Good Morning, Mr. President!

One Thousand Two Hundred and Eighty Persistence (II)

As soon as Li Qiming finished speaking, Tang Yu's expression suddenly darkened.

Song Zhixing didn't understand at all and was confused. He wanted to ask what his grandfather meant, but he didn't know where to interrupt.

Tang Yu's expression gradually calmed down, "Master Li, you are a smart man. I know you can't do something that will hurt both sides."

"If Han Yan is fine, I really won't do anything that will hurt both sides. But if Han Yan has something today, your Tang family won't have a good time! I won't allow my daughter to be ruined by your Tang family again!"

The old man was emotional, as if he remembered the painful things in the past, and his eyes were red. After he finished speaking, his chest hurt so much that he coughed a few times and covered his chest. Song Zhixing stepped forward and supported the old man, "Grandpa, take your breath!"

His hand rubbed his chest for him.

At this moment, the door of the emergency room was pushed open from the inside. Tang Song came out. The old man heard the noise and walked over with crutches, ignoring the pain in his chest.

Song Zhixing secretly glanced at Tang Yu's swollen face. Tang Yu gave her a look that said "it's okay". Several people walked towards Tang Song who came out.

"How is my daughter now?" Old Master Li asked in a hoarse voice.

Tang Song said soothingly: "Don't worry, she is out of danger for the time being, but further observation is needed. Lung infection cannot be ruled out."

Hearing the words "out of danger for the time being", everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"When can my daughter come out?"

"Go get the hospitalization procedures first. After a little processing inside, she will be able to come out soon."

Song Zhixing volunteered, "I'll do it."

After getting Li Qiming's approval, she turned around and walked towards the elevator. There were not many people in the elevator in the VIP hospital building. Song Zhixing walked in, and the smooth elevator mirror reflected her pale face and swollen eyes. When I thought of my aunt's appearance, my heart ached.

The elevator door was slowly closing. At the last moment, a hand flashed in. The next second, the elevator door reopened. The familiar figure suddenly appeared in my eyes. Two people, you look at me, I look at you, after a brief and deep look, Tang Yu stepped into the elevator.

The tall figure approached, the man was like a mountain. Song Zhixing's eyes were blurred,

Almost without thinking, she dived into his arms. The soft and warm body was hugged in his arms, and Tang Yu's depressed heart felt a little better. He closed his eyes, his slender five fingers penetrated her soft long hair, and his big hand clasped the back of her head, and pressed her against his chest soothingly, "Xingxing, I am too negligent. I'm sorry!"

He apologized solemnly, and his words were full of heartache.

Song Zhixing wiped her tears on his shirt, unable to say a word, as if to vent her emotions, she held his shirt tightly with both hands, buried her head in his chest and cried uncontrollably.

The elevator door slowly closed. Other people in the elevator looked at the two of them with all kinds of inquiring eyes, but she seemed to be unaware. Tang Yu just rested his chin on the top of her head the whole time, patting her twitching back soothingly and patiently.

After a while.

The elevator reached the first floor, and everyone walked out one after another. Tang Yu pressed the elevator floor with one hand, hugged her with the other hand, and whispered: "It's already on the first floor."

Song Zhixing's emotions had calmed down a lot at this time. She came out of Tang Yu's arms with red eyes and nodded. Tang Yu led her out of the elevator.

In the VIP room, Song Zhixing was arranged by Tang Yu to sit at the window, and he signed the procedures on the other side. She looked at his back quietly from a distance, and in her mind, it was him for a while, and then it was the image of her aunt floating in the water. Her eyes were blurry, and she felt that Tang Yu was so close to her, but so far away...

So far away that there were unreachable mountains and rivers between them.

"The formalities are done." Tang Yu came back, lowered his head, and saw her absent-minded look at a glance. He squatted down and looked at her level, "What are you thinking about?"

Song Zhixing's dark eyes fell on his face, and when she met his caring eyes, her eyes gradually became shiny. She pulled her lips and forced a smile, raised her hand and fell on his face, which was still imprinted with palm marks, "Does it still hurt?"

Tang Yu shook his head and held her slender wrist in his palm lovingly. What kind of pain is this for him?

"Grandpa is really angry." She sniffed in a hoarse voice, "Don't bother with my grandpa. He only has my aunt as a daughter now... He is more sad than anyone else when my aunt gets into this kind of thing. So..."

Tang Yu felt a dull pain in his chest and kissed her soft palm, "You don't have to comfort me, you are the one who is sad now!"

Song Zhixing took a breath and choked back the hazy mist. Then, he said, "What did grandpa just say about the past between our Li family and your family? Second uncle, why have I never heard of it?"

Being asked this suddenly, Tang Yu's eyes became a little depressed, and his grip on her hand tightened a little. After a while, he said, "These are all adult matters, children should not ask too much."

"I am not a child anymore."

Tang Yu kissed her palm again lovingly, "In my eyes, you will always be a child."

Song Zhixing's eyes became hot again when she heard it. It is such a happy thing to be cherished and treated like a child by someone forever. However, when this kind of happiness is covered with a thick layer of dust and shackled with guilt, happiness no longer exists.

How far can I and my second uncle go with such shackles?

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go upstairs first." Tang Yu stood up, unwilling to continue her previous topic. Song Zhixing did not ask again. She didn't know if it was her illusion. She always felt that there were many mysteries in front of her. She couldn't guess what would be behind the mystery. However, she believed that what her second uncle was so reluctant to tell her must not be a very good truth. Since it was a bad truth, she would never know it.

She was like a snail, with no sense of security in the unknown world. She just wanted to hide in the originally peaceful world and live in peace, and didn't want something to suddenly pop up and subvert everything she had now. The feelings of her second uncle for her were the first and biggest subversion in her life. She almost tried her best to reluctantly accept it. More, for the time being, she couldn't bear it.

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The two went upstairs again, and Du Hui was waiting at the elevator entrance.

"Why are you standing here?" Tang Yu asked.

"Miss Li has come out and is now in ward 3201. If nothing unexpected happens, she should wake up soon."

Tang Yu nodded, "You go back first, there's nothing to do here."

Du Hui's inquiring eyes swept over the two of them. Tang Yu understood what he meant and just nodded, motioning him to leave. Du Hui responded and left.

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