Love is Panacea (The Healer)

3-1

At noon the next day, Gu Yun Zheng actually brought a box of watermelon over.

After being bored in the ward for so many days, Su Wei An's eyes lit up when she saw the watermelon. Gu Yun Zheng calmly opened the lunch box and pricked it with a toothpick... and handed the smallest corner to her mouth.

He said: "Put it in your mouth and take a sip to taste it."

Su Wei An: "..."

Then, Su Wei An... really just took a sip and tasted it...

Instead, Gu Yun Zheng sat down on the chair next to her hospital bed and started eating the box of watermelon calmly.

Su Wei An was speechless.

But in the final analysis, this matter was because she had not recovered yet and could not eat watermelon. Gu Yun Zheng had done his best to give her a taste, so Su Wei An was not angry, but thanked him: "I talked to my mother on the phone yesterday. They really didn't know anything about my hospitalization, so thank you, Teacher Gu, for helping me and not letting them worry in vain."

Gu Yun Zheng said expressionlessly: "They probably don't even know you are in Central Africa, right?"

Otherwise, just this place name would be enough to make Su Wei An's parents worried.

At this point, Su Wei An had nothing to hide from Gu Yun Zheng. She nodded and said, "I told them that I was still in France and had found a stable job. I liked the city of Paris very much, so I wanted to stay. Come down and stay a little longer."

"Actually?"

Su Wei An's expression dropped and he said, "I don't like Paris at all. It's a so-called romantic city. Everyone is happy. I'm the only one suffering from a terminal illness and lonely. I can't stay here at all, okay?"

Gu Yun Zheng was so amused by her appearance that he smiled a little, but he felt bitter for her in his heart: "On the contrary, you feel more relaxed after coming here?"

Su Wei An held her lower lip, but her smile was a little bitter, and she said, "Yes, I feel very happy after coming here."

Speaking of this, Gu Yun Zheng paused for a moment, probably because he was afraid that he would be asked something she didn't want to say. There was a little hesitation in his tone: "Why don't you go home to be with your parents?"

"Because I didn't dare."

She sighed and leaned back on the bed. "First, after my father became ill, I didn't tell my parents about the genetic testing. I was afraid that they would find out; second, I Although my father didn't say anything, he felt like he was dragging us down in his heart. Both my mother and I felt that if I am going back to take care of my father would only make him blame himself more; thirdly, I was afraid of seeing my father sick." She said.

She put the back of her hand on her forehead and closed her eyes, "Because, that will be what I will look like in the near future..."

Her nose suddenly became sore.

This is her pain point.

This was the first time she had told anyone about her pain.

Once because of fear, she would bury herself under the quilt and cry secretly every night. The next day, she would force a smile and pretend to be in a good mood to chat with her parents about interesting jokes on the Internet recently, but her father did not. How much better than her. When he was sick, he couldn't control his movements and couldn't even hold a glass of water. She walked over and wanted to help, but her father insisted that he didn't want to drink water, but that she wanted to move the cup because it was an eyesore. Move over and let her go about her business.