Suddenly, all the past thoughts and emotions were like a wave, which shocked me almost unsteadily, and he hypnotized himself. I looked at the little assistant with some excitement, and my voice trembled slightly: "Where's Dr. Xia, where is he?"

"He was with Dr. Chu. He said give me the keys if you're busy, they have an academic conference to attend in the afternoon. The assistant kept smiling.

I handed her the key a little absently, but I was really relieved, and I couldn't help but say to her, "I'll go see Dr. Xia." As he spoke, he walked briskly towards Dr. Zhu's office. As he said, there will be risks. Even if I was ruthless to him, I couldn't ignore him after he offered everything to help me.

The little assistant locked the door and ran a few steps to keep up with my steps, I arrived at the door of Dr. Zhu's office, and was about to knock on the door, when the little assistant grabbed my hand: "I'll go in first and have a look." I paused and waited anxiously outside the door.

After a while, the little assistant came out and waved at me and said, "Dr. Xia is resting, he is a little tired." I grabbed my assistant's hand and pleaded, "Let me take a look." Just a moment. ”

The little assistant looked a little embarrassed, looked at me and hesitated, and opened the door: "Okay then." I walked in lightly on tiptoe, Zhu Changxiu was sorting out the list on the table outside, saw me smiled faintly, and said softly: "Zhijin will rest inside." ”

I hesitated and asked, "Did he do hypnosis?"

Zhu Changxiu paused, looked at my persistent gaze, nodded anyway, and sighed softly: "I can't resist him." Made it for him. ”

My heart suddenly ached, as if something had been drilled open, oozing blood drop by drop. I walked lightly to the door of the inner room, the room was very dark, just after hypnosis, Zhu Changxiu did not change the layout of the room. Dr. Xia reclined on the chaise longue, his head lowered, outlined only by the dim light. It's exhausting to watch.

My throat seemed to be choked by something, and I was a little choked up and couldn't speak. stared at his silhouette blankly for a while, then turned around slightly, and said to Zhu Changxiu: "I'm still a little out in advance, please take care of him." Thank you for me. ”

Zhu Changxiu nodded, paused and sighed and said, "I think that if he is willing to take such a big risk to do such a thing, he must not need your thanks." After speaking, he looked at my gaze, and there was a sense of inquiry.

Psychiatrists have a keen sense of seeing through people, I lowered my head in some trepidation, twitched the corners of my mouth unnaturally and smiled: "Then, I'll go first." Thank you. As he spoke, he turned and walked out quickly.

My steps are very fast, this office, this building, I feel a kind of breathless suffocation, love to the depths, is it a burden? I don't know, I just want to get out as soon as possible. Later, I almost trotted out of the scientific research building, and a hint of winter wind blew in my face, and my face ached, and I realized that I didn't know when, tears had already flowed out.

I waved my hand to stop a taxi, ordered to go to Si Zhiheng, looked at the crowd coming and going outside the car window, and pictures flashed in my mind, and before I knew it, Dr. Xia and I had gone through these days: the first time I met, he smiled lightly and gave me a book on psychotherapy; when I was sick, when I was in pain, a steaming meal, a concerned and gentle face; Nuan Nuan would smile and throw herself into his arms, and would say that he was her father in front of people; on a rainy night, he held an umbrella to save me from a dangerous journey, and on a moonlit autumn night, he lit a city of fireworks to share my two lives---------

My heart was rolling, and my face was already full of tears. To him, in the past and present life, I only have one sentence of "I'm sorry", I don't know what I can do, I have to worry about him in two lives, and I don't know how long I have to say sorry------

The taxi soon arrived downstairs at Si Zhiheng, I wiped my tears, and called Zhao Yijing: "Are you in the company? I'm downstairs in your house, and I'm looking for you for something." ”

Zhao Yijing's voice was a little dull: "I'm at the base on the outskirts of the city, come here." "I'm right to think about it, I'm really confused, he wants to imitate Yuejin, and naturally he won't do it blatantly in the company. Immediately ordered the driver to turn around and go to the new production base of Silk Zhiheng. Zhao Yijing took me here once before, and there, I experienced the same amazing work as the Yangzhou Weaving Factory during the Republic of China.

When I arrived at the base, I adjusted my mood, and the guard at the gate had received a call from above and let me in. I walked to the door of Zhao Yijing's office, the door was open, I was about to raise my hand and knock on the door, only to hear Zhao Yijing's somewhat cold tone inside: "This is the final draft?

There was another submissive voice inside, I knocked on the door hard, the sound in the room stopped, and Zhao Yijing said, "Come in." ”

I pushed the door in, and came out with a dejected young man, who thought it was the design of the factory logo. It is indeed difficult to imitate what was more than 70 years ago. Zhao Yijing was sitting behind the desk, holding his forehead and frowning. Seeing me come in, his face softened slightly: "Qingyang, why are you here?" After speaking, he looked at me carefully, stood up and walked to my side, held my shoulder and said, "Why is your face a little bad?"

"Nope. I forced out a smile and asked, "Still not going well?"

"Hmm. Zhao Yijing smiled bitterly, "I found another designer at noon, let's try it in a few ways." He pinched my face as he spoke, "It's cool." ”

I bit my lip, took out the piece of paper from my bag and handed it to Zhao Yijing, trying my best to calm my mood: "Look at this icon, can it be used?"

Zhao Yijing took it, the whole person was a little stunned, his brows frowned slightly, his eyes gradually lit up, after a long time, he raised his head suddenly, looked at me deeply and asked, "Qingyang, where did this come from?"

I was asked, I didn't know the explanation, and after a while, I asked him softly: "Can it be used? I will tell you more when I have time, this should be the real Chengyue brocade factory standard. ”

Zhao Yijing stared at me for a long time, nodded, and said inside: "Old Yu, let Zhang Gong come to me this time, the factory is calibrated, hurry up and produce, don't forget to make it old." Not long after the phone was put down, a middle-aged man came over, and Zhao Yijing left a copy of the drawings and handed it to him: "Just do this." ”

The man stared at the drawings and sighed, "This is amazing, a little bit of that." I'll go. He turned and walked out. I have a feeling in my heart that I can't say, why don't you feel like it?

Zhao Yijing's phone rang again, and I smiled at him and said, "You are busy first, I will go back first." ”

Zhao Yijing nodded: "Okay." I'll go back later in the evening. After speaking, he said, "By the way, you are not feeling well, don't drive, I will ask Master Zhang to send you back." I nodded, I didn't drive in the first place, and after hypnosis yesterday, I didn't have much strength, so I naturally couldn't drive.

When I returned home, I thought that I had been hypnotized and became this physically exhausted appearance, and I didn't know how Dr. Xia's body was. I couldn't help but call him, but I made several calls, all of which were turned off. I thought it was turned off during hypnosis, and then I forgot to turn it on.

Until five o'clock, Dr. Xia was about to get off work, and his mobile phone was still turned off. I'm a little worried. I called the office phone of his institute and no one answered. There was really no way, I searched Zhu Changxiu's office phone, called him, rang several times, and finally someone answered, my heart thumped up, and asked, "Is it Dr. Zhu?" I am Song Qingyang. ”

There was a male voice on the other side of the phone, but it was not Zhu Changxiu, who seemed to be older: "I'm not, Dr. Zhu has gone to Beijing." I'm helping him sort things out and I'll find someone to bring them to him later. ”

"Going to Beijing?" I was a little surprised, "he's still there in the morning." As I spoke, I couldn't help asking, "I'm a friend of Dr. Zhu and Dr. Xia, and I want to ask where Dr. Xia has gone, and my phone is always turned off when I call him." Can you see him, if I see him later, remind him to turn it on, I'm looking for him something. ”

The man listened to my words and didn't say anything, and paused for a long time before saying, "Are you a friend of Dr. Xia?"

I nodded, but a hint of foreboding faintly rose in my heart, his silence scared me, and my voice trembled a little: "What's wrong with Doctor Xia?"

The man was silent for a moment and said, "During the afternoon meeting, Dr. Xia fainted. Now Dr. Xia has been sent to the hospital in Beijing, and Dr. Zhu has accompanied Dr. Xia. I'm looking for Dr. Xia's medical report here and sending it to them. ”

I don't know how I hung up the phone, and my mind is a complete mess. I only felt that my breath was so tight that I could barely breathe, Sister Li looked bad at me, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong Qingyang?"

I waved my hand at her, and my voice was almost like a gossamer: "Sister Li, I'll trouble you to pick up Nuan Nuan later." I'll lie down for a while, and I'll just lie down for a while. As he spoke, he leaned back on the couch, and his head thundered, almost exploding like thunder. Guilt, countless guilt. I'm a little confused.

I don't know how long it took, a pair of strong hands held me, and my voice was very anxious: "Qingyang, what's wrong with you?" I opened my eyes, looked at Zhao Yijing and said weakly: "Yijing, why are you back?"

"The factory standard is very smooth, the company is fine, I will come back first, see that your expression is not right in the afternoon. He touched my forehead, "Why is it so hot? "As he spoke, he was going to pick me up.

I struggled to push Zhao Yijing's hand away and asked, "Sister Li, are you going to pick up Nuan Nuan?"

Zhao Yijing responded: "I asked Master Zhang to take her to pick her up." I'll be back later. Take you to the hospital first. ”

I waved my hand, calmed down, and said, "I don't have to go to the hospital." Respectfully, I have something to tell you. ”