Chapter 31: I Like You Very Much, Zhishu! (1/2)

Translator: Ruriko

Wenxu Jiang seemed to stop playing around. In Zhishu’s eyes, at least Wenxu Jiang knew to go home; he went to work on time and came back home no matter how late it was.

Zhishu's illness situation was the same as before. It was not good, but it did not deteriorate. It was not until he went to the hospital several times that he found that Dr. Ai had been avoiding him. Zhishu did not think much about the change of his doctor in charge, since he thought Ziyu Ai was too busy. However, Zhishu understood something until he saw Ziyu Ai come out of the office but pretended he hadn't seen Zhishu.

Zhishu didn’t understand the change of his attitude completely. In his impression, Dr. Ai always took good care of him. The two people could be regarded as friends, but why did Dr. Ai suddenly turn a cold shoulder to Zhishu? Zhishu was not particularly sensitive to the sophistication of human feelings, and this was very baffling.

Zhishu continued to come to the hospital for chemotherapy, which was the third time that he had done, and there was no one being with him.

The process of treatment was extraordinarily long and painful so that later in Zhishu’s memory, the winter was long and the wind seemed never to stop; except the gray sky, all he could see was the snow-white walls of the hospital.

It took him more than ten minutes to get up after the chemotherapy. He walked against the wall and his pale face matched the snow-white wall. He looked haggard and lonely with the skinny body.

The nausea caused by headache and the sequelae of chemotherapy blurred his dull eyes. He couldn't hold on anymore so he squatted down slowly and waited to get through his dizziness. After a long time, Zhishu came to himself and noticed there was someone in front of him. What leaped to the eyes was a pair of pure deerskin shoes with soft soles, followed by straight trousers, white coat and a very handsome face.

”Come to my office and rest for a while?” Ziyu Ai's brown pupils were gentle. There was a sense of inexplicable sadness in his eyes.

Zhishu bit his lip and wanted to stand up, but it was too hard. Ziyu Ai did not help him with restraint as usual. He directly carried Zhishu into his arms.

”Doctor!” Zhishu was shocked and gave a short cry.

Ziyu Ai did not wrinkle his brow but marched forward. He might feel Zhishu’s embarrassment and shouted twice, ”Emergency!” The look in eyes of the patients around changed from doubt to understanding.

The layout of the lounge remained unchanged, but the quilts that had not been sunned recently were a little damp.

”Thank you, doctor,” Zhishu hadn’t calmed down, and there was some redness brought by hypoxia on his face.