Chapter 43 Caring for her seems to be instinctive

Mahkota Hospital.

Chu Qiao squatted in a corner, curled up his legs with both hands, and buried his head in his knees. Tears seemed to fall desperately uncontrollably, hot one by one, sliding down his cheeks and falling to the ground.

Isn't it okay? Could it be that all her efforts can only end here? Can she just wait for someone else to donate a kidney suitable for her father? Chu Qiao's shoulders trembled, and his teeth clenched his gray and dry lips.

She once thought that as long as she managed to raise money, things should go smoothly. Even if she was despised by Meng Yanxi, even if she was ridiculed by Meng Yanchen, even if she was bullied by Liu Xini and Zhang Xiaotong, she could still survive with a smile. The desire to cure her father's illness has always kept her desperate to continue walking.

However, today's physical examination report seemed to shatter all her mental support in an instant.

How should she comfort herself, and how should she comfort her father?

"Chu Qiao, why are you so useless? Why can't you donate your kidney even though you are your father's biological daughter...... Is it useful to cry, is it useful to cry?" The fabric on her knees was wet with her tears almost instantly, and Chu Qiao sobbed, scolding herself intermittently.

Money? Thought money could cure my father's illness?

Now that I have money, I still can't cure it...... What's the use?

Meng Yanchen ran out of Dr. Hao's office and began to pursue Chu Qiao's figure. She walked all over the third floor where the nephrology department was located, and searched every corridor and every ward carefully, but she didn't see the figure.

In fact, she is not as strong as she seems on the surface, will she do something stupid?

Meng Yanchen's eyes sank, and there was a trace of anxiety in his obsidian-like eyes. He began to abandon the third floor and go up the stairs in the direction of the fourth floor. His heart was very panicked, as if he was afraid of losing something, and he was so shrewd that he even forgot that he had a mobile phone in his pocket, and Chu Qiao's phone number was in his mobile phone.

After searching the fourth floor again, in a remote corridor on the fifth floor, he finally saw Chu Qiao's lonely figure. She made herself small, a petite person, and now it seems even more small and humble. Her cry sounded a little ethereal and sad in the silence of the corridor.

Meng Yanchen gasped for breath and slightly calmed his violently undulating chest. I want to care about her, I want to know how she is, I want to comfort her, I don't know why, these thoughts have been crying in his heart, and he can't resist. It seems that caring for her is an instinct of his.

"Chu Qiao......" Meng Yanchen heard his voice.

Chu Qiao heard someone calling her name, she raised her head, her little face was full of tears, even in this not very bright environment, she could see a layer of tears on her face, and broken tears hung on her long eyelashes.

"Meng Yanchen!" Chu Qiao didn't expect that she would meet Meng Yanchen here, her apricot eyes widened, staring at Meng Yanchen in disbelief. Why did he come here? How did he come here? She could even see a trace of pity and pity flashing in Meng Yanchen's eyes.

"You know everything, don't you?" Because he had been squawing for a long time and his legs were a little numb, Chu Qiao subconsciously leaned against the wall and staggered to his feet. Since he found her here, he should have known about his father's illness.

"Hmm. Meng Yanchen took a few steps closer and did not deny it.

"Do you want to come and see my jokes again and see how miserable I am?" Chu Qiao's voice carried a faint wry smile: "I don't need your sympathy, I will obediently stay by your side and earn the remaining three million eight million." He had never asked her why she had spent such a large sum of money, and he had never asked what she had done with the 1.2 million she had taken? If he had asked once before, even once, maybe she would have been tempted to tell him all these things!

However, he didn't, not at all!

Now, he's caring for her again, what's he doing? She doesn't need his fake kindness, his fake compassion. At that time, between himself and Zhang Xiaotong, he never believed her. He's just obsessed with his body and wants to imprison himself around him. She didn't believe that he would really care about her and her father's condition!

"Meng Yanchen, if you really pity me!, then please let me be quiet for a few days, and don't let me go to bed with you!" Chu Qiao sneered, but the tears still flowed uncontrollably.

Meng Yanchen's hand was clenched tightly, and the green tendons on the back of his hand emerged. Her smile is glutinous and warm, not necessarily beautiful, but it makes people feel gentle. But now, she is like a hedgehog under attack, erecting the thorns all over her body and facing the enemy. However, the tears on her face betrayed her, revealing her vulnerability and sadness.

He stood still, his eyes glistening with pain. He didn't want to see such a Chu Qiao, obviously so sad, but he still had to pretend to be strong.

"Meng Yanchen, don't you understand? I'm sad, I beg you, don't appear in front of me, okay?" The tears were very heavy, falling to the ground, splashing crystal tears.

Meng Yanchen's eyes deepened and he walked in front of Chu Qiao. With a big hand, he hooked Chu Qiao into his broad chest. Chu Qiao struggled and wanted to get free, but the harder she broke away, the tighter Meng Yanchen held Chu Qiao in her arms.

"Meng Yanchen, you let go of me!"

"Don't let go, I resolutely won't let go ......" Meng Yanchen's voice was firm.

"Then, what do you want? You've already seen my jokes, what, isn't it enough?" Chu Qiao was no longer stubborn, and there was only a thick sadness left in his voice.

Meng Yanchen's heart was bitter: "Chu Qiao, no." I didn't want to see your jokes, I just, just wanted to care about you!I'm sorry ......"

How long has it been since he said it? It seems that it was eight years ago, and he stopped saying it, maybe even earlier. But looking at Chu Qiao who was in pain, he didn't hesitate to say it, he just wanted her to be quietly in his arms and stop resisting him.

Although those three words were very light, Chu Qiao heard them.

The outer wall, which was not tenacious enough, collapsed at once because of his three words, she no longer resisted, no longer tried to break away from his warm and reassuring embrace, she simply buried her head deeper, and cried loudly.

All the pain, all the unwillingness, all the helplessness, all the sadness, all turned into hot tears and fell on Meng Yanchen's chest. Meng Yanchen unconsciously hugged the trembling person in his arms, and coaxed softly: "Chu Qiao, cry, cry, cry out, it will be a little better...... I'll find a way, I'll find a way to cure my uncle's illness!" he moved cautiously, for fear of hurting Chu Qiao. Such a woman made him feel distressed, and he felt that his heart was no longer complete. He was willing to do anything to get her smile back every day, and his heart would no longer ache.

Tears dripped, wetting his shirt, and he could only sigh at the heat of her tears......

He used to wander among many women, he had seen women laughing, of course, he had seen women crying, basically every time he broke up with him, they would always cry and cry, but he never cared how hot their tears were?

After crying.

Chu Qiao wiped the tears in her eyes, looked at Meng Yanchen's face that was no longer cold, and couldn't help but say, "Meng Yanchen, can you not be so good to me?" She was afraid that she would be lost, and she would be afraid of losing. She had nothing left now, and she didn't want to dream about it with some unrealistic fantasy. But the day she wakes up from the dream, she will be more painful than death.

Meng Yanchen was stunned for a moment, and his eyes flowed slightly: "Don't think too much, I just care about you...... Anyway, you can be regarded as an employee of Meng's family. It is also normal for a boss to be concerned about the situation of his subordinates. ”

The corners of Chu Qiao's mouth pulled up a wry smile. Care, his concern for her, is the concern of his boss for his subordinates. Oh, I see.

"I want to go see my father......" Chu Qiao said lightly, turned around, and walked to the third floor. Meng Yanchen didn't speak, just followed behind her.

Chu Qiao walked into the senior ward of the nephrology department, Meng Yanchen thought about it, and still leaned quietly outside the door.

In the hospital room.

Chu Jingwu opened his somewhat godless eyes and looked at the snow-white ceiling. The nurse aunt next to him was wiping his hands with a warm, wet towel.

"Dad. I've come to see you......" Chu Qiao tried to smile and make herself look very energetic, she jumped like an innocent little girl and came to her father's side: "Aunt Zhang, you can rest for a while." Give me the towel and I'll wipe it for my dad!"

"Miss Nachu, I'll leave it to you here......"

"Qiao Qiao......" Chu Jingwu saw Chu Qiao, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he spoke: "Qiao Qiao, are you busy with work, don't always come to see me?

"I'm not busy! I've told you that the new company is good, and my colleagues treat me well, boss...... The boss was also very nice to me and gave me a lot of salary!"

"Really?" Chu Jingwu glanced at Chu Qiao and sighed, "Qiaoqiao...... I don't want to be cured anymore, it's too expensive...... Moreover, I want to go home...... "He knows his own body, and he also knows that his illness will drag Chu Qiao down alive, and he wants to go home, thinking about Xiangxue and Xiaoruo. The two of them never came to see him......

Hearing these words, Chu Qiao wiped his father's hands and paused: "Dad, it's okay! I have a high salary, and I work hard." After that, I didn't allow my father to say anything about not curing the disease. If you want to go home, you must recover from your illness as soon as possible. Aunt Xue is taking care of her, and she is a little busy...... "She can't bear to debunk the fact that Aunt Xue won't come."

After all, Dad and Aunt Xue have lived together for several years, and they also have feelings.

"Oh!" Chu Jingwu nodded slightly.

Meng Yanchen's vision was very deep, but the focus fell completely on Chu Qiao's body...... All the time, all the time, watching her wipe her father's body, watching her read the newspaper to her father, watching her say some childish kind things to make the old man happy, the strings in my heart were easily stirred......