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It was too early for Lin Keji to get up yet, Liao Wanyu waited silently on the other end of the phone, only to hear the person who answered the phone muttered a few words that he couldn't understand, I don't know if he told her, after more than ten seconds, the voice was clear again, and it had been changed.

"What's wrong?" This meeting has just dawned, if it weren't for the important matter of being in a hurry, he knew that Liao Wanyu would not call at this time.

"We are in Nanjing, and the master is not ......very good," Liao Wanyu choked up when she said this.

Lin Keji couldn't see any big mood swings after listening to it, but the hand that was buttoning the collar of the long shirt with one hand paused, and then asked about the hotel where they settled and the hospital where Tang Tingou was staying, and hung up in a hurry.

Those who come to the hospital mailroom to borrow a phone either ask for hospitalization fees from their families, or report that they are critically ill or simply report their funeral. The old man didn't even look at Liao Wanyu, a little girl who silently shed tears alone, and put the phone away again.

Liao Wanyu took out five dimes from her bag while crying, put it on the table and turned around and left.

The corridor was not clean, there were patients screaming "oops, oops", and nurses hurrying past pushing gurneys, she blurred her eyes to see people coming and going, and she couldn't tell if this was a place full of life and hope, or a place full of death and parting.

Zhang Dingyun smoked most of the pack of cigarettes in the garden, but the cigarette dealer not far from the entrance of the hospital did not have the American brand he was used to smoking, so he could only buy a pack back casually, and when he entered the door, he saw Liao Wanyu standing on the edge of the corridor in a daze, he walked over and patted her shoulder gently.

Tang Tingou is a very important person for Liao Wanyu, not that he provided funds for Liao Wanyu to operate Datonghu, but this person, after she lost her parents, filled the position of the father in her heart, and even has to say that Tang Tingou used a lot more energy on her than Liao Zhanshan.

The handkerchief in the hand of "Senior Brother ......" had long been soaked with tears, and Liao Wanyu simply wiped it with her sleeve.

Zhang Dingyun stretched out his hand and pulled her slowly towards Tang Tingou's ward, wanting to comfort her, but felt that those words that he didn't want to hear, Liao Wanyu didn't want to hear either.

"Where were you going?" If Qiu Baitao hadn't robbed someone halfway, he wouldn't have known that Liao Wanyu had left Shanghai.

Liao Wanyu sniffed and wiped her tears again, she could barely see the painted wooden floor under her feet clearly, "Tianjin." ”

Zhang Dingyun paused, turned his head to look at Liao Wanyu as if he was a madman, "At this time, you still dare to run north?" ”

Liao Wanyu knew the danger and did not refute it, lowering her eyelids and fixing her gaze on the woody floor. The two were in a stalemate for a while, and Zhang Dingyun was defeated first.

"If you call me a senior brother, I'll be cheeky and be your brother." He shifted his steps and made way for the patient who was being pushed by a wheelchair, "Your own business, think clearly, the head ...... his family has a wife."

Zhang Dingyun had heard about his little junior sister combing herself, but in his eyes, this thing was just a little girl's momentary mood, and he couldn't take it seriously.

Therefore, since he saw her thoughts about Xie Yuru, Zhang Dingyun was not surprised, after all, the Overseer was much more obvious than his own junior sister.

But no matter what, after all, the Xie family has a housemother, and Liao Wanyu really wants to go over to be a concubine, Zhang Dingyun still feels that she has suffered a loss.

If it is more modern, it is not impossible for men and women to live together without getting married, but in the final analysis, they will be criticized.

He is such a junior sister, he was very protective when the master was there, and now the master's situation is not very good, and she is not without a backer.

Zhang Dingyun can't stand the loss.

"Let's talk about it......" Liao Wanyu didn't have the heart to think about anything else now, and hoped that Tang Tingou could get through this hurdle. Although she also knew that her master's body would not last long, it was good to wait for Lin Keji to come.

The two brothers and sisters waited in Nanjing for two days, reading and reading poems to him in front of Tang Tingou's hospital bed every day, and from time to time they would say a few words about Lin Keji's arrival.

Most of the people who were in a coma were still a little conscious, and Tang Tingou's condition miraculously did not deteriorate.

By the evening of the third day, when Lin Keji rushed to the hospital ward, the old man who was still in a coma seemed to have a sense, and the corners of his eyes were crying all the time.

Just when everyone thought it should be fine, in the second half of the night, the situation suddenly became critical.

Tang Tingou, who was in a coma, gradually changed from occasionally pulling out to uncontrollably pumping a few times every few seconds, during which the doctor came to see him twice, and both said that he could not do anything.

Tang Tingou was put two wooden chopsticks horizontally in his mouth, it is said that in order to prevent him from biting his tongue, Liao Wanyu sat on the edge of the bed and cried while supporting him, and the whole person was out of breath.

Lin Keji's eyes were very red, and he could see that he was very sad, but that emotion had been suppressed by him, and instead made him one of the few people present who seemed to be calm.

He called Zhang Dingyun outside the ward and began to discuss the matter of returning to Shanghai.

In Nanjing and Shanghai, Tang Tingou's name and Zhang's family were more comfortable than Lin Keji, and the two discussed it a little and decided not to delay time by land or water, so Zhang Dingyun came forward and borrowed a plane to go back.

There is a civil route from Nanjing to Shanghai, to put it bluntly, they are nothing more than a plane out of their wallets, although its price can be regarded as an astronomical amount for ordinary people, but for Lin Keji and Zhang Dingyun, it is not impossible to get it.

The person entrusted by Zhang Dingyun was very reliable, and it took less than half an hour to finalize the price and departure time, and early the next morning, the three of them, together with two other hired medical personnel, boarded the plane to Shanghai.

When the plane landed, Tang Tingou miraculously woke up.

Liao Wanyu has been crying every day for the past few days, plus she has slept less, and a pair of walnuts with swollen eyes are like them, and as soon as she saw her master's eyelids move, she opened them very slowly, and she couldn't help but start crying. She had never shed so many tears when she was shipwrecked and stranded on an isolated island.

This Liao Wanyu was still happy, but Lin Keji over there was even heavier in his heart, and he intuitively felt that he had returned to the light.

Sure enough, less than two hours after that, Tang Tingou fell into a coma again, and finally survived until more than eleven o'clock, after all, the next day still did not pass.

Liao Wanyu went to the water room to wash her face with cold water because she was sleepy, and when she came back, she saw Lin Keji and Zhang Dingyun standing on the edge of the bed, and two doctors leaned over to examine Tang Tingou.

This situation is actually no different, she has seen it many times since Tang Tingou was hospitalized, but this time she has not yet stepped into the threshold of the ward, as if she knows something, tears fall involuntarily.

"...... teacher" She only said one word, her throat was blocked, and when she got to the side of the hospital bed, her hand was grabbed by Zhang Dingyun.

Lin Keji stood at the end of the bed with red eyes, slightly bowing his head to watch the doctors give Tang Tingou a final examination, and when the doctors stopped and shook their heads at him, the tears in his eyes fell silently.

Tang Tingou's funeral was very beautiful, most of the people who could count the number in Shanghai came to Shanghai, Liao Wanyu insisted on bringing filial piety to Tang Tingou, and Lin Keji and Zhang Dingyun also went with her.

After receiving the guests who came to mourn during the day, at night, the entire Tang Mansion was surrounded by silence. Liao Wanyu accompanied Lin Keji to stay in the middle of the night, and when Steward Mai came to deliver the hot soup, he called her out of the mourning hall, saying that a Mr. Xie had called her home the day before yesterday to find her, but there were too many things and they were forgotten.

Steward Mai is a good worker, and it is rare for her to make such mistakes, if she is not busy with the funeral of the master, she will not miss such a thing as a phone call.

Liao Wanyu just nodded silently after hearing this, and then comforted Steward Mai a few words, firstly, to tell her not to care about such a small thing as the phone, and secondly, to relieve her of worries about going to stay.

After all, according to Tang Tingou's will, this house has been given to Liao Wanyu, although she may not live here in the future, but there must be someone who can be trusted to take care of it.

Lin Keji sat in the small living room that had been set aside as a mourning hall, watching the invited monks recite this incomprehensible scripture, and saw Liao Wanyu pointing to the two bowls of soup in front of him after he returned.

Liao Wanyu only ate two small snacks during the day, and she was really hungry at night, but she always felt that the big monks were still chanting, and it was not polite to drink soup by herself, so after thinking about it, she went out again with a bowl.

Lin Keji followed her, and the two of them stood outside the room and drank a small bowl of hot soup against the wall before they felt relieved.

"I knew that I should have brought Xiao Shu with me." Lin Keji held the porcelain bowl with both hands, and rubbed the mouth of the bowl with the thumb of his right hand.

"Hasn't Jiashu seen Master?"

Lin Keji frowned and shook his head, "When I took her back to China, she ...... I didn't have a good temper, and I was even more resistant to the living, and I always thought that there was still a chance and time, but I never paid attention to it. ”

When Tang Tingou really didn't want to do it, he didn't dare to bring Lin Jiashu out. Although the kid seems to be good recently, the drama says that he talked to himself privately with a doll brought back from Hong Kong.

Sometimes, he even calls Mai Runxi's name once or twice.

But Liao Wanyu didn't know about these situations after she left, and Lin Keji didn't want to say more.

"Master must understand your thoughts, his old man has a good temper, and he won't bother with us."

Lin Keji didn't say anything, and after a while, he suddenly raised his head to look at Liao Wanyu who was standing beside him, "I just hope you don't think that you are young and have a lot of time to squander." People have unpredictable life, there are things you want to do and people you want to meet, you must not hesitate, otherwise, you can't tell when, the regret of staying is a lifetime. ”