After nearly twelve hours of overtime, night gradually fell.

After everyone left, Yi Zecheng sat alone in the huge office for a long time, until the mobile phone alarm clock on the table rang.

When he took off his coat, he was only wearing a white shirt, and he looked like a crown of jade.

"Mr. Yi, the car is ready."

Secretary He knocked on the door and gestured to Yi Zecheng.

Yi Zecheng nodded, picked up the coat on the back of the chair and walked out of the office door.

Secretary He followed behind Yi Zecheng and entered the elevator.

Secretary He only came to work by Yi Zecheng's side in the past two years, and before he came, he heard that Yi Zecheng was an extremely strict boss, except for one secretary, other secretaries who worked by her side for no more than a week would be forced to resign.

Before coming, to be honest, he was very worried in his heart, for fear that he was the legendary cold-blooded and ruthless Zhou Papi, but after really working by his side for two years, he found that the rumors were really terrible.

In his eyes, Yi Zecheng is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

At least, it seemed to him so.

The outdoor elevator is brightly lit, like a crystal clear shuttle, piercing the silent night sky.

Outside the glass curtain, there are already thousands of lights, countless high-rise buildings like Qionglou Yuyu, and the nearby traffic is winding into a river of lights, flowing slowly.

They fell sharply from the top of ten thousand people, Yi Zecheng stared at the sea of thousands of lights, and couldn't help frowning, his eyes telling indescribable sorrow.

The elevator went all the way to B1, and Secretary He asked, "Mr. Yi, are you going back?" ”

Yi Zecheng replied: "Go to the hospital." ”

After that, Yi Zecheng raised his feet and left, got into a black business car, Secretary He gave a few words to the driver, and watched the car leave the garage and merge into the surging river of cars on the street.

The car drove very smoothly, and Yi Zecheng leaned on the back of the seat and slowly closed his eyes.

In the past few days, the company's affairs, family affairs, and her affairs have made him a little overwhelmed.

When he was busy, he didn't feel it, but now he has a short rest, but he is gradually tired.

Although I closed my eyes and recuperated, my mind was still a mess.

The phone rang suddenly, distracting him from thinking about it, "Hey, grandma, I'll be at the hospital soon." ”

"It's so late, why bother to come over, you should go back early and rest."

The grandmother's voice on the other end of the phone was a little weak.

Since his grandmother was diagnosed with brain cancer, Yi Zecheng ran to the hospital as long as he was free.

Growing up, he spent the most time with his grandmother, who was his most important relative.

He replied, "It doesn't matter, I'm almost there." ”

It was almost eight o'clock when I arrived at the hospital, and because this hospital is private, there are not many wards, but the environment is elegant.

Afraid of being disturbed by others, and afraid that those boring reporters would come to gossip, Yi Zecheng deliberately arranged his grandmother in a separate ward.

Outside the window, the tall phoenix wood bloomed with large red flowers, thick like ink in the night, and it turned out to be this color when it was extremely red. The wind blew, and the shadows of the leaves were reflected on the snow-white wall of the ward, as if they were traced with a very fine brush, with a tail of golden feathers.

The feathers on the walls shook gently, and the whole room seemed to have the sound of the wind.

There was a light blue light in the room, and my grandmother was leaning on the head of the bed, and she was watching TV leisurely at the moment.

The TV in the room was playing the evening theater at eight o'clock, and the light on the TV was on and off, and her face was flickering and darkening.

The dean told him that his grandmother's condition was not very good, and that there were not many days left, so instead of painfully doing endless chemotherapy, it was better to let his grandmother do conservative treatment.

Yi Zecheng has always known her grandmother's temper, and she also knows that she loves beauty the most, even if she dies, she is not willing to walk with a bald head, a pale face, and embarrassment.

Since she was a child, she told herself that as a member of the Yi family, they must be decent at any time.

Yi Zecheng stood at the door, looking at the quiet and peaceful scene in the ward, he didn't dare to disturb.

Grandma's face was already full of wrinkles, and her face was also very haggard, but in his memory, he always felt that grandma had always looked as good as ever, and over the years, it seemed that she had never aged before.

knew that there were a lot of fine lines at the corners of her eyes, but he always felt that grandma would not be old.

She is like a phoenix tree, stubbornly and legaciously standing on the long road of time, letting time be like water, washing away the lead.

During the advertisement, the grandmother raised her head and happened to see Yi Zecheng standing at the door, looking at his somewhat tired and tired face, she couldn't help but feel distressed: "I heard Secretary He say, you have a meeting today for a day, and if you don't go home to rest, what are you doing here?" I'm pretty good old bones, don't worry about it. ”

Yi Zecheng smiled and said: "Grandma, I miss you, I don't come to see you, I always worry about it." ”

Grandma noticed the lunch box in his hand and asked, "What did you bring with you today?" ”

"Beef brisket porridge, the nurse told me that you have a bad appetite recently and can't eat anything, so I specially bring you your favorite Zhangjia porridge and beef brisket porridge."

"Beef brisket porridge?"

As soon as she heard this, her grandmother's eyes lit up, like a child, and a smile suddenly bloomed on her face.

"Beef Brisket Porridge ...... in Zhangjia Porridge"

"The porridge is thick and meaty, and the beef brisket is stewed crispy."

Without waiting for Yi Zecheng to finish speaking, grandma took it, and then the two looked at each other and smiled.

When I opened the lunch box, the fragrance suddenly filled the entire ward, and my grandmother straightened up, couldn't resist the temptation, and tasted half a bowl: "It's that taste." ”

Yi Zecheng looked at his grandmother carefully and said, "Grandma, looking at your complexion today, it's pretty good." ”

Grandma couldn't help but smile and said, "As soon as I saw you, I was in good spirits." After a pause, she said: "Zecheng, don't blame grandma for talking too much, you and Jiayi, you ......"

"Grandma," Yi Zecheng interrupted her, "I have my own measure. ”

Grandma looked at Yi Zecheng's appearance, and stopped talking, and couldn't help but reach out and gently pat him on the shoulder, her grandson, is a dead duck with a hard mouth, but I hope he doesn't do anything that he regrets.

After all, grandma was a little old, and after a few words, she fell asleep groggily, Yi Zecheng carefully arranged the blanket on her body for her, and then turned around and closed the door to leave.

When I turned around, I happened to see a familiar figure.

Lu Jiayi? How could she be here?

Yi Zecheng involuntarily followed Lu Jiayi and found that she had sneakily entered the doctor's office.

It turned out that during this time, she was living in the hospital?

He subconsciously looked up and happened to see the door number of the office - Gu Weisheng.

It's him?

Yi Zecheng's brows couldn't help frowning.