat down. He seemed extremely tired, or didn't want to see him, and slowly closed his eyes: "I said, we have always been different people, you should take care of Meng Chu gone."
The meaning of his Meng Jinyan's existence is Meng Chu, which is a fact recognized by everyone.
Meng Yunjie's glance ahead was already a hidden warning, just because he didn't put Meng Chu first in everything, he should also take care of Meng Chu.
Meng Jinyan stayed where he was, and the body temperature belonging to Meng Jiao in the palm of his hand evaporated quickly. He didn't look at Meng Jiao again, and left with his head down.
There seemed to be a clock hanging above his head, and Meng Jiao could hear the subtle sound of the second hand and minute hand ticking, and the heart in his chest gradually closed and resonated.
He regards wearing books as a second life, but it is somewhat less serious than the previous life.Because he always felt that when he left the surrounding environment and all the content related to the original work, that would be the real start of his new life.
But the moment Meng Zhenhua protected him, he knew everything had changed.
Okay, the Meng family managed to piss him off.
Meng Jiao opened her eyes and opened the chat box with Tu Ge in the chat software. The last message was still Tu Ge and him complaining.
[It’s so annoying, I’ve blocked Meng Chu, but he can’t stand him buying a draft and pushing it to my homepage, where he posts every day on Weibo about his motivation and struggle for the competition. I’d like to see what he can draw in the end]
Meng Jiao replied: [Throw me a link to the Venice Painting Competition]
Then let's start with Meng Chu.
The author says:
Enter v in the next chapter, the update should be at midnight tonight, but I am rushing to ddl these two days, so there is no [-]D update in the next chapter, I will make it up later! !Thank you for your support! ! ! (to fingers) (bow) (twitch) (twist)
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