However, this does not seem to be his Abang's character. He has always disdained to meddle in other people's business. The last time he secretly promised her that he would not tell the boss about her meeting with Shen Yake, and he was already blaming himself. As for how the boss knew about it.
, he really didn’t know, maybe there were other people around her who leaked information about her?
Now it's like this again, why has he become so troubled?
The car was driving gradually smoothly, and Qingge's tense nerves relaxed a little, and he looked at Abang's back with gratitude: "Abang, if even the police avoid talking about something, does that mean that this matter
Very problematic?”
"Generally speaking, even the police are reluctant to mention it. There are only two situations. One is that someone within the police suppressed the matter; the other is that the matter is beyond the control of the police. Regardless of the situation, in this matter
Behind every person there is a character who is not easy to mess with.”
"What? Miss Xia, have you encountered any difficulties?"
"No, it's nothing, I was just asking."
"By the way, I didn't thank you last time. Thank you for helping me keep the secret."
"The boss still knows, why did he choose to believe me?"
"My gut, my gut tells me you didn't tell him."
"Thank you," she said sincerely.
Someone who even the police dare not mess with? How could things be so complicated? She naively thought it was just a tragic traffic accident and had nothing to do with anything else. It turned out that there was something she didn't know about.
"We're here, Miss Xia." Abang reminded aloud. I don't know what she was thinking. Her little face was wrinkled and her brows were furrowed, looking thoughtful.
Qingge was stunned for a moment. When she saw the door of the hospital, her frown slowly relaxed: "Arrived so soon?" She got out of the car and ran towards the hospital quickly.
This is a hospital under the name of Du Liaochen. The people who can live here are all well-educated upper-class figures. The medical equipment is the most advanced in the world, and the medical staff are among the best in the world.
When Du Yuechen told her this, he thought that he would arrange her mother here and she would be grateful to him. Unexpectedly, she just looked at him with disdain and said that she didn't care about it and her mother didn't need it either.
The Shen family's hospital is very good and they don't need to change.
Now it seems that she should indeed thank him. At least her mother will not feel cold and is well taken care of.
The heating in the ward was full, and I didn't feel the slightest bit of chill. A young nurse carefully wiped the face and hands of the rosy-faced mother on the bed. When she saw her standing at the door, she smiled politely. When she walked out of the room, there was nothing left in the ward.
Next, mother and son, one was lying quietly on the bed, and the other was standing quietly at the door.
Xia Qingge walked over, took the white towel that the nurse had just used, moistened it in hot water, wrung it out, and gently wiped his mother's face, muttering in his mouth.
Every time she came to visit her mother, she would always wipe her body and talk to her. Although the doctor told her that her mother could not hear her. But she didn't believe it. Didn't it mean that mother and child are connected? She must be able to hear her.
of.
It's just that she can't tell herself that she can hear it! It doesn't matter if she is deceiving herself or others, or if she doesn't respect the facts, anyway, she just believes that her mother can hear it!
As usual, a doctor in a white coat came to check the patient's physical condition. The doctor was a middle-aged man in his early fifties and spoke not very fluent Chinese: "Miss, who are you?" The doctor put a thermometer into the mother's body.
In the mouth.
"She is my mother." Zinge replied.
"Miss, you should feel lucky. It's a miracle that she can survive to this day. But I have to tell you that the patient's recent condition is not optimistic."
Hearing the doctor's words, Zinge's heart felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, his palms were sweating, and he clenched his hands so tightly that his fingertips were almost embedded in his flesh.
"What will happen to her?" She tried her best to stay calm, but she still couldn't hide her trembling when she spoke. What will happen to her? Will she abandon us like my father? Then my efforts are nothing.
?In the end, they all had to leave, leaving Xiaqingge alone in this world!
Now, I no longer have the courage as before to say with all my heart, "Xia Qingge, you are the only one who can live completely in this world. You are good, you must live!"
Because there is no hope!
"Miss, don't be too sad. I'm just telling you the fact. Isn't there an old saying in China: Birth, old age, illness and death are human nature. Isn't it?"
"Actually, I thought about transplanting her cerebellum to maintain her life, but the risk of the operation is extremely high. But if she doesn't transplant, with the speed at which her condition is deteriorating, she may die without knowing it."
"What if an operation is performed? What is the chance of success?" When she heard that there was a way to save her mother, her eyes became bright again, and she looked at the doctor with hope.
"I will try my best. If the operation is successful, she may wake up and become conscious, but she is completely paralyzed, which I can't help. If the operation fails, she may still be unconscious as she is now, or she may die.
On the operating table."
Her word "death" made Qingge, who was already fragile, unsteady and fell to the ground, staring blankly at the ground.
Abang tried to lift her trembling body and touched her cold body. Seeing the desperate tears in her eyes, his hand could no longer reach out and stopped in mid-air.
"Miss, please make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise the only glimmer of hope will disappear."
"There is also a possibility that he will die on the operating table."
"I will die on the operating table."
"Please make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise the only glimmer of hope will disappear."
She walked in the ice and snow, letting the cold wind tear at her thin body, but she could not feel the slightest chill. What the doctor had just said kept popping up in her mind. She also became numb from the grief just now.
The tears on her face were still wet, and she didn't know whether it was the result of crying just now, or whether her tears hadn't stopped all the way.
"Miss Xia, get in the car. You have been walking for more than ten minutes. Your body cannot bear it." Abang comforted her, but she was indifferent.
Abang was helpless. When the boss left, he repeatedly said that Miss Xia should not be allowed to catch cold. Now... if something really happened to Miss Xia, how would he explain to the boss?
"Ms. Xia, follow me back to the car and get in."
"I'm not going, please don't hold me, leave me alone." Qingge finally regained her ability to speak, broke free from Abang's hand holding her clothes, and stumbled forward: "Leave me alone, leave me alone."
Abang had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed Xia Qingge who was about to run away: "Miss Xia, calm down a little, the boss won't let you go if you run away like this, let alone save your mother, come back with me."
"I won't go back. You and Du Qiaochen are both bastards. I won't believe your lies anymore. Didn't you say that my mother is fine? Didn't you lie to me and say that she is fine? Now, continue to lie to me, continue
ah."
Abang didn't want to tangle with her. Besides, in the wind and snow, he could clearly see her pale cheeks and blue lips. He ignored her cries and struggles and grabbed her arm: "Xia
Miss, I'm sorry!" He dragged her into the car and locked the door.
As soon as the car door was locked, Abang thought she would cry and fuss, but who knew that she immediately calmed down and leaned against the car window with her eyes closed, her head slightly lowered, and her hair slightly messy due to the struggle just now.
Abang suddenly began to sympathize with this girl. Her weakened body was like a delicate bud in the wind, having withstood the ravages of wind and snow again and again. He really hoped that she could be as flexible and strong as when he first saw her!
When Abang's car stopped, he happened to see Du Caochen pacing in front of the door angrily. Qingge came down weakly and listlessly, walked straight past Du Caochen's side, and walked numbly towards the house.
"Boss, Miss Xia"
"I know everything, you go down first."
"Yes" Abang nodded slightly and retreated.
Du Qiaochen wanted to comfort her a few words, but seeing her indifference and refusing to let others go thousands of miles away, he just told her to be quiet! He asked Mrs. Zhang to stay up all night and bring ginger tea to her. Although she knew,
She probably didn't know how to drink, so she asked Mrs. Zhang to send it in.
There were some things that she had to figure out slowly by herself, and no matter how much others tried to persuade her, it would be useless. For example, the tragic death of his father and the tragic death of his mother. He just started thinking about it all night long, until his head almost exploded.
There is no reason why they abandoned him so cruelly. In fact, sometimes he feels that Qingge now is like himself at that time, so he is more aware of the feeling of the world falling apart, and feels more distressed. It is impossible for others to help her out.
She can only come out on her own.
He shook his head irritably, sat on the sofa, and dialed the phone in his hand: "Qiao, it's me, Du Caochen."
"Chen, long time no see. How are you doing? Are you still in Provence?" Maybe it was because he was in a good mood during the trip, but Qiao's tone was extremely relaxed, which rubbed off on Du Qiaochen several times.
"I arrived home early yesterday morning." He hesitated.
"You must not be calling me just to tell me. You just returned home early yesterday morning. Tell me if you need my help with anything."
"Qiao, I'm sorry for disturbing your travel mood. I think you may need to come back." Du Jiaochen really felt that this request was a bit excessive. Qiao wanted to take his feelings into consideration and care about their relationship.
He chose to withdraw from the friendship at the beginning and let himself drift, but now he... Well, he is the world's brain expert, maybe inviting him will have a higher chance of winning.
He couldn't bear to look at that little woman's lifeless and grief-stricken face!
"Okay, I will rush back as soon as possible."
"Qiao, why don't you ask me why I asked you to come back? If I asked you to go up the knife mountain and fry the frying pan, would you come too?"
"Brothers for so many years, even if you ask me to go up the sword mountain or get off the frying pan, I will still have to jump."
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