"Then what should I do? Who is going to tell him?" Wu Yaohua said in a panic, looking at her daughter with confused eyes, "I don't dare to say it." Why don't I discuss it with your uncle?"

"What do you have to discuss with him? Does he care about my dad?"

Ange is irritable, she, a mother, knows how to retreat when things come to an end.

has no opinions all his life, and is at the mercy of others.

In her previous life, her personality should have been like her, she had no opinions, no brains, and she didn't know that she was too thick and too high, so she was destined to suffer.

As the old saying goes, character determines destiny.

But looking at her increasingly haggard pale cheeks, thin figure and irrepressible sad expression, An Ge moved his lips and swallowed what he wanted to say.

She thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, I'll go talk about it." ”

"You ......" Wu Yaohua's fingers tightly tugged at the sleeve of her dress, "What do you want to say? You can't say it so seriously, his body is already going to be unbearable, and he can't bear it anymore......"

An Ge pulled out the sleeve of his clothes from her hand: "Don't worry, my dad is not so fragile." ”

After speaking, she entered the door of the ward, An Qingbao was lying on the bed watching TV, heard the movement, and smiled at her, "An Ge, are you here?"

An Ge said "um", dragged a bench, and sat next to the hospital bed to watch a TV program with him for a while.

She didn't look at what was on the TV, only the light and shadow were flickering in front of her, and the sound was chirping in her ears, and she didn't know what to say.

"Daddy......" she said, swallowing, pausing and frowning in thought, mentally organizing the language.

An Qingbao glanced at her.

"You haven't slept yet, I heard from my mother, today the expert came for a follow-up visit again, aren't you tired?" An Ge had nothing to say.

An Qingbao reached out for the remote control and turned off the TV. Turning his face to look at her, he said quietly, "An Ge, do you have something to say to me?"

An Gelen was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and nodded.

An Qingbao: "Is it for surgery?"

An Ge was stunned again, "You know everything?"

An Qingbao took a deep breath, and patted the back of her hand with a rough palm: "An Ge, your father has been a soldier since he was seventeen years old, and he has been a guard for Deputy Commander Ning, he has participated in large and small wars, and he has crawled out of the pile of dead people several times, and there are many gunshot wounds on his body, I haven't seen anything, you say, how can I be afraid of death?"

Ange: "......"

An Ge's chest seemed to be blocked by something, and he choked there and couldn't breathe.

Sad, trance, and distressed feelings welled up in my heart like water.

An Qingbao looked at his daughter deeply, his eyes moistened slightly: "Child, don't worry, since you are sick, you have to listen to the doctor, you have to operate when you need it, you can do what you want, it's not a big deal." After a pause, he said, "Also, don't listen to your mother." ”

An Ge: "Dad, Mom, she is also worried about ......"

An Qingbao nodded: said in a low voice: "I know, she is in a hurry." It's for my good, I've let her over the years, but I'm really annoying her, always chattering, can't get to the point, doesn't have an opinion, believes what others say, but her brother is not really good for her. …… Alas, forget it, she always felt that she had lost money by marrying me...... You've grown up, and I'm not here anymore, so you have to watch her more. ”

"Dad, the surgery will be successful. An Ge choked up.

"Well, I know. An Qingbao said calmly.

Ange's tears finally fell.

*

An Qingbao operated on the second day of surgery, and An Ge specially asked Yang Lixin for leave.

Yang Lixin had heard a lot of rumors about An Qingbao's hospitalization before, and now he believed it even more, Ning Jiashu and An Ge might not be childhood sweethearts, and they didn't guess, it wasn't a joke of their son.

Otherwise, how could Ning Jiashu spend so much time for An Qingbao, who was a small director of a farm far away in a place where birds don't.

Even the driver of Deputy Commander Ning was transferred.

I heard that I often go to visit, isn't it obvious that I treat An Ge's family as my own?

Now An Ge wants to ask for leave, where is there a reason not to approve, not only the approval of leave is fast, but also asked with special concern: "You see that your father is sick, if there are any difficulties to reflect to the organization, and where the organization needs to come forward, we will definitely do our best." ”

An Ge nodded and said respectfully: "Thank you for your concern." ”

Yang Lixin said: "It's all right, Ange, you are the rising star of our dance team, we have to focus on cultivating you." ”

After thinking about it, he said again: "By the way, tomorrow is the selection of the protagonist of "Red Detachment of Women", can you rush back to participate?"

An Ge then remembered that tomorrow was the protagonist selection exam, and she had put a lot of effort into it, no matter how late she came back from the hospital every day, she would go to the practice room to practice for another hour.

She likes this drama and the role of Wu Qinghua, who is indomitable, strong, and fighting in fate.

She also likes Wu Qinghua's feelings for Hong Changqing, from the initial admiration to the later admiration, she spurs herself to grow up bit by bit, and finally can stand side by side with him.

But now, she may be out of the picture.

She sighed secretly and shook her head, "My dad is going to have surgery tomorrow morning, so he may not have time to attend." ”

Yang Lixin sighed regretfully, and his fingers tapped on the table, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he said, "I heard that you often go to the practice room at night to practice, and this kind of hard work is worth learning from. ”

An Ge smiled and didn't speak.

An Qingbao will enter the operating room early tomorrow morning, and An Ge will go to the hospital tonight to accompany her.

After she went to the dormitory to get a change of clothes, she didn't leave immediately, and leaned on the bed alone.

Everyone in the dormitory is rehearsing in the practice room at this time, and the exam is going to be tomorrow, everyone is working hard, and she is the only one in the dormitory.

A lone lamp illuminates the desk, and the light is warm.

Her high school textbook was neatly placed on the desk, and there was a half-made exercise book on the desk, scribbled in handwriting, showing her absent-mindedness during this period.

Tired, tired, exhausted, and the loneliness that came up from the bottom of my heart.

I really want to find a shoulder to lean on, so I won't be so tired.

But who can help her?

Who?

With a flash in his mind, he thought of Ning Jiashu.

This time, from beginning to end, it was Ning Jiashu who was helping her, picking up people, arranging hospitals, finding doctors, and visiting every once in a while, and he didn't even forget to teach her a lesson.

"Don't be crying and crying, crying and chirping......"

"You said that you have a troubled and bitter face, who will be in ......a good mood when you look at it?"

If you're in a bad mood, it's not good, and who didn't let you look at my face......

After a while, she subconsciously touched her face again, is it really bitter and hateful, does it make people feel unhappy?