The fireworks are not over yet, but Jiang Zhao is no longer in the mood to continue watching.
He pressed the lip line slightly, directed Xiaohu to contact the driver, then looked at Xiao Siye: "I have to go first."
It was rare for Jiang Zhao to feel a little bit guilty. Xiao Si also spent a lot of effort, looking for a location and borrowing a key, so that he could see the fireworks at such a favorable time and place, but he had to leave early .
Xiao Si also pondered for a few seconds: "Are you going to the hospital?"
"Well, although it's inconvenient," Jiang Zhao took out the mask from his pocket, "but I have to go and see what's going on."
Xiao Si also nodded: "Then let's go."
Jiang Zhao glanced at him in amazement: "Are you going too?"
Xiao Si also looked at him: "Do you know how public hospitals find wards?"
Jiang Zhao: "..."
The pampered Young Master Jiang really doesn't know how to do it.
Xiao Si curled his lips unobtrusively: "Then take me away."
It wasn't until he got into the nanny car with Xiao Si that Jiang Zhao suddenly remembered that even if he couldn't, Xiaohu could, so why did he have to follow him
But Xiao Si also got into the car, and he couldn't kick this person off.
He had no choice but to threaten nonchalantly: "If the two of us are photographed entering the hospital together, maybe we will be arranged by the marketing account."
Xiao Si also had a very calm expression: "Then trouble your PR department."
Jiang Zhao: "?"
Xiao Si also sighed: "After all, my innocence has been entrusted to you, you have to be responsible, boss."
What he was talking about was obviously a matter of a maintenance contract, but both the driver and Xiaohu couldn't help but tremble, and looked at Jiang Zhao in awe.
Jiang Zhao: "..."
He pressed the root of the mountain, and for the first time began to doubt whether it was a mistake that he took care of Xiao Siye.
However, being ridiculed by Xiao Si like this, he felt a lot more relaxed.
He exhaled and said, "Xiaoqiu's father has uremia and has to go for dialysis every week. There is a shortage of kidney sources in China, and it took us two or three years to find a matching kidney source."
"I was able to have a transplant operation in the next year, but now there is a problem," Jiang Zhao frowned. "He has been absent-minded recently, probably because of this. But he never told me."
Xiao Si also understood that Zuo Xiaoqiu must have felt that he owed Jiang Zhao on this matter.
Now that there is a problem, even Jiang Zhao may not be able to solve it, he really can't open his mouth to ask Jiang Zhao to help him again.
"What are you embarrassed to say?" Jiang Zhao was so angry that his teeth itch, "I am not an outsider. I have been in love for so many years. Can I help?"
Xiao Si also looked at him, and after a while, he patted the back of his hand lightly: "It's because of our love for so many years."
That's why I dare not ask friends for help again and again. If the number of times is too high, no amount of love will be wiped out.
Of course Jiang Zhao also understood this, he took a deep breath, and under the comfort of Xiao Siye, he managed to suppress the anger in his heart.
The nanny car drove into the parking lot of the inpatient department of the hospital, and Jiang Zhao changed the coat he wore during the performance into the simplest sports coat. Xiao Si also came in a hurry, he only sent a message to his manager and then ran away with Jiang Zhao. At this time, he could only borrow Xiaohu's new coat to cover his coquettish performance costume.
Jiang Zhao originally wanted to lend another coat of his own to Xiao Siye, but the difference in height between 1.88 meters and 1.9 meters was very small. cut.
Jiang Zhao had no choice but to stuff his coat back into the car angrily.
"I heard," Xiao Si also changed his clothes, and said slowly, "There are also people with extraordinary talents, who can grow taller at the age of thirty."
Jiang Zhao: "..."
Jiang Zhao looked at him deeply: "You better shut up."
—
Hospital corridor.
Zuo Xiaoqiu held the thermos, greeted the passing nurses politely, and then walked into his father's ward.
The best ward in a public hospital is a double room. At this time, the other bed is empty, and only Zuo father is lying on the bed, with an infusion tube attached to his arm.
Zuo Xiaoqiu skillfully put the thermos bottle at the foot of the bed, opened the stainless steel cabinet, took out a small bowl and a bag of milk, poured hot water, and put the milk in the small bowl to warm.
Father Zuo barely opened his eyes, glanced at the milk he just put down, and turned his head: "I won't drink it."
"The doctor said to add more protein," Zuo Xiaoqiu said, "Dad, did you miss dinner again? Sister Chen said that when she brought you here, there was no fire at home."
Father Zuo closed his eyes: "I'm a dying person, isn't everything I eat and drink a waste?"
Zuo Xiaoqiu was quiet for a few seconds, and said: "I ordered a low-fat meal just now, I came back from leave and didn't cook for you."
"You came here on leave?" Zuo's father immediately turned to look at him, but his thin figure supported a very loud scolding, "Are you trying to piss me off! You finally have such a good boss, so Good job, why don't you follow others and come to see me, a bad old man?"
"How about ordering takeaway? At this age, I don't know how to save money to marry a wife, so I know it's a waste. Are you trying to piss me off? Huh?"
"If you lose your job, I don't have the face to see your mother!" Father Zuo pointed at him with trembling fingers, "Say it!"
"Then you want me to watch you die?!"
Zuo Xiaoqiu let out a low growl suddenly, his eyes were red.
Father Zuo was taken aback, he hadn't reacted from his son's sudden outburst, Zuo Xiaoqiu had already got up quickly, walked to the door, lowered his head and said, "I'll ask the nurse to change the medicine."
It was just an excuse to change the medicine. Father Zuo still had more than half of his hanging bottle, and there was a calling bell beside the bed, so there was no need for it at all.
He sat on the waiting chair at the door of the ward, separated by a wall, and looked down at his crossed hands on his knees.
He graduated from a famous school and has worked for more than ten years. He is already a first-class agent in the industry. He can make good relationships with countless reporters in the industry and let them withdraw drafts that blacken his own stars. He can also use his eloquence to communicate with With a keen eye for seizing opportunities, he competes for better resources for artists, and manages Jiang Zhao's daily life in every detail. Over the years, Jiang Zhao has never had any dissatisfaction with him.
But no matter how good he is, he is still helpless in the face of the life and death of his relatives.
Zuo Xiaoqiu took a deep breath, staring blankly at his fingertips until someone patted his shoulder.
He froze for a moment, raised his head, and saw a pair of beautiful affectionate eyes under the brim of the other party's black hat:
"Let's go, settle accounts with you."
Hospital roof.
Jiang Zhao fumbled in Xiao Siye's pocket, but to no avail: "You didn't bring any cigarettes?"
Xiao Si also blinked: "I don't smoke much recently."
"No need," Zuo Xiaoqiu said, "I haven't touched it for many years."
He leaned his arms on the roof, not too dirty, looked down at the people coming and going in front of the hospital building downstairs, and showed a not-so-good-looking smile: "I still can't hide it from you."
Jiang Zhao resisted the urge to kick him, and leaned beside him: "You shouldn't hide it from me."
"I don't want to either," Zuo Xiaoqiu sighed, "But you helped me contact so many people before I found such a kidney source."
His hands trembled a little: "It's just gone. I also... don't know how to talk to you. "
Jiang Zhao was silent for a few seconds: "It's not your fault."
Zuo Xiaoqiu smiled. He looked at the people downstairs who shuttled through the various buildings of the hospital, and said softly: "Look. Today is New Year's Eve, and it is still midnight, but there are still so many people in the hospital. Some of them have cancer. , some are car accidents and sudden deaths... Compared with some people, my dad is already very lucky."
At least his income can save the elderly from worrying about dialysis expenses and hospital beds. At least uremia is a chronic disease, and dialysis can barely support him.
He and his dad just missed an opportunity.
One... There may not be a chance of one in more than ten years.
Jiang Zhao suddenly raised his hand and hammered Zuo Xiaoqiu's shoulder: "If you can't find it, just look for it again. There are so many people in the whole country, how can you still not find a suitable donor?"
"I'll give you two days off to take good care of uncle. I'll just let Xiaohu follow me. I'll let people I know continue to help you find the source of the kidney. Don't worry about it."
Zuo Xiaoqiu lowered his head and wiped his eyes, "I..."
"Okay," Jiang Zhao stepped forward and hugged him gently, "Don't let me hear thank you, I don't have enough goosebumps."
Zuo Xiaoqiu didn't speak, just sniffed his nose heavily.
Jiang Zhao let go of his hand, took two steps back, and said, "Go back... I'm frozen to death on this broken roof."
Xiao Si was also standing quietly by the side. Hearing this, he suddenly opened his arms very cooperatively, and opened the down jacket wrapped outside.
Jiang Zhao glanced at him: "What are you doing?"
Xiao Si also: "Heating service."
He took a step forward and directly hugged Jiang Zhao into his arms, covering his whole body tightly.
Jiang Zhao's chin rested on his shoulder, and he was stunned for a moment. After he realized it, he immediately raised his foot and left a shoe print on Xiao Siye's black pants: "Are you addicted to idol dramas? Let go!"
Xiao Si also smiled: "Isn't it warm?"
Jiang Zhao felt inexplicably irritable and yelled while pushing him, "You're not a fucking radiator!"
Zuo Xiaoqiu wiped his eyes, turned around and saw the two of them fighting, couldn't help but also smiled: "The relationship between the two of you is really good, I don't worry."
"Film Emperor Xiao," he looked at Xiao Siye, "Our Jiang Zhao has a bit of a temper, please forgive me in the future."
Xiao Si also smiled warmly: "That's for sure."
Jiang Zhao: "?"
How did the strange feeling of the mother-in-law telling her son-in-law come about
The three of them made a fuss on the rooftop, and returned to the building in time before their clothes were completely blown through by the cold wind.
Zuo Xiaoqiu went back to Zuo's father's ward first, Xiaohu went to get the printed materials that the doctor asked for, Jiang Zhao and Xiao Si stood in the corridor and waited together.
Jiang Zhao's whole body was numb from the cold, so through the mask, he tried his best to take a few hot breaths into his palms, which was better than nothing.
Xiao Si also handed him his palm: "Is it cold?"
Jiang Zhaoshun touched his palm, but it was warm to the touch, and he was speechless immediately: "Are you really a radiator?"
Xiao Si also said, "Wait a minute."
Jiang Zhao watched him walking towards the nurse's desk from a distance, and seemed to ask the nurse what he wanted, and the little nurse nodded immediately.
After a while, Xiao Si brought back a small pink and tender thing, and handed it to Jiang Zhao's arms: "Here, my son."
Jiang Zhao: "Your son?"
He looked at the cute Peppa Pig electric hand warmer in his hand, and fell silent.
Indeed, isn't the hand warmer the real son of the radiator
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Zhao reluctantly put the hand warmer into his sleeve, and said to the hand warmer, "Thank you dad for me."
Xiao Si also bent his eyes and laughed silently for a long time.
When Jiang Zhao covered his hands almost, Zuo Xiaoqiu came out of the ward, with a trace of sadness on his brows: "My dad fell asleep again."
When Jiang Zhao heard the words, he didn't enter the room, but just glanced at the door.
Father Zuo had already finished his infusion. He was lying on the hospital bed, his haggard body covered with a thick quilt, as if he was dying.
"Okay, then you continue to take care of it here, and you are not allowed to come back if I don't say anything." Jiang Zhao closed the door, "Let's go first."
Zuo Xiaoqiu felt that his eyes were a little astringent, he and Jiang Zhao looked at each other for a few seconds, and nodded heavily.
When leaving the hospital, Jiang Zhao remembered the past that Zuo Xiaoqiu had mentioned before. His mother passed away when he was in junior high school. Over the years, his father has dragged him to become a top student who graduated from a prestigious school by himself, and hoped that he would become famous. Now he only thinks about him being able to marry a wife and have children, and he has nothing else to think about.
But Jiang Zhao also chatted with Zuo's father, he could tell that Zuo's father didn't really force Zuo Xiaoqiu to have a family.
He was just afraid that if he left, Zuo Xiaoqiu would be left alone in this world.
"I'm an old bone, I shouldn't have lived long ago, and I missed his mother a long time ago," Zuo's father said to Jiang Zhao at the time, "but he doesn't go on blind dates, he just comes here every day to look at me, a bad old man. , and he didn’t listen to my advice either. His carefulness is exactly the same as his mother’s back then, but his donkey’s temper has followed me.”
Jiang Zhao sighed.
He has not had many sincere friends over the years, but if there is one who can help, he will never give up.
"Brother..." Xiaohu had a bitter face beside him, with a worried look on his face, "Tell me, will Uncle Zuo get better?"
Jiang Zhao lightly patted him on the shoulder: "There's nothing to worry about anymore. I sent a message to a friend I know. I'll ask the donor what's going on tomorrow."
Xiaohu bowed his head and nodded, the phone in his pocket rang suddenly, and he trotted a few steps to the side to answer the phone.
A few seconds later, the 1.9-meter-old man suddenly stood in place with a look of bewilderment.
Jiang Zhao looked at him: "What's wrong?"
Xiaohu said blankly: "Brother, it's Pai Pai... the police station, look for me."
—
Jiang Zhao really didn't expect that on this New Year's Eve, he first watched the fireworks, then went to the hospital, and now he was about to enter the bureau.
Who else can go through more ups and downs than him this year
The police first informed them to go to Xiaohu's house. Xiaohu lived in a shared apartment. The one who reported him tonight was his roommate, a skinny young man with a shaggy headshot, his voice could penetrate two Floor: "Comrade police, I am an informant! I saw these two bags from the desk in his room!"
"Brother!" Xiaohu stood at the door of the house, crying until his nose bubbled, "That's not mine! How could I touch drugs!"
Jiang Zhao: "..."
Jiang Zhao drew a tissue for him from the coffee table: "I know, you first obey the police comrade's arrangement."
Xiaohu blew his nose loudly, and his explosive head trembled in fright at the movement of his 1.9-meter stature.
"Okay." Two policemen, one old and one young, came to receive the report. When the younger one finished collecting the evidence, the older one waved his hand, "If it's convenient for you, please go back to the police station with us."
Due to the special identities of Jiang Zhao and Xiao Siye, in order to prevent commotion from other reporters, they were specially arranged to sit in the mediation room, while Xiaohu was watched to do a urine test.
Of course, Jiang Zhao absolutely trusts his assistant. He always feels that Xiaohu's roommate with afro looks ten thousand times more suspicious than him.
But what about drugs? The eyes of the police were unmistakable. Those two small transparent bags were indeed filled with genuine methamphetamine.
Afro was sitting opposite Jiang Zhao, with a confident expression: "Don't you believe it, look at him like he usually does, a big man is crying and crying as a whole, he just looks like he's pumping!"
Jiang Zhao looked at him expressionlessly.
Afro: "What are you looking at? Ah? No, wait..."
He also started to stare at Jiang Zhao: "Why do I think you look familiar?"
After a few seconds, he yelled again: "I remembered! You look like that, that... the cosmetics seller!"
Jiang Zhao: "..."
He did accept a high-end cosmetics endorsement before, and it is estimated that this little afro has seen him on the big advertising screens of shopping malls and the like.
Jiang Zhao gave up on continuing to confront this careless person, he turned his head to look at Xiao Siye, and said in a low voice, "I always feel that there is something wrong."
Xiao Si also asked: "Is it too coincidental?"
Jiang Zhao glanced at him in surprise. It is really rare that his brain circuit can match up with his opponent one day.
He nodded: "A few days after Xiaoqiu had an accident, Xiaohu had another problem. Before that, my dad also went to the hospital. I always feel that during this time, the people around me... seem to be not very peaceful."
After a few seconds, he repeated: "What a coincidence."
There are no waves without wind, unless someone is deliberately fueling the flames.
Xiao Si also pondered for a moment: "Then I am also very dangerous?"
Jiang Zhao glanced at him: "Are you scared?"
Xiao Si also smiled, leaned close to his ear, and whispered: "Isn't it you who protect me?"
Jiang Zhao was agitated by his sudden approach, and then glared at him: "I don't care about you."
"elder brother-"
The door of the mediation room was suddenly pushed open, Xiaohu ran in quickly, lay down next to Jiang Zhao, and the policeman who followed explained to them: "The urine test results came out, he did not take drugs, and there is no drug use in the file." Record."
"I really don't know anything," Xiaohu snotted his nose and burst into tears. "I've never seen that thing before. I thought it was rock candy..."
Before he finished speaking, the policeman looked at the explosive head next to him: "Wang is the most eagle, come here."
The afro's eyes widened immediately: "What am I going to do? I'm a whistleblower!"
The policeman pushed his glasses: "I know you are a whistleblower, but you have to cooperate with us. Come, do a urine test."
Wang Zuying suddenly jumped up from his seat: "Just do it! Let me tell you, it is absolutely impossible for me to take drugs. There is no point in doing this for me..."
He followed the police out without stopping, Jiang Zhao and Xiao Si also looked at each other: "Go and see?"
Without hesitation, the three of Jiang Zhao came to the office together.
Wang Zuying was still yelling inside: "It is impossible for me to take drugs! You haven't told me yet, if you can't find out, do you have to appease the wounded heart of me, the whistleblower, and I want mental damage fees!"
"Okay, please keep your voice down," the policewoman in charge of the inspection gently took out a test strip, "Don't let us take coercive measures against you."
Wang Zuying had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.
Under the gaze of several pairs of eyes around, the urine in the paper cup was dripped on the test paper, and then fainted. A few seconds later, lines and two lines clearly appeared on the light-colored test paper.
The policewoman raised her head and looked at Wang Zuying with a smile: "Congratulations."
Wang Zuying was refreshed, and began to be arrogant again: "I just said that Wang Zuying has never smoked..."
The female policeman handcuffed and handcuffed him, and put on a pair of shiny silver handcuffs on him:
"Positive for methamphetamine, let's go to the interrogation room."
Wang Zuying: "..."
He was dumbfounded and was taken to the interrogation room next door by the police. Jiang Zhao watched from the side and tugged on Xiao Siye's sleeve in disbelief: "Is this a fool?"
Xiao Si also: "Indeed."
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