Schoolboy becomes boyfriend

Chapter 43 Van Syndrome

Song Enyu was in an extremely sober state throughout the night, and finally made it to dawn without waiting for Jiang Zhixu to wake up.I put my bag on my back and went out to take a taxi to the hospital.He knew how high the heritability of "Van Syndrome" was, but he still planned to ask Chen Qishou for advice.

Jiang Zhixu woke up and found that he was no longer there, and guessed what Song Enyu was going to do. He probably really scared him last night.

He got up and opened the curtains, the weather outside was gray and overcast over the city, and the bleak early winter was lifeless.Jiang Zhixu leaned against the wall like this, looking out the window, recalling the torment his mother suffered from this disease.

When giving a speech at Shanghai Medical University before, Jiang Zhixu once said: "Love is the magic medicine that cures everything. This is a miracle that modern medical technology cannot achieve no matter how advanced it is." This is not an exaggeration, nor is it It is his deepest feeling to be a pseudo-literary art deliberately dragging words.

The Xu family is not a wealthy family, but it is definitely a famous family. Since the last century, it has been a powerful presence in Shanghai's business circles. This line did not end until Xu Qian, because he only gave birth to two daughters, Xu Yueyin and Xu Yueru.Xu Qian didn't have such a traditional patriarchal concept, he devoted all his efforts and love to his two daughters.

The sisters were diagnosed with Van Syndrome at an early age.While the Xu family brought them noble blood, it also brought them pain and disease, but the two never blamed their father, life itself is an accident.Under the careful care of their parents, the two spent 18 years in peace and health.

Everything became different after Xu Yueyin met Jiang Wenzou.The two met when they were studying in Europe. Because of her illness, Xu Yueyin chose to study the cardiovascular direction to study her own illness.Jiang Wenzou was her teacher. At that time, 30-year-old Jiang Wenzou was already well-known in the field of severe diseases, and followed his teacher to make rounds of the world. His reputation has been well-known in the medical field since then.

Jiang Wenzou knew that Xu Yueyin carried Fan's genetics, and he resolutely married her even though he knew that there would be a 50.00% chance of inheriting it.It would be another miracle if a way could be found to allow the combination of patients and normal people to give birth to children with a prevalence rate lower than 50.00%.Jiang Wenzou tried to carry the genetic material that induces the disease through artificial intervention to see if it can reduce the prevalence of offspring.

The arrival of Jiang Zhixu announced the success of his experiment.The sick Xu Yueyin's condition deteriorated sharply due to childbirth.Fortunately, she is an expert in cardiovascular research, and she has adjusted her body.After giving birth to Jiang Zhixu, Jiang Wenzou was obsessed with medicine. It was the few years when his career took off, and he almost ignored Xu Yueyin and the young Jiang Zhixu.It was Jiang Zhixu who became Xu Yueyin's hope and good medicine for the rest of her life, which made her stay with him until Jiang Zhixu grew up.

The hopeless life finally made Xu Yueyin let go of her last desire for life.Holding Jiang Zhixu's hand vigorously, told him all the truth.Until now, Jiang Zhixu's biggest regret is that before his mother left, he said to himself: "I'm sorry." Instead of telling him "I love you, my child."

He wished he could hear his mother say those words again.However, Xu Yueru, who was also sick, was married to Fu Shaoheng, who was warm and loving, making Xu Yueru no different from a healthy normal person for so many years. Even after her mother left, Xu Yueru gave Jiang Zhixu the love she should have had for her own child. .

Love is the medicine.

Whenever he thinks that he is almost an experimental subject, Jiang Zhixu will feel countless sadness in his heart.If those genes and genetic information had not been changed, who would have come into this world?

When Jiang Zhixu's mind returned to reality, a little snow fell outside the window.The first snow this year seems to have come a little earlier than in previous years.

Jiang Zhixu suddenly remembered that he had made an appointment with Song Enyu to eat hot pot together while waiting for the first snowfall.He looked at his watch, and it was almost time for Song Enyu to get off work.After tidying up casually, I hurried to pick up people after changing clothes.

Chen Qishou didn't know why Song Enyu was suddenly interested in Fan's syndrome.But he still patiently explained to him: "Generally, in your textbooks about Fan's, the heritability rate of 50.00% is still used. But in fact, as early as 30 years ago, someone discovered a way to reduce the prevalence rate. This kind of Treatment is very expensive. In our country, due to the small number of patients, most of them will not choose this kind of treatment, and directly choose not to marry or have children. Fan's is not terminally ill. Will not get sick. But it is different in country M. The number of their patients can be as high as more than 20. It is certainly impossible for these people to choose not to have children, so this treatment method is very popular in country M. In short, it is not so It's scary, even after being diagnosed, maintaining a comfortable mood and good living habits are no different from our normal people."

Song Enyu listened carefully and felt relieved this time.Then Chen Qishou's words made him even more relieved: "The gentleman who came here yesterday, his family has Fan's genetic disease, but you don't see him. So the other 50.00% are still lucky."

Song Enyu smiled happily at Chen Qishou, making the other party bewildered for a while, until his face sank and he whispered: "Don't be joking, be serious."

Song Enyu quickly shut his mouth, suppressing the joy in his heart: "Okay, thank you Director. I'll go first."

Song Enyu had just left Chen Qishou's office when Jiang Zhixu called.

His habit of picking him up from get off work was the same as picking him up from school many years ago. He always parked in an inconspicuous place, then leaned on the car cover, folded his hands in front of him, and waited quietly.

When Song Enyu saw him, he almost sprinted over at a speed of [-] meters, and gave him a big bear hug.Jiang Zhixu was pressed on the car hood by him, holding him with one hand and supporting himself with the other, teasing: "Be careful, be careful not to slip my waist."

The haze in Song Enyu's heart completely disappeared.Chen Qishou didn't tell him who was the one who researched to reduce the genetic rate, Song Enyu only thought that his Jiang Zhixu was the lucky one.

Jiang Zhixu wrapped the scarf around him, then curled up his fingers and pointed at his frozen red nose: "It's snowing today, let's go eat hot pot."

Song Enyu still hugged him like this, whispering softly in his ear.A deep smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Zhixu's lips, and he shook his head and refused: "I don't think it's good, last time you didn't get out of bed for three days, I can't delay Dr. Song's work."

Song Enyu's face was extremely red in the snow, and he said shyly, "Then forget it if you don't want to." After speaking, he shook off Jiang Zhixu's hand and went straight to the car.

Jiang Zhixu shook his head dotingly, even for such things, he had to behave like a child in front of him.

When the two meet again, many things have changed, and many things have not changed, such as his love for him day after day.It happened that Song Enyu was not on duty the next day, so Jiang Zhixu agreed.

Outside the house, there is only wind and snow mixed with the cool and bright moon, which forms a strong contrast with the lingering spring light indoors.

If it is said that Song Enyu completed this color soul granting while drunk and unconscious last time.Now the burning pain all over his body is provoking his sensitive nerves, making him soberly bear every bone-embedded sharpness.

Holding spring water in love, lost in a piece of white light.He can no longer hear the sound, see the light, or breathe. Song Enyu will always feel that he will really die in the next second...

I don't know how much time passed, the spirit that was pulled away gradually returned to its place, the soft warm light in front of my eyes was also filled with water mist, and Song Enyu's suffocation gradually disappeared.Even so, he no longer had the strength to breathe.

Asked a sentence that made Jiang Zhixu laugh in an instant: "I'm not dead?"

Jiang Zhixu got up and walked towards the bathroom with the man in his arms, and said with a smile, "I'm dead, this is heaven."

Song Enyu was indeed limp like a cloud floating in the bathtub, Jiang Zhixu hugged him and carefully washed it.Song Enyu leaned on him, still relieving the lingering aftertaste, when he heard the ringing of the phone.

The mobile phone was in the living room, and he urged Jiang Zhixu to get it for himself, but Jiang Zhixu said, "Let's finish washing first."

"No, who knows if it's urgent. Go quickly." Jiang Zhixu couldn't resist him, so he put on his bathrobe and went to the living room to help him get his phone.

Song Enyu's voice still murmured two words in a groaning voice: "Who is it?"

"Da Yang!" Jiang Zhixu went back and put the phone by his ear.

Before Song Enyu could speak, Qi Wuyang asked anxiously: "Enyu, Enyu, do you have 1 yuan to lend me for a few days first?"

Hearing Qi Wuyang's anxious voice, Song Enyu also became more sober. He cleared his throat: "You, don't worry, what's wrong?"

"1 yuan, please lend me first. Enyu, I know you are with Mr. Jiang, he will definitely borrow it, I beg you, I will pay it back, soon."

Song Enyu took the phone from Jiang Zhixu, straightened up and said seriously: "I have the money, but you have to tell me what you want to do?"

Qi Wuyang paused for a moment: "I'll tell you when I finish the matter first and return to Shanghai."

Song Enyu asked in surprise, "Aren't you in the city?"

"Yes, here in our hometown. Can you? Lend me first."

Song Enyu agreed without hesitation.He knew that Qi Wuyang must have encountered difficulties.

After hanging up the phone, the happy and wonderful mood of the whole night no longer exists.He washed his body quickly and began to worry about Qi Wuyang.

Jiang Zhixu remade the sheets and changed the quilt.Only then took him back to the bedroom.It was past five o'clock in the morning when the two of them lay down again. Jiang Zhixu was concerned: "If [-] is not enough, I can give it to you. He should be begging me for your relationship."

Song Enyu shook his head and refused: "That's right, he really wanted to ask you to borrow it. But I don't know what happened yet, so he can do whatever he says."

Jiang Zhixu was secretly surprised by his rationality, and then hugged him tightly and waited for dawn.

Dawn seems to mean new life and hope for people in the dark night, and Qi Wuyang also thinks so.He walked out of the police station and started calling Song Enyu.

"The matter is settled, don't worry. I guess I will go back to Shanghai tomorrow, and we will talk about it when I go back and meet."

Song Enyu asked caringly: "Is there any money left to return to Shanghai?"

An ugly smile appeared on Qi Wuyang's pale face: "Yes, I'm not penniless."

"Okay! I'll wait for you to come back. Be careful on the road, and I'll pick you up at the station when you come." Song Enyu was very worried about his state.

Qi Wuyang was moved for a while, his nose was sore, and tears flowed down: "Thank you, En Yu!"

Winter seems to be like this all the time. I don't know if it hates Song Enyu or Song Enyu hates it.When it comes to winter, there are always bad things.

Song Enyu lay under the quilt all day long, not wanting to move, except for his physical discomfort, the main reason was that his mood was bad enough.Countless versions about Qi Wuyang kept appearing in his mind, and he suddenly remembered that Qi Wuyang had said before that he and Fang Yu were in the same boat, maybe he also encountered the same problem as Fang Yu.

Jiang Zhixu didn't go to the company either, so he stayed with him at home.Last night, he deliberately restrained his strength, and Song Enyu's body would naturally not have any traces or too uncomfortable pain.But at night, Song Enyu still had a fever.

The whole person was groggy and shivering in the quilt, and the antipyretic medicine did not improve, so Jiang Zhixu had no choice but to give him another antipyretic injection.

In a daze, he also received a call from Qi Wuyang, who would be back at noon tomorrow.Song Enyu's blushing face was full of worry. He asked Jiang Zhixu to take him to pick him up tomorrow, but Jiang Zhixu refused.

"Tell me what time he gets off the train, and I'll pick him up. You can recuperate at home, and you don't have to go to the hospital to go to work." Whenever Song Enyu starts to worry about important matters, Jiang Zhixu will always arrange everything in a comprehensive and proper manner.

When Qi Wuyang came back, it was snowing heavily.Qi Wuyang looked at the black and white world through the car window, and asked lightly, "Why didn't En Yu come?"

Jiang Zhixu saw his face through the rearview mirror, with thick dark circles under his eyes, and his withered and yellow face did not look like a college student in his early twenties. He replied: "Xiaoyu has a fever."

Qi Wuyang suddenly began to regret again, feeling that his affairs made him worry again.

Jiang Zhixu also saw his thoughts, and relieved: "It's not because of you, he will be like this when winter comes."

Qi Wuyang still captured some information, and asked boldly: "You, did you and En Yu know each other before?"

Jiang Zhixu moved the corners of his lips: "Yes, we met five years ago."

"Then, then you were at that time, that is..." Qi Wuyang was a little embarrassed. It wasn't that he didn't know the existence of this group, but it was difficult for him to accept that the people in this group were his good brothers.

Jiang Zhixu replied generously: "Yes, we separated for some reason."

Qi Wuyang also suddenly recalled the time when Song Enyu heard that Jiang Zhixu was coming to the school to give a speech, and suddenly realized: "No wonder he heard that you were going to give a speech at the beginning. It was that reaction. It turned out to be a reunion of old friends!"

The two chatted without saying a word, and soon arrived downstairs in the community.Jiang Zhixu knew that he would be worried if he was in Qi Wuyang, so he made arrangements and said, "My house is on the twelfth floor. You go to 1201 and ask to open the door. Xiaoyu is at home. I have something to do in the company, so I will leave first."

Qi Wuyang thanked him earnestly, and began to take the elevator upstairs.Before he came, Song Enyu had no idea what would happen to Qi Wuyang.

Jiang Zhixu called Song En while Qi Wuyang was going upstairs, reminding him: "Don't forget to drink medicine while chatting, I'll make porridge for you when I come back at night."

After Song Enyu took the fever-reducing injection, his body was not so heavy. He obediently agreed, and heard the doorbell ring before he hung up the phone.

As soon as Song Enyu opened the door, Qi Wuyang had already embraced him with open arms, and then he fell on Song Enyu's shoulders. Looking back on the past few days, he was like Du Jie.

After Song Enyu led the people to sit in the living room, Qi Wuyang also looked at such a big house curiously.Song Enyu sat aside and waited for him to "visit".

"How big is this house? No matter what, it must be four to five hundred square meters."

Song Enyu poured hot water for him: "Five hundred and nine, less than six hundred."

When Qi Wuyang saw that studio, he knew that it was specially prepared for Song Enyu: "Mr. Jiang is really kind to you. At first I thought he was just a rich man who sees beautiful kittens and puppies, fresh for a few days. No Thinking of buying such a big house, the golden house is so charming!"

Song Enyu held the hot water cup in both hands and smiled: "This is his house. Except for the paint and brushes I bought in the studio, I didn't buy anything. So to be precise, I'm just like you as a guest!"

Qi Wuyang didn't like Song Enyu's restraint the most, so he sat back beside him: "You are here again, 'I am also a guest', look at you now, do you look like a guest? You should be a guest like me again Servants!"

Song Enyu laughed, and after swallowing the hot water in his mouth, he teased: "To be honest, you are not like a guest, but a middle-aged man who has experienced many vicissitudes. I almost didn't recognize you when you walked in today." He said, put down the water glass in his hand, serious He asked, "What happened?"