Chapter 14 Take one last look at him

Chris really paid a lot of money! I can't help sighing when I look at this magnificent house with a garden. There are so many rooms in the house that I often get lost. Zheng Zehui smiled and Liao Kan said that he would give everyone an internal structure diagram of the room. We really don't need to bring anything, because there are everything here, daily necessities, all kinds of tableware, and even close-fitting clothes are ironed and neatly placed in drawers. "It's all new." Zheng Zehui said: "Don't worry about wearing it." "Zehui, tell me what is going on?" I put down my clothes and looked at him seriously. "How do you know my size?" Zheng Zehui smiled faintly: "After aunt told me, I asked my friends here to buy it. Otherwise, what do you think? I don't know what size you women should wear." It turns out to be like this! I scratched my head: "That's too much trouble for your friend. Please invite her to dinner another day." Zheng Zehui said vaguely: "OK, I'll tell her, she is quite busy." Next, a special parenting teacher came to take charge of recuperating Little John's body, and I soon started the second stage of treatment. Everything seemed to be developing on the good side. A month later, Chris really married Nora. In my circle of friends, many people are forwarding the grand occasion at that time. From those photos, it seems that the wedding was extremely luxurious, with thousands of pink champagne roses alone. In the message, some people envy, some people envy, and others are indignant for me. I silently turned off my cell phone, which has nothing to do with me, doesn't it? A year passed quickly, and my family gradually adapted to life in America. Parents have old friends of local Chinese, join their circle, and live a full and happy life every day. Little John's health is getting better and better. At the age of one, he even learned to walk and talk faster than other children. Everyone likes him very much. My illness was brought under control with the doctor's full treatment. Although the body is still very weak, but somehow there is hope to live. What about Zheng Zehui? He began his hard life of re-examining his doctor's license in an American university. However, all the calm came to an abrupt end on an ordinary Friday morning. Zheng Zehui turned back less than an hour after he left. He looked anxious and grabbed me who was busy watering the flowers: "If, Chris is seriously injured." I haven't heard the name for too long. My hand shook violently, and then I continued watering the flowers without saying a word. Zheng Zehui was in a hurry. He pulled me up: "You and Little John go back and see him, maybe it's the last time......." His voice choked unexpectedly. "Zehui, you know everything about Chris and me in the past. Why do you want to speak for him now?" I looked at him puzzled. "If if, I promised Chris not to say. Let's go back first and let him tell you himself, shall we?" Zheng Zehui is very embarrassed. He is a very trustworthy person, and I didn't continue to ask him. Zheng Zehui's work speed is very fast. Three days later, I once again stood on the land of China. Outside the window of the intensive care unit, I saw Chris. I haven't seen him for a year. He has obviously lost weight. Although he is closing his eyes tightly at the moment, I can still see his deep eyes. "If you don't wake up, it is estimated to be dangerous." The doctor around sighed. Zheng Zehui glanced at me and said to the doctor, "Old Xu, let Chris try it." The doctor looked me up and down for a while and nodded: "OK, that's the only way, but don't give me too much hope. It was useless when his mother came last time." I didn't object to Zheng Zehui's proposal, and silently prepared to change clothes with the doctor. Just as I was about to give the child in my hand to Zheng Zehui, I suddenly heard him say, "Take it in and let the child meet his father." Dad? I let out a cold smile in my heart, a father who doesn't want himself! Perhaps Chris's extremely weak appearance at the moment softened my heart, and I finally agreed. I held Little John in my arms and stood in front of Chris's hospital bed. "Mom, who is he?" Little John tilted his head curiously and looked at Chris, who was motionless in the hospital bed. My lips trembled and I couldn't say the word "father" for a long time. Little John's question was not answered. He was not satisfied: "Mom?" After a pause, I forced myself to smile at Little John: "He is your father." Then I gently put the child beside Chris. Perhaps blood kinship really has incredible power. Little John, who has always hated strangers, is especially close to Chris. He carefully touched Chris's face with his little hand and began to pull his eyelids. "Don't do this. Dad is ill. Little John can't be naughty." I quickly stepped forward, squatted aside and took the child's hand. "Little John is not naughty." He pointed to Chris. "I want Dad to wake up and play with Xiaobao." I touched the child's little head, and a sad feeling hit my heart. Chris, did you hear me? This child, whom my father has never even seen since birth, is so attached to you! I put my lips close to Chris's ear: "Just want to leave so irresponsibly? You are really the most asshole man I have ever seen in the world!" Then I picked Little John up and said softly, "Dad is still sleeping. Let's go." I turned around and just walked a few steps when Little John in my arms suddenly struggled. I was surprised. Just as I was about to ask the child what was wrong, I heard him shout in a very cheerful tone: "Dad, open his eyes, he is awake!"