Shen Qingqing watched their conversation and couldn't help but smile, feeling a sense of relief.
Since returning this time, this child hadn't recovered, and had always pretended to be calm at home.
She had always been worried.
"Auntie, did you come to see me before?" Zhao Yixin suddenly asked.
After becoming familiar with Chenchen, he had changed his address.
Shen Qingqing was a little surprised. The last time she came, she only looked from the doorway and didn't come in. "Did your sister tell you?"
"No."
Zhao Yixin shook his head and smiled, "Actually, I saw your back last time."
At that time, he had asked his sister, but his sister didn't know that Shen Qingqing was the one who had helped him. She had even warned him not to go near Shen Qingqing.
His sister probably thought she was a bad person.
Shen Qingqing smiled slightly and said, "I heard about your situation and specifically came to see you. However, the doctor said you were resting, so I didn't go in to disturb you."
"Actually, you could have come in." Zhao Yixin's face showed a gentle smile. "For such a long time, very few people have come to the hospital to see me. Only sister has been with me, but sister's work is also very busy..."
"Do you feel bored being alone?" Shen Qingqing asked softly.
"No."
Zhao Yixin paused for a moment, then answered decisively.
But the answer after hesitation only showed that he was pretending to be strong.
Shen Qingqing looked at his brave appearance as he faced illness alone, and her heart felt a pang of sadness. Perhaps because she was also a mother, when Xixi was sick before, her heart had felt like it was being tossed in a frying pan.
"You will get better."
She said earnestly.
Zhao Yixin also smiled, "Yes, I think so too."
Shen Qingqing and Fu Jingshu exchanged a look.
"Chenchen, your daddy and I are going out to buy some snacks for you and Brother Yixin. Can you stay here and chat with Brother Yixin?"
Chenchen nodded obediently.
Shen Qingqing and Fu Jingshu turned and left the ward. They didn't go far. After leaving the hospital, they sat down at an outdoor coffee shop nearby.
The weather was approaching spring, the air was fresh, and the sun was abundant.
Shen Qingqing ordered a cup of coffee, took a sip, and sighed, "I hope we are not here for nothing this time."
"There will definitely be gains."
Fu Jingshu was very confident in Chenchen.
Especially Zhao Yixin, he was truly unexpected. A person who had been plagued by illness for so long could still be so cheerful.
Shen Qingqing sighed, "The last time I came to see him, I was also surprised. Although he was in the ward, he was talking to a nurse."
A person's state could be seen from their words and actions.
For example, Zhao Yixin.
He was truly open-minded. To be like this at such a young age, to look at life and death calmly and live peacefully, was truly rare.
Shen Qingqing cupped her coffee cup in her hands. "My only hope now is that Chenchen will improve after meeting him. That way, it won't have been a wasted trip."
"Mm."
Fu Jingshu held her hand and squeezed it gently.
Shen Qingqing's initially uneasy heart finally settled down. She would just leave everything to time.
She believed that Chenchen would get better.
The two sat in the coffee shop for nearly an hour before returning to the hospital.
In the ward, Chenchen and Zhao Yixin were sitting shoulder to shoulder on the hospital bed, chatting and laughing. Although Chenchen was mainly listening, he would occasionally respond.
This made Shen Qingqing very gratified.
"Chenchen."
Hearing his mommy's voice, Chenchen turned around with a smile on his face. "Mommy, Daddy."
Shen Qingqing raised an eyebrow slightly and opened her arms. Chenchen immediately ran to her. "Mommy, Brother Yixin and I were talking about drawing. Brother Yixin wants me to draw a portrait for him."
"Did you agree?"
"Yes." Chenchen looked at Zhao Yixin a little shyly. "Brother Yixin said he doesn't trust anyone else, so he wants me to draw for him."
What was there to not trust others about drawing a picture?
Shen Qingqing found it amusing, and at the same time, she was touched. She knew that Zhao Yixin was finding ways to get Chenchen to do something.
When one was busy, they wouldn't have time to worry about their emotions.
Shen Qingqing looked at Zhao Yixin gratefully. Zhao Yixin gave her a sunny smile. "Auntie, you're really amazing."
Shen Qingqing was confused. "Hm?"
"My younger brother is truly outstanding." Zhao Yixin praised sincerely. "I was chatting with my brother just now and realized that although he's young, he knows so much and has his own hobbies. I envy him."
"You can also cultivate hobbies for yourself." Shen Qingqing looked down at Chenchen, her gaze gentle.
Chenchen responded to his mommy with a smile.
Zhao Yixin gave a wry smile. "I've thought about it too, but my body doesn't allow it. Most importantly, my sister also doesn't agree."
Ever since he got sick, his sister had treated him like a fragile doll, wanting to hold him in her hands. Not to mention cultivating his own hobbies, she wouldn't even agree to him going out for a walk.
She was always worried about him.
"Your sister is also doing it for your own good."
"I know." Zhao Yixin had no complaints about this. "Because I know, I listen to whatever my sister says."
He felt that Shen Qingqing might have misunderstood, so he quickly explained again.
"I don't mean to complain. I know sister has always been doing things for me, and I will never complain about my sister."
Shen Qingqing was very pleased. "You are truly sensible. If your sister knew you had these thoughts, she would surely be very happy."
"Whether she knows or not, it doesn't matter." Zhao Yixin never spoke like this in front of his sister. He didn't want his sister to feel like he was always indebted to her.
His sister wouldn't like that.
Shen Qingqing said gently, "You're right."
Considering the time, they had been there for nearly three hours. Shen Qingqing didn't want to disturb Zhao Yixin any further.
"We have to go now. Get some good rest."
Zhao Yixin was a little reluctant. He quickly got off the bed and fumbled to put on his shoes. "Can't you stay a little longer?"
He and his sister had no friends, and no one had visited him in the hospital all these years.
Especially since he and Chenchen got along so well.
"No, we've stayed long enough today, and you need rest too." Shen Qingqing glanced at Chenchen. "I'll bring him to see you again next time. Will Chenchen come again?"
She asked deliberately.
Chenchen nodded without hesitation. "Of course, I have to come. I also promised to draw a portrait for Brother Yixin!"
"Okay, then it's settled."
After bidding farewell to Zhao Yixin, Shen Qingqing and Fu Jingshu took their child home. As they were entering the house, Chenchen suddenly said something.