After showering, I came out with his vitamin A by the way and handed it to him saying, “Have you been taking this lately?”
He took it, glanced at it, and nodded, “Hmm!”
I bristled, “Is this vitamin A of any use? Are you not feeling well somewhere lately? Why did you start taking maintenance products, do you think you’re getting older?”
He stopped reading and closed the book, then set it aside and looked at me with burning eyes, “Mrs. George is disliking me?”
I was stunned, holding back a smile and shaking my head, “Mr. George is handsome and charming, elegant and noble, not the slightest sign of old age, how dare I dislike you.”
He raised an eyebrow, pulled me to sit on the bed, took the towel from me, wiped my hair, and said in a warm voice, “Stay away from Brady in the future.”
I was confused for a moment, “Why is Brady suddenly involved?”
He pursed his lips, no emotion could be seen on his face, he just said lightly, “Is he in good shape?”
I …
It was determined that this one was jealous.
I couldn’t help but laugh low and look back at him, “I watched a variety show the other day and the female singer in it said that she basically doesn’t look at twenty-five year old men because there is no taste, Brady is almost twenty-five or so this year too, right?”
Dennis’ face was a little dark, “Don’t read those messes in the future.”
I skimmed my mouth, “I think she’s quite right … Well!” People, ah, just can not provoke, otherwise the final suffer or themselves.
…
When I returned to City P, it was already three days later, Dennis was busy with the company’s affairs, no time to rest day and night, he had just experienced a serious illness, I was worried about his health, and ran to the company every day, afraid that he was too busy to get sick again.
When I came down from the George Buidling, I met Wendy, the receptionist. I hadn’t seen her for half a month, but she had become more and more fashionable, and her face was so exquisitely made up that I almost didn’t recognize her if she hadn’t taken the initiative to call me.
“Mrs. George, you’re back!”
I went over it in my head before I remembered, smiled and nodded, “Well, you’ve been getting prettier lately, are you in love?”
The little girl blushed, embarrassed, “No!”
I smiled, my phone rang, it was Selina’s mother calling, counting the time, she should need the child’s medical expenses, I picked up the phone, originally thought she would cry once like before.
But she seemed to speak calmly, “Mrs. George, have you had time lately? Angle said she would like to meet you and say thank you in person.”
I listened to the tone was not very normal could not help but speak, “Auntie, is something happening?”
The mother of Selina on the other end said, “No, it’s just Angle, she knows you’ve been paying her medical bills, this child wants to see you and wants to say thank you!”
I nodded, answered, hung up the phone and went straight to medicine.
I do not like the smell of sterile water in the hospital, rushed to the hospital, I went directly to Angle’s ward, Selina’s parents are in the ward, half a month without seeing, the two old people suddenly aged a lot, originally more than sixty years old, at this time, look, like more than eighty years old.
Seeing me, Selina’s mother got up and looked at me and said, “Mrs. George you’re here, please.”
I shook my head slightly, the old couple said they hadn’t eaten anything yet, let me stay with the child for a while, then they went down to eat, I nodded and answered, I looked at the child in the hospital bed, for a while I didn’t know how to describe my mood.
Her appearance at this time, and when I first saw her is too different, repeated treatment and chemotherapy, so that this originally well-behaved and understanding child has become thin and bony, a pair of small hands are all bones, no meat, the child fell asleep, I looked at her almost only bones of the face, the heart slightly guilty of pain.
I sat down next to the hospital bed and wondered if I could ask Dennis to find a good doctor or hospital that could treat the child. With repeated chemotherapy, the child had little hair left.
Just took out my phone, I was ready to send a message to Dennis, the child woke up, saw me, probably just woke up, the child froze, looked at me and said, “Auntie …”
I nodded and looked at her and whispered, “Did I wake you up?”
She shook her head, looked at me, and said softly, “Did Grandpa and Grandma go out?”
I hmmed and spoke up and asked her, “Angle, do you want some water? I’ll pour it for you.”
She shook her head, “Auntie I’m not thirsty!”
I smiled lightly and took her hand, the child’s hand was so thin that I could only feel the bone, I was a little distressed, “Angle, are you hungry?”
She shook her head, probably just woke up, a little reluctant to talk, a pair of eyes looking at the ceiling, it seems that this action, she has repeated countless times.
I am not a person who will talk with children, I do not know what to say for a while, only quietly with her.
After a while, Angle suddenly spoke, “Auntie, am I going to die.”
My heart was suddenly seized like a general, painful some breathing, holding back tears pulled smile and shook his head, “No, Angle will be fine, the doctor will help Angle cure, and when you are well, you can go to the zoo with grandparents to see the small animals, to see the blue sky and white clouds outside.”
The little guy looked at me with a twinkle in his eye, “Really?”
I pulled her and nodded with certainty, “Really, what does Angle want to do in the future? When you get well, Auntie will take you to finish, OK?”
Seemingly hopeful, she nodded her head and fell serious, “I want to eat ice cream and cake, I haven’t eaten for a long time, Grandma said that I can only eat when I’m well!”
I pulled her along and nodded, “That’s good, go Angle, when you get better, Auntie will take you to eat, OK?”
“Good!” As if remembering something, the little one took out a palm-sized notebook from behind the pillow and handed it to me, speaking, “Auntie, this is what Grandma asked me to give you, it’s Mom’s diary, Grandma said you’re a good person and wanted me to say thank you.”
I took the notebook, froze for a moment, and nodded, “Mom’s journal?”
She nodded, “Well, I can’t read, and Grandma said it would help, but you have to put it away now and read it only when you get home, or you’ll have bad people on your back.”
Saying that, the little one also made a point of letting me put the diary in my bag, I did it the way she did, and talked to her for a while, Selina’s parents came up.
looked at me, then spoke, “Mrs. George, thank you for these days.”
I shook my head slightly and said, “No, you don’t have to worry about Angle’s medical expenses, if the hospital is out of options, I’ll find a way.”