For Chang Sheng, this is a better late than never, and he hopes it will come back …
Chapter 242 Do you believe in miracles, Jonathan?
Hertha’s affordable housing is really easy to get lost. Even if Changsheng has been here once, he will still get lost this time.
However, this time there was a lot of noise. A whole Hertha bus full of players drove into this block, and the horse became the focus of attention. He was not asked to ask for directions himself. Naturally, someone took them to find a place.
Jonathan’s house is definitely not spacious. There are more than twenty people crowded into it, and they can’t turn around.
Changsheng had to let all the players go out and come in in groups of three or five, otherwise everyone could not do anything.
Considering that children are places where patients need adequate rest, each batch of players are allowed to stay in them for up to one minute.
The standard process of all players in the restricted area is to put gifts and say two words of encouragement and comfort, and then let Mediano bring photographers to take pictures on both sides of the bed
These photos will be left to the child’s family.
Jonathan Megia seemed very happy to take a photo with so many Hertha stars as a souvenir, and forgot the pain. This may be one of the few happy moments he has had since he got sick.
He really didn’t expect the team to come after Changsheng came to visit him.
This is really a surprise for him.
He has lost all his hair because of chemotherapy, wearing a round bald head and taking a group photo with everyone with a smile.
Changsheng has been chatting with Jonathan’s parents in the living room at this time.
He wants to find out from Jonathan’s parents some questions about Jonathan’s recent mental condition.
From his parents’ mouth, Chang Sheng learned that Jonathan recovered his silence as soon as he and Avril left.
A pair of everything to attract his attention.
Obviously, this is depression.
Even if he comes, he can make Jonathan happy for a while, that is, in ten minutes, when he leaves, Jonathan will return to his old style.
Ever-victorious heard straight frown, and Avril Lavigne was right …
"Do you need some financial help …" He asked about many cases in which people can wait for death because they have no money.
But obviously the Jonathan family is not the problem.
"It’s not the money. The doctor says there is no hope of treatment for him now." Speaking of his illness, his mother is crying secretly beside him, but being a father is relatively indifferent. Perhaps he has been psychologically prepared for this for a long time.
"We just want him to live a happy life in the last period of his life. A few days ago, his mother asked him what birthday gift he wanted. As a result, he said nothing because he wanted your signature …"
Changsheng has written little Jonathan to his parents.
Seeing my parents is crying.
"Thank you so much for coming." The father thanked Chang Sheng. "Although we all want him to have a better life in his last days, he is always depressed. He seems to have lost interest in moving on … which makes us very headache. He is only ten years old, but …"
Indifferent father also said not to go.
Being a mother is even more sobbing.
A child as young as 10 years old is suffering from terminal leukemia, which is a great blow to this family. The prevalence of leukemia in Europe is indeed high, but it is also a probability of three to seven out of 100,000 people.
However, the probability of such a thing happening to one’s own children is 100% for one’s parents.
It’s hard to accept such a thing. Their children are only ten years old and should have a hopeful one. There are many possibilities in the future, but now there is only one possibility left, and that is death.
This topic is too heavy, and the father is aware of it. It is not suitable to tell the guests that Changsheng is kind enough to visit his son. You can’t make Changsheng’s mood worse because of this. What’s more, the team has a game. If Changsheng’s mood is also bad, it will affect the team’s performance …
So he changed the subject.
Changsheng didn’t continue to ask about his child’s leukemia, which was their wound, and he didn’t want to continue to tear it.
The two sides are chatting casually, and the last batch of players came out.
Changsheng nodded to his parents. It’s his turn to go in.
……
When Changsheng walked into Jonathan’s bedroom, he found that Jonathan’s room was full of all kinds of gifts given to him by the players-jerseys and football, boots with their signatures, as well as various official shops selling scarves, cups, badges, hats and so on around the club.
This is the second time that Changsheng has seen this little fan.
Long-term chemotherapy has destroyed his body, but today it may be because of the arrival of Hertha players that he looks good, and he is not a child living in despair
Jonathan’s eyes lit up when he saw Changsheng walk in, struggling to sit up.
Changsheng came to Jonathan’s window to signal him to lie down and said to him, "Are you surprised that we meet again?"
Jonathan nodded his head and saw it the day before. It’s really surprising to see you again today.
"I came to thank you with the team, Jonathan," Changsheng said with a smile.
Jonathan froze. "Thank me?" His immature voice sounds hoarse, which may be that he is ill, but his voice is gaunt despite his good spirit.
"Yes, yes, you pray before the emperor every day to help us finally defeat many powerful enemies and upgrade successfully." Chang Shengyi said solemnly.
Jonathan Megia, however, smiled "thank you often" in a tone that was not like a child of about ten years old at all.
He understands the meaning of winning, although he is young, he can understand the meaning of winning.
He knew that it was a constant victory to comfort him and told him that his prayers were effective and that he had contributed to the team’s promotion.
Actually, it has nothing to do with him.
But Jonathan is willing to believe it now, even though he lied to him.
"Er, I heard from your parents that you have about half a month …" Chang Sheng decided to get to the point. He couldn’t disturb the children for too long. Even if the players in front strictly abide by the one-minute limit for each batch, it would be nine minutes.
"Ten days, to be exact." Jonathan Megia Lewis corrected the winning streak.
"Don’t be so pessimistic, Jonathan. Maybe they miscalculated. You can live for a long, long time?"
Jonathan Megia shook his head. "I am long past the age of dreaming."
Changsheng was amused by his old-fashioned tone and could not help laughing.
"Then I must still be dreaming," he said with a smile. "I still have many dreams that I can be the top head coach in the world."
"You can do it often," Jonathan said, and then his tone became low and depressed. "But I have lost the qualification to dream."