Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 115 Sorry for you
Xi Jinbai didn't stay long and had work to do later, so he told her to have a good rest before getting up and leaving.

His back was blurred in the dim light of the corridor.

After hesitating for a while, Sang Yu suddenly called him, "Xi Jinbai."

It's not loud, and you might not be able to hear it if you walk a little further.

But he had good hearing, so he stopped and turned around, "Huh?"

His eyes looked straight over, inexplicably hot.

The long eyelashes fluttered.

"You remember to eat."

After saying this, without waiting for Xi Jinbai's response, Sang Yu turned around and returned to the ward.

He sneered slightly, a smile appearing on his lips.

Before going to bed, Sang Yu opened the handbag and discovered that there were two pillows inside. They were not the same. One of them was specially designed for middle-aged and elderly people. The height, shape and hardness were all suitable for the cervical spine of middle-aged and elderly people.

He even thought of this.

At night, with new pillows and new beds, Sang Yu had a good sleep.
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The China Cup International Fashion Design Competition in mid-January requires designers to personally explain the source of inspiration and design reasons for their works.

Unfortunately, the surgery schedule for Sang Fengping coincided with that of Sang Yu, so Sang Yu had no choice but to give up the competition.

Unfortunately, it took a long time to prepare.

But nothing is as important as Sang Fengping's surgery at the moment. There will be many competition opportunities in the future.

The operation was scheduled for the morning of the 15th, and all necessary examinations were done two days before the operation.

A lung infection was found, which increased the risk of surgery.

Sang Yu was anxious and restless, with a heart that was always on his mind and never relaxed even a little bit.

Xi Jinbai has been with her in the hospital for the past two days, comforting her over and over again: "Don't think so much, it will get better."

Sang Yu shrank into his arms, her eyes were red and swollen, and her voice was hoarse and trembling: "I'm scared."

The force holding her suddenly tightened, giving her silent support.

Tears rubbed onto his expensive white shirt, wetting a small patch.

Xi Jinbai raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and whispered softly: "You have done everything you can, and leave the rest to the doctor, okay?"

She understood the logic, but she was still panicked and scared.

"Sang Yu, you are already great."

The warm and mellow voice came from the top of the head, brushed against the ears, and was wrapped in a calm aura.

He seldom praises others, and he never praises others. He says she is great, which is the truth.

Sang Yu had been tense for too long. No matter how scared she was, she could not show her timidity in front of Sang Fengping.

Now that she had a way to vent her emotions, she couldn't help it anymore. Tears filled her eyes and wet her cheeks hotly.

Xi Jinbai didn't say anything and hugged her for a long time.

The cool evening breeze swept in from the window at the end of the corridor, and the chill hit him, but his arms were warm and not cold at all.

When Sang Yu calmed down, he saw a piece of wetness on his chest, and withdrew from his arms with red ears, whispering: "Go back."

Xi Jinbai pinched her face without using any force. Her skin was too tender and she was afraid that it might be damaged by pinching. "Throw it away after use."

These four words came out of his mouth, adding a hint of ambiguity for no reason.

Sang Yu pushed his hand away and looked at him with slightly red eyes, "You are in the hospital all day, what will the company do?" "It's not like the company can't survive without me for a few days, otherwise it will be in vain to support so many people." ”

He handled everything that could be handled online, and the chairman was still in charge of the matters that couldn't be handled.

While Sang Fengping was asleep, Sang Yu glanced at the door after being out for more than ten minutes and said, "I'm going in."

Xi Jinbai nodded, "Well, I'll come back tomorrow. If you need anything, call me."

She said yes.
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The afternoon before the operation, Sang Fengping was sunbathing on the deck chair on the balcony.

The light is not dazzling, it is very gentle, and it shines through the gaps in the breeze, making it comfortable and peaceful.

But the coughing sounds from time to time worried Sang Yu, "The wind is a bit strong, let's go in."

Sang Fengping lazily didn't want to move, and said hoarsely: "It's not cold since I covered myself with a blanket."

Sang Yu couldn't persuade him and gave up.

Downstairs is a small garden surrounded by green belts. Because the weather is nice, some parents play with their children, and some family members push patients in wheelchairs for a walk.

"Yu Yu, let's talk." Sang Fengping withdrew her distant gaze and turned to look at Sang Yu next to her.

There was a trance in my mind, as if I saw the little girl who was six or seven years old, with a pair of clear, ignorant and timid eyes like a deer.

Sang Yu curled his lips, bent his knees and squatted down beside her, putting his arms on the armrests of the lounge chair, "Yeah, okay."

Sang Fengping said with tired eyes and a thin voice: "I don't know why I always think of things when you were a child recently, as if it just happened yesterday."

Memories are like faded old photos, turned page by page, blurry and clear.

"Do you still remember that when you were seven years old, you ate sticky bean buns and ate your front teeth? Then you grinned and complained to me. You said, Mom, the sticky bean buns bit me..."

"When you were eight years old and celebrating the New Year, you heard the sound of firecrackers downstairs and quickly covered the ears of the puppy at your feet..."

"When you were nine years old, you picked up a seriously injured kitten on the roadside. You took it to the pet hospital and failed to save it. You cried for a long time..."

"When you were ten years old, you accidentally fell down at school and your knees were all bloody. I was so anxious that I was so anxious. You kept comforting me and saying it didn't hurt..."

"You learned to ride a bicycle when you were eleven, and you vowed to pick me up from get off work in the future..."

"When you were twelve years old, you were chased by a male classmate in your class who confessed his love to you. You were so scared that you almost didn't dare to go to school..."

"When you were thirteen, you won first prize in the city for your essay and received a bonus of 100 yuan. You secretly bought me a birthday cake..."

"When you were fourteen, you participated in the school's New Year's Day performance and sang "Paper Planes". After singing, you received a lot of love letters..."

"Why, in the blink of an eye, you are twenty-four."

Time flies so fast, slipping quietly through the fingers.

Sang Fengping's eyes were red, her voice became smaller and smaller, her eyes were blurry, she wanted to see clearly, but couldn't see clearly.

Sang Yu bit his lower lip silently, resting his chin on his arms, his eyes wet with tears, and crystal tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Sang Fengping reached out to touch her face and wiped away her tears, her fingertips trembling, "Yu Yu, my mother can't help you. She adopted you and failed to give you good conditions. Instead, she kept dragging you down. I made you suffer a lot by following me."

She sometimes wonders if she shouldn't adopt her, so that she can grow up in a better family and not have to suffer so much.

Sang Yu held her hand and shook his head, his voice tinged with tears, "You have not wronged me. I am very happy and happy to follow you."

"Having you is the happiest thing in my life." Sang Fengping breathed slowly and raised an arc at the corner of her mouth, "You are my pride."

Sang Yu couldn't suppress the sobs in his throat, and his eyes glowed brightly, "Mom, you will get better."

"Life or death is determined by destiny. No matter what the outcome is, mom is contented." Sang Fengping said slowly and softly: "I just hope that we Yu Yu will be happy, safe and healthy in the future, and move forward bravely to do what you want to do." thing."

(End of this chapter)