Lin Qingping and Gu Juncheng

Chapter 655 Sick

Not long after Zhiyuan returned to the capital, Xiaoyuanlian came back.

Her round face is no longer round.

He lost his baby fat in his youth, and now, at the age of thirty, he is tall and handsome with striking features. His experiences over the years have given him a more mature and weathered air, and a touch of sadness lingers in his eyes.

That sweet, soft-smiling, round-faced baby girl is now just a distant memory from my childhood.

Little Round Face is sick.

They grew up together in a group of more than a dozen people, all from the same kindergarten class, including both boys and girls.

Few kindergarten classmates can stay in touch as they grow up. The reason they were able to is because they were not only kindergarten classmates, but also members of the Zhiyuan Martial Arts Class. Later, when they went to elementary school, they continued to practice boxing and play ball together. This kind of close friendship, coupled with their shared joys and sorrows along the way, including their participation in the "Save Wheat" campaign, made their friendship even more enduring.

Later, Zhiyuan went to the island and solemnly entrusted the wheat to these brothers to take care of, which made this circle of friendship even more solid.

Someone in the group chat posted: "Round Face is back, but he's sick."

The group chat exploded immediately, with everyone tagging Yuanlian and Zhiyuan. The reason Zhiyuan was tagged was because he was the only doctor in the group. If Yuanlian got sick after returning, who else would she turn to if not him?

Round Face didn't reply, which everyone understood; he was sick, so how could he reply to messages anytime? That's why everyone kept asking Zhiyuan.

Zhiyuan appeared briefly: Yes, he is hospitalized in our hospital.

The group chat exploded immediately.

Some asked what illness it was, some asked how serious it was, some asked why I hadn't told others, and some discussed going to see the round-faced person together...

The constant barrage of information couldn't have gone unnoticed by Xiaomai. She didn't miss a single message, but she didn't type a single word.

Someone messaged her privately—it was Jinyu, a girl from the group.

There were only three girls in the group, including Xiaomai. After all, not many girls could continue to practice boxing with Zhiyuan. They all became Xiaomai's best friends. Jinyu was one of them, and the other one is now living in Europe.

Jin Yu asked her: "Round Face is sick, and everyone is saying they're going to visit her. Are you going too?"

Xiaomai hesitated: Let's talk about it later.

Jin Yu (in a tone of exasperation): When are you going to stop running away? He's almost thirty and not married, don't you know why? Why haven't you dated or talked about marriage for so long? What's going on between you two?

Jin Yu typed very quickly, clearly very emotional: Xiaomai, his parents are both working abroad, and he came back to the capital alone. I don't know why he did it, but now he's sick and no one cares.

As Xiaomai read every word Jinyu sent, each one left her feeling utterly confused.

Back in the group chat, I saw that everyone had confirmed the visit time for tomorrow afternoon, so I replied to Jinyu: Let's go see him together tomorrow.

That night, Zhiyuan was on the night shift and didn't go home. When he called back to tell him not to save dinner for him, that was all; he didn't mention anything about Xiaoyuanlian's illness.

Xiaomai had the question on the tip of her tongue several times, but just as Zhiyuan was about to hang up, she couldn't help but ask, "What kind of illness does Xiaoyuan face have?"

But she asked too late; Zhiyuan had already hung up.

She held her phone, lost in thought for a long time.

The next afternoon, everyone agreed to meet at the hospital entrance and then go see Little Round Face together.

Although they say it's a large group, there are actually very few people.

Of the dozen or so people in the group, most stayed in the capital, but several were scattered in various corners of the earth.

Those in the capital were divided into groups to avoid disrupting hospital order. The first group of five people went to see the patients in the afternoon.

When Xiaomai arrived at the meeting point, everyone was already there, waiting for her.

Wheat brought a gift box of fruit.

"Let's go, Xiaomai is here." Jinyu took her arm, looked at the fruit gift box in her hand, and smiled, "I thought you brought flowers."

She didn't bring it because her round face is allergic to pollen.

The group spoke softly as they took the elevator to the ward. They found the room according to the bed number Zhiyuan had given them. The door was open, and they immediately saw Xiao Yuanlian lying on the bed. A girl was standing beside the bed, feeding him a piece of cut apple with a toothpick.