Chu Qiao squatted in a corner, curled up her legs with her hands, and buried her head on her knees. Tears seemed to be falling down uncontrollably, one by one hot, sliding across her cheeks and falling to the ground.
Can't it? Will all her efforts end here? Can she just wait for someone to donate a kidney suitable for her father? Chu Qiao's shoulders trembled, and she bit her white, dry lips tightly with her teeth.
She once thought that as long as she found a way to raise money, things would go smoothly. Even if she was looked down upon by Meng Yanxi, even if she was ridiculed by Meng Yanchen, even if she was bullied by Liu Xini and Zhang Xiaotong, she could still smile.
She had to survive. The desire to cure her father's disease kept her desperate and she continued to walk.
However, today's physical examination report seemed to shatter all her mental support in an instant.
How should she comfort herself, and how should she comfort her father?
"Chu Qiao, why are you so useless? Why can't you donate your kidneys even though you are my father's biological daughter... Does crying help?" The fabric on her knees was covered with her tears almost instantly.
Wet, Chu Qiao sobbed and scolded herself intermittently.
Money? You thought money could cure your father’s illness?
Now that I have money, but still can’t be cured... what’s the use?
? Meng Yanchen ran out of Dr. Hao's office and began to look for Chu Qiao. She walked around the third floor where the Department of Nephrology was located, carefully searching every corridor and every ward, but there was no one there.
Saw that figure.
Where did this little daughter go? In fact, she is not as strong as she appears on the surface. Will she do something stupid?
Meng Yanchen's eyes darkened, and there was a trace of anxiety in his obsidian eyes. He must find that stubborn woman! He began to abandon the third floor, walked up the stairs, and looked for his in the direction of the fourth floor.
He was so panicked, as if he was afraid of losing something. He was so shrewd that he even forgot that he had a mobile phone in his pocket, and it contained Chu Qiao's phone number.
He searched the fourth floor again, and in a remote corridor on the fifth floor, he finally saw Chu Qiao's lonely figure. She made herself small. She was obviously a petite person, but now she seemed even smaller and humbler.
. Her cry sounded a little ethereal in the silent corridor, with a deep sadness.
Meng Yanchen gasped for air and slightly calmed down his violently heaving chest. He wanted to care about her, wanted to know how she was doing, and wanted to comfort her. I don't know why, but these thoughts kept clamoring in his heart, making him
He couldn't resist. It seemed that caring about her was his instinct.
"Chu Qiao..." Meng Yanchen heard his own voice.
Chu Qiao heard someone calling her name. She raised her head, her face full of tears. Even in this not very bright environment, she could see a glistening layer of tears on her face and on her long eyelashes.
What hangs are broken teardrops.
"Meng Yanchen!" Chu Qiao didn't expect that she would meet Meng Yanchen here. She widened her almond-shaped eyes and stared at Meng Yanchen in disbelief. Why did he come here? How could he come here?
? She could even see a trace of pity and pity flashing in Meng Yanchen's eyes.
"You know everything, right?" Because he had been squatting for a long time, his legs were a little numb. Chu Qiao subconsciously supported the wall and stood up staggeringly. Since he found her here, he should know about his father's illness.
"Yeah." Meng Yanchen took a few steps closer and did not deny it.
"Do you want to come and see my jokes again and see how miserable I am?" Chu Qiao said with a faint bitter smile in her voice: "I don't need your sympathy, I will stay by your side obediently.
Earn the remaining 3.8 million." He never asked her why she wanted such a large amount of money, and he never asked her what she had done with the 1.2 million she took.
What? If he had asked her once before, even once, maybe she would not be able to help telling him all these things!
But, he didn't, not at all!
Now, why is he caring about her again? She doesn't need his fake kindness and fake compassion. At that time, between himself and Zhang Xiaotong, he never believed her. He was just obsessed with his body and wanted to take care of her.
She was imprisoned by his side. She didn't believe that he would really care about her and her father's condition!
"Meng Yanchen, if you really pity me! Then please let me be quiet for a few days and don't let me go to bed with you!" Chu Qiao sneered, but her tears still flowed down uncontrollably.
.
Meng Yanchen clenched her hands tightly, and the veins on the back of her hands emerged. Her smile was waxy and warm, not necessarily beautiful, but it made people feel gentle. But now, she looks like
A hedgehog who was attacked raised all the thorns on its body and pointed at the enemy. However, the tears on her face betrayed her, making her vulnerability and sadness evident.
He stood there, pain flashing across his eyes. He didn't want to see Chu Qiao like this, pretending to be strong despite being so sad.
"Meng Yanchen, don't you understand? I'm very sad. I beg you, don't appear in front of me, okay?" The tears were heavy and fell to the ground, splashing with crystal tears.
Meng Yanchen's eyes deepened and he walked in front of Chu Qiao. With his big hand, he hooked Chu Qiao into his broad chest. Chu Qiao struggled and wanted to get away, but the harder she tried to pull away.
, Meng Yanchen hugged Chu Qiao tighter and tighter.
"Meng Yanchen, let me go!"
"Don't let go, I won't let go..." Meng Yanchen's voice was firm.
"Then, what do you want? You've already seen my joke, why, isn't it enough?" Chu Qiao was no longer stubborn, and there was only a deep sadness in her voice.
Meng Yanchen felt a pain in her heart: "Chu Qiao, no. I don't want to see your jokes, I just, just want to care about you! I'm sorry..."
Sorry, three words? How long has it been since Meng Yanchen said it? It seems like eight years ago, he stopped saying it, maybe even earlier. But looking at Chu Qiao in pain, he said it without hesitation
He came out, he just wanted her to be in his arms quietly and not to resist him anymore.
Although those three words were very soft, Chu Qiao heard them.
The outer wall that was originally not strong enough suddenly collapsed because of his three words. She no longer resisted or tried to break away from his warm and reassuring arms. She simply buried her head deeper and howled loudly.
started to cry.
All the pain, all the unwillingness, all the helplessness, all the sadness turned into hot tears and fell on Meng Yanchen's chest. Meng Yanchen unconsciously hugged the trembling person tightly in her arms, softly
He coaxed: "Chu Qiao, cry, cry, you will feel better... I will find a way, I will find a way to cure uncle's disease!" He moved cautiously, fearing to hurt Chu Qiao. This way
She made him feel distressed, so much that he felt that his heart was no longer complete. He was willing to do anything to get her smile back every day, so that his heart would no longer hurt.
The tears wetted his shirt one drop at a time, and he could only sigh at the burning heat of her tears...
He used to wander among many women, and he had seen women laugh, and of course he had also seen women cry. Basically every time he broke up with him, they would always cry, but he had never cared about the temperature of their tears.
hot?
?After crying.
Chu Qiao wiped the tears from her eyes, looked at Meng Yanchen's face that was no longer cold, and couldn't help but said: "Meng Yanchen, can you stop being so nice to me?" She was afraid that she would get lost and lose.
She has nothing left now, and she doesn't want to hold on to some unrealistic fantasies and dream. But when she wakes up from the dream, she will be more painful than death.
Meng Yanchen was stunned for a moment, and his eyes flickered slightly: "Don't think too much, I just care about you... After all, you can be considered an employee of Meng's. It is normal for a boss to care about his subordinates."
A wry smile appeared at the corner of Chu Qiao's lips. Care, his concern for her was the concern of a superior for his subordinates. Oh, so that's what it was like.
"I want to go see dad..." Chu Qiao said lightly, turned around, and walked to the third floor. Meng Yanchen didn't say anything, but just followed her.
Chu Qiao walked into the advanced ward of the Department of Nephrology. Meng Yanchen thought for a while and leaned quietly outside the door.
In the ward.
Chu Jingwu opened his somewhat dull eyes and looked at the snow-white ceiling. The nurse aunt beside him was wiping his hands with a warm wet towel.
"Dad, I'm here to see you..." Chu Qiao tried her best to smile, making herself look energetic. She jumped like an innocent little girl and came to her father's side: "Aunt Zhang, take a rest first.
Come on. Give me the towel and I’ll wipe it for daddy!”
"Then Miss Chu, I leave this place to you..."
"Qiaoqiao..." Chu Jingwu saw Chu Qiao, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he spoke: "Qiaoqiao, are you busy at work? Don't come to see me all the time? It will affect your work!" His body was very thin.
Xu, it is very difficult to speak, and my voice is a bit floaty.
"I'm not busy! I told you that the new company is very good. My colleagues treat me very well. The boss... the boss is also very kind to me and gives me a lot of salary!"
"Really?" Chu Jingwu glanced at Chu Qiao and sighed: "Qiaoqiao... I don't want to be cured anymore, the money is too expensive... and I want to go home..." He knew his body
, he also knew that his illness would drag down Chu Qiao alive, and he wanted to go home and miss Xiangxue and Xiaoruo. The two of them had never come to see him...
After hearing these words, Chu Qiao paused as she wiped her father's body: "Dad, it's okay! My salary is very high and I work very hard. From now on, I won't allow my father to say anything about not treating illnesses. I want to go home.
If so, you must recover from your illness as soon as possible. Xiaoruo has gone to the best dance academy in the country! Aunt Xue is taking care of her and is a little busy..." She finally couldn't bear to expose the fact that Aunt Xue was not coming.
After all, Dad and Aunt Xue have lived together for several years, and they have feelings for each other. "Oh!" Chu Jingwu nodded slightly.
Meng Yanchen's eyes were very deep, but the focus was completely on Chu Qiao... He kept watching her wiping her father, watching her read the newspaper to his father, and watching her say some childish and nice words to coax the elderly.
Happy, the strings in my heart are easily stirred...