Soon, it was the day of the monthly examination.
These days, Jiang Feng did not bother about Jiang Jiandang at all.
Previously, Jiang Jiandang was able to sponsor He Ming Lang because Song Lin cooked, washed clothes, and even did housework.
He only needed to be a master at home.
However, it was different now.
Now that Song Lin had officially filed for divorce with him, he would not be able to last long with his lazy personality.
He was used to being a boss.
Now that he had to go to work, cook, and wash clothes, he would have to drag it out until at least 9:10 in the morning.
The delivery time of food every day could only be delayed.
Due to the lack of money, the number of meals delivered was decreasing.
The human heart could not withstand the test the most.
I've been sick for a long time, and there's no filial son in front of my bed.
Moreover, to Jiang Jiandang, He Minglang was purely a sponsor.
Jiang Jiandang was already filled with resentment after not even a week.
After work, Jiang Jiandang opened the door. The entire house was deserted. Even the lights were not turned on.
The room was in a mess.
Shoes and dirty clothes were flying everywhere.
There was a pile of bowls in the sink.
Even the kitchen waste was emitting a sour smell.
The entire room was almost unfit for people to enter.
His mood instantly fell to rock bottom.
He wanted to rest, but he couldn't.
At this moment, Jiang Jiandang suddenly felt a little confused.
If it was in the past, he would have gone out for a walk after eating comfortably.
But now…
Yet, he still had to cook and send her to the hospital.
Suddenly, her phone rang.
He glanced at the screen, and when he saw He Ming Lang's name, he felt as if he had been put under a tight spell. His heart skipped a beat, and he instantly became irritated.
Urge, urge, urge!
You only know how to rush me!
Doesn't he need to rest?
For the first time, Jiang Jiandang felt some resentment towards He Minglang.
……
10 PM.
The He siblings were so hungry that their stomachs were growling in the ward.
"Brother, this Jiang Jiandang is simply pretending to be kind. It's already ten o'clock, and he hasn't come yet! I think he doesn't want to care about us at all! He even said that he wanted to adopt us and treat your illness. I guess it's all fake!”
He Mingxue was filled with anger. She took out her phone and called Jiang Jiandang's number over and over again. Her face was gloomy." He's not picking up the phone at all!”
"Maybe something happened."
"Tsk, what could have happened?"
"Uncle Jiang has helped us so much before. You can't say these things in the future, lest outsiders say that we He siblings don't know how to be grateful.”
He Ming Lang lay weakly on the bed, his eyes long and deep.
The light in his pupils was dark and unclear.
He had a nagging feeling that…something wasn't quite right.
These days, not only did Jiang Jiandang bring less and less food, but Xu Qingya also came to visit him less and less.
Somehow, he felt like he had lost control of something.
Her slender and well-defined hands gripped the bedsheet, causing it to crumple into a ball.
He instantly made a decision.
……
When He Ming Lang returned to school wearing his school uniform and carrying a large pile of medicine under Jiang Jiandang's escort, he was immediately surrounded by everyone.
The medicine in the bag was naturally a stable medicine for leukemia.
He was extremely thin, and his face was as pale as paper, as if he would fall if the wind blew.
Jiang Jiandang, who was behind him, supported him with his arms." Child, why are you being so polite with me? I'm willing to cook for you! Although the hospitalization fee is expensive, Uncle will think of a way! Tell me, why do you insist on being discharged?!”
Discharged?
Everyone's ears perked up.
Quite a few people's gazes were even wandering on Jiang Feng and He Ming Lang's bodies.
" Uncle, you've already helped me a lot, cough…cough…" He Ming Lang coughed until his entire face was red, as if he was on the verge of collapse." I'm a student, and I'm about to take an exam. I can't miss any more classes. Besides, I feel much better. Uncle doesn't have to spend all that money if I come to class."”
"Hey…You…"
Jiang Jiandang's lips twitched. When he thought of the high medical fees, he did not say anything in the end.
After all, he really couldn't afford to stay here any longer.
He had never felt hungry before, so he didn't think much of selling a house to save people.
But now…
These days, he only had a few dozen yuan. He could only go to the market to eat vegetables that cost a few yuan a day. When he couldn't even afford washing powder at home, the idea of selling the house wavered.
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