The early morning sun shone softly on the earth. Yu Yan slowly walked into the door of the hospital holding the hot porridge carefully cooked by her mother. She hurriedly walked through the silent corridor and came to Shijun's ward. Gently pushing the door open, she found that the originally messy bed had been carefully made neatly, but Shijun was no longer in the ward.
Yu Yan's eyes fell on the bedside table involuntarily, where an envelope lay quietly. She approached involuntarily, stretched out her hand, and carefully picked up the envelope. On the envelope, several clear handwritings came into view: "Ms. Fang Yuyan personally writes." Although the handwriting was simple, it revealed an indescribable familiarity and kindness.
Yu Yan carefully opened the envelope and found a letter and a few banknotes lying quietly inside. She gently unfolded the letter and read the content word for word: "Dear Miss Fang, I sincerely appreciate your careful care and selfless protection of me. I will always treasure your kindness and gentleness in my heart and remember it all the time. The money in the envelope is the medical expenses you paid for me yesterday. Please accept it. I look forward to seeing you again in the future. I will always remember your kindness and thank you for everything. My sincere friend: Zhang Shijun. " /p>
After reading the letter, Yu Yan felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart. She gently put the letter paper back into the envelope and held the banknotes tightly, as if she could feel Shijun's deep gratitude and respect. She understands that this is not just a sum of money, but also a friendship, a trust, and a precious memory.
Yuyan walked out of the ward and looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, her heart filled with warmth and hope. She understands that no matter how many difficulties and challenges you encounter in life, as long as you are kind and sincere, there will always be someone willing to walk side by side with you and face it together.
Jiang Zhiyun glanced at her watch and found that the time was already pointing to half past nine. She stood up slowly, gently picked up the handbag beside her, and planned to go to the busy market to pick out some fresh dishes to take home. She knew that Yuyan was suffering from a fever last night, and the child was working so hard that he really needed some nutritious food to regain his strength.
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However, just as she was about to go out, a sudden feeling of dizziness hit her. Jiang Zhiyun could only rely on the wall to barely support her body. Over the years, her physical condition has not been satisfactory, and illnesses have plagued her from time to time.
Just a month ago, the doctor told her seriously that a tumor had grown in her lungs. The doctor advised her to receive treatment as soon as possible to avoid further deterioration of the condition. However, Jiang Zhiyun never dared to accept this fact easily. She was afraid that Yuyan would be worried and scared, so she chose to conceal her illness and did not receive any treatment.
However, she knew that she could not just let the pain continue to wreak havoc. For Yu Yan, she must be strong and face it all bravely. So she took a deep breathI was angry, trying to calm down my inner panic, and prepared to go out to buy groceries.
Jiang Zhiyun gently opened the door, and at that moment, her eyes were fixed on the outside. An old man with gray hair stood there quietly. The traces of time were deeply engraved on his face, making him look like he was already in his prime. He is extremely well-dressed, wearing a brand-name hand-tailored suit, which reveals his dignity and extraordinary status.