Yang Xu really ate the gall of the ambitious leopard today, and he didn't hug his thighs and talk sweetly to Zong Zhengye, an upstart on weekdays.

But now, he dares to beat people.

Zong Zhengye didn't resist, if Yang Xu stabbed himself a few times, he might be more comfortable.

"So good to be a girl, what a hatred! What a grudge! Do you want this? ”

Zong Zhengye didn't speak, he staggered and almost fell to the ground. But he was held up by Zong Zhenghuang.

"Okay, you don't think it's messy enough, do you?" Zong Zhenghuang sneered. It was a lot quieter.

Tang Que was pushed out of the operating room.

Her body was tightly wrapped in a white cloth, and her face was pale and bloodless. The blood bag is still hanging on the infusion shelf.

Tang Zhun just glanced at Zong Zhengye deeply, and then pushed the wheelchair and followed the hospital bed to Tang Que's ward.

"Yang Xu, you're tired. Let's go down and get some rest. Yun Tianyue softly soothed.

Yang Xu didn't say anything more, turned around and went to the lounge.

The effect of anesthesia will not dissipate for a while. Tang Que will not wake up either.

Tang Zhun was beside the bedside, looking at Tang Que. My heart was sour.

"When she's better, I want to take her back." Tang Zhun was very distressed, his sister, that kind of pain only she knew.

No one in the room spoke, and they didn't know how to say it.

Everyone's heart ached. But this did not alleviate the pain and helplessness in my heart in the slightest.

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The mobile phone buzzed and vibrated in his pocket, and after a long moment of trance, Zong Zhengye took out the mobile phone from his pocket. Walk to the end of the hallway and pick it up.

"Daddy! Father! Where are you? Is mom with you? Chu Yan's voice came from the phone, with a slight anxiety and immaturity.

"Together, Chu Yan is good. You and your brother go to bed first, Mom and Dad won't be home tonight. Zong Zhengye comforted Chu Yan softly.

Chu Yan was silent on the phone for a while, today's father is a little different.

"Can I talk to my mom for a while?" Chu Yan asked cautiously.

"Mom is asleep at this moment, and Chu Yan sleeps obediently first. Would you like to talk to your mom tomorrow? ”

Chu Yan was silent on the phone for a long time before she said very reluctantly, "Then I'll hang up first." Goodbye Dad. ”

"Chu Yan is good~ good night baby."

"Good night Dad."

Hung up the phone, Zong Zhengye's mind kept echoing what Tang Que said.

"Ask your heart! Do you love? ”

Love? That's your own child, how can you not love it? But Tang Que asked himself if he knew what gift Chu Yan wanted on her birthday. What Chu Che likes. He didn't even know.

In the past three years, he has given too much time to work, too much time to socializing and banquets.

For children, and even for the whole family to neglect.

Tang Que, in the end, she changed her life. In the end, I was upset and couldn't feel at ease.

Zong Zhenghuang sighed and slowly put the phone in his pocket. When he turned around to go to the ward, he turned around and saw Zong Zhenghuang standing behind him.

"Brother." Zong Zhengye screamed, his voice was deep, and he didn't raise his head to look at him.

"Are you okay?" Zong Zhenghuang walked to Zong Zhengye's side, reached out and patted him on the shoulder. It's kind of appeasement.

"I'm fine." The corners of his lips pulled out a smile that even he hated. "It's not good at all."

I couldn't let go of Yunmo in my heart, but I was gradually moved by Tang Que, or I was moved by her. Isn't it? ”

Zong Zhengye raised his head and looked at Zong Zhenghuang, silent, which can be regarded as acquiescence.

"Ye, you've always been paranoid. Especially emotionally. But you should understand, if it's right. But you resist desperately, and nothing good will come of it. ”

"But I really can't get over my heart." Zong Zhengye's hand was on his chest, and his brows were furrowed.

Zong Zhenghuang wanted to say something, but after opening his mouth, he didn't say anything. "Again, let it be."

Zong Zhengye nodded, and then walked towards Tang Que's hospital room.

Tang Zhun was the only one in the ward, and he sat silently in his wheelchair, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at Tang Que. The eyes are not instantaneous.

"It's getting late, I'll have someone send you back. I'll just keep it here. Zong Zhengye said softly.

"You're guarding? You want her to die, right? Tang Zhun's tone was sharp and his words were mean. He wasn't such a person, but he was eager to protect his sister. Sarcastic words blurted out.

"I did wrong before, now I make amends." Zong Zhengye sighed and looked at Tang Zhun.

Tang Zhun glanced at it, pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

After a long silence, he turned his wheelchair and went out.

Zong Zhengye sat on the chair in front of the hospital bed, the room was dimly lit, and the instrument made a slight sound.

Tang Que closed his eyes, but his brows did not stretch.

"Although she has not been anesthetized, she is conscious." Yang Xu walked over wearing a white coat and holding a medical record folder in his hand.

"Yes." Zong Zhengye responded indifferently.

Yang Xu glanced at Zong Zhengye more, and he still had the mark of his fist on his face, which was very dazzling on that handsome and elegant face. The arm was bandaged, but the blood still oozed out.

Suddenly, Yang Xu sighed, didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

It's not that it's not emotionless, but why do you want to torture the opposite?

Zong Zhengye: This guy can't have torturous love, right? Sadomasochism? Neuropathy!

I kept watch all night, and the next morning. Yin Haoming sent a dry-cleaned suit. I washed up in the bathroom of the ward and changed into a suit. The whole person swept away the tiredness and malaise of the night. The spirit is much better.

"Did you buy anything?"

"I've already bought it, lean porridge, and Xiaolong bun."

"Yes. You go downstairs first, and I'll come down later. Zong Zhengye commanded.

When he returned to the room, Tang Que had already opened his eyes. She could only sleep on her side as much as possible, or sleep on her stomach.

"Fortunately, my chest is small, otherwise I would be uncomfortable to death on my stomach......" Tang Que squinted and joked, and then looked at Zong Zhengye's expression.

Sunlight peeked in through the thin curtains and sprinkled softly. also plated a layer of gold on Zong Zhengye's body, adding a softness to the plain white.

He didn't say much, and put a bowl of porridge in his hand. Sit on the edge of the bed and feed her.

Take a bite at a time, carefully and meticulously. However, his elbows trembled slightly.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Tang Que was delicate and frowned and asked.

"It's okay to feed you." Zong Zhengye chuckled and smiled. Tang Que didn't care much.

I ate lean porridge and xiaolongbao. Zong Zhengye stood up and said, "You have a good rest, I have already told the nanny to cook at noon and bring it over." And Chu Yan and Chu Che will also come. I'm going to work. ”