Jiang Lang was forced back to the Xu family. Xu's parents are actually a little angry and sad, because Jiang Lang refused. And Xu Shuxu

They are not willing to give up, but everyone has their own life. No matter how things change and develop, they should return to the right track.

When Xu Jixu woke up, Li Wan was there. He felt something was wrong with his mother.

But he couldn't accept it. It took a lot of days for Li Wan to explain to him tactfully.

In these days, Jiang Lang never came to see him once. Knowing that he was not Xu's parents' child, but aunt Jiang's child, Xu Jixu did not collapse in Li Wan's imagination.

He's smart. He should have noticed it.

Li Wan finally kisses her son on the forehead. It is her consolation when she is a child when Xu Jixu seldom makes mistakes.

Before Li Wan left, Xu Jixu asked her.

It's ginger.

Xu's mother didn't tell him that Xu's face finally suffered.

Is Jiang Lang blaming him? Blame him and his life should have come upside down.

The original very very sad time, only the heart is stuffy, is sour. If you can't see Jiang, even your eyes are dry and can't shed tears.

It turned out that the illness he suspected was true.

With the palm of his hand unfolded, there should have been sugar for him, but now it is empty. Is it that Jiang languo lost his sugar when he sent him over.

When the truth is revealed in front of him, he is also removed by Jiang languo.

"Child." The sound of the door, very clear, but pressed.

Xu Jixu looks at the past, is the mother of ginger, is

"Mom."

Jiang Lian steps forward and stops. She covers her mouth and sobs at the door of the ward.

Xu Jixu accepted too fast, the child did not have a trace of emotion, but let her feel bad.

"Hungry? I'll call..." Jiang Lian quickly wiped away the tears on her face and came over.

"Call the hospital meal."

Xu Jixu shook his head slightly, "not hungry."

Jiang Lian sits on the chair in front of the hospital bed, accompanied by the lost son.

They didn't say a word for a long time, but the atmosphere was not embarrassing. On the contrary, Xu's mother would think that he was very lonely, and his father would listen to her saying that his only shortcoming was that he was not talkative and had little communication with his parents and friends.

This may be the magic of blood.

Xu Shuxu's words are more.

He moved his hand, took Jiang Lian's hand and asked, "Mom, does it hurt?"

The back of Jiang Lian's hand is the pinhole for blood transfusion all the year round. Asked by the child, Jiang Lian completely collapsed, slowly shaking his head, unable to speak. Her nose had been blocked by the emotion caused by the strong tears, and she could hardly breathe.

"I'll take care of you later." Xu Jixu picked up her mother's hand and gently blew it on the back of her hand.

"Mom, is my illness very serious?" he asked

I cried so hard that my nose almost came out. Jiang Lian took her son's hand and comforted her: "it's not heavy. They raise you very well. You just fainted by chance."

Xu Jixu can still laugh at this time, "that's good, then I can take good care of my mother."

Like Jiang Yong, so brave, take care of you.

"I've dragged him down, and now I'm dragging you down. I

Xu Jixu shook his head: "can't say that."

Jiang Lian sighs, smiles and shakes his head and responds: "he is not Jiang languid, not my son. "

Xu Jixu felt that his mother's words sounded very sad. Although she was laughing, she was laughing bitterly, and he was very uncomfortable.

He thinks Jiang languo.

But I haven't seen you for a few days.

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