The ward was still lively and lively, a group of people were chatting, and there was no pessimism.

Ji Changmu came in. There was heating in the room. He took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves slightly, and opened the lunch box for Yang Shuzheng: "Mom, let's eat. It's getting late."

"Chang Mu, don't you need to go to class?"

"Took a day off today."

"There's nothing to do in the afternoon. You can go to class. It doesn't matter from my side. There are doctors and nurses anyway." Yang Shuzheng didn't want to delay his class.

"I'll go to school after I finish my work here. It's okay, I can coordinate it."

The mother and son sat together to eat, and strangers around them would occasionally strike up a conversation with them. Yang Shuzheng was more enthusiastic, but Ji Changmu didn't like chatting with strangers, and most of the time he just responded briefly.

Ji Changmu had something on his mind and was in a low mood. He only took a few bites of food and then lost his appetite.

In the cold winter, Ji Changmu's heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body had no energy, with haggard and tired look on his face.

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In the days after Yang Shuzheng was hospitalized, Ji Changmu ran back and forth between school and hospital.

The doctor conducted a more detailed examination on Yang Shuzheng, and the conclusion was still the same as before, and it was best to undergo surgery.

Ji Changmu had no acquaintances in the capital. He thought about it day and night, and could not sleep for a long time at night.

When Jiu's family went bankrupt, he was not in such pain. At that time, he relied on his will to hold on. But this time, he couldn't hold on at all, and his mother's illness could not be delayed any longer.

Ji Changmu didn't call Tong Qian again in those days, but on Friday, Tong Qian called him.

"Chang Mu, are you still busy? The weather here is nice. When are you free, come and play with me. I recently joined a diving club and I'm learning to dive. Then we can go out to sea together."

"I'm not free."

"Why?" Tong Qian didn't understand, "The semester has just begun, what are you busy with?"

"I have something to be busy with." Ji Changmu didn't want to tell her about family matters, so he mumbled.

"What's the matter? Can you tell me and I'll see if I can help you."

"Nothing." Ji Changmu was absent-minded. He looked at the vast sky outside from the dormitory balcony with a frown on his face.

"Tell me about it. I won't know what it is until you tell me. Am I not your girlfriend? Is there something you can't tell me?"

"It's no big deal."

"Changmu...do you like someone else..." Tong Qian lowered her voice and her eyes were red. She was very afraid that Ji Changmu would like someone else. After all, she was in the United States and could not be with him all the time.

He must be pursued by many girls in school.

"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first." Ji Changmu didn't have time to tell her this.

"Wait a minute, Chang Mu, tell me, what are you busy with? You have to tell me so that I can rest assured." Tong Qian was anxious.

"My mother is sick!" Ji Changmu was a little annoyed. He had not been able to eat well and sleep well these days, and his mood and temper were very bad.

"Ah..." Tong Qian covered her mouth, "What's wrong with Auntie?"

"It's no big deal, you don't need to worry about it."

"I can help you, just tell me."

"No need." Ji Changmu lowered his eyebrows and said, "I'll hang up first."
Chapter completed!