"Yuyan has already told us everything. She said she doesn't want to forgive you anymore and hopes you won't disturb her and her children's lives anymore." Chi Xianying said calmly and told Yao Zhiyuan, who had gone back on his word, of his and Tian He's decision.
He couldn't see or feel how terrible the pain suddenly appeared on Yao Zhiyuan's face when he heard his statement.
In the ward, Yang Wenjun and the expert team of the Military General Administration were in dire straits, because Yao Zhiyuan had resolutely pulled out various rescue tubes on his body before the call, and asked the doctors to turn off all the machines that produced buzzes. They could not detect reliable data.
, for fear that the chief would get sick again due to his mood swings.
Yao Zhiyuan held the receiver tightly, his fingertips turning white and tangled. His eyes were fixed on the fluorescent tubes on the ceiling, and he did not move or speak for a long time.
I don't know how long it took.
Then he slowly said: "Brother...I agree."
Chi Xianying smiled sarcastically: "Like flowers and beautiful families, the spring breeze is proud, can you disagree... Chief of Staff Chi!"
Chi Xianying's words were like a knife cutting into Yao Zhiyuan's injured and bleeding heart. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound of argument... Waves of dull pain hit his chest violently, and his consciousness gradually dissipated.
, he tried his best to open his eyes wide, trying to finish the words he had suppressed in his throat.
"Brother..." The last thing he wanted to say was to ask him to take good care of Yuyan and Xiaojing's future...
A thick white fog appeared in front of his eyes, and his last consciousness made him murmur: Yuyan...
"Chief of Staff!!... Chief of Staff!! Dean Xu... Hurry... Chief of Staff is sick again..." Yang Wenjun shouted with trembling anxiety.
Immediately after Chi Xianying's microphone came the beep of various medical instruments being turned on. It was so sharp and harsh that he could hardly hold the microphone in his hand.
Zhiyuan...him?
In the hospital?
He shouted into the phone: "Zhiyuan...Zhiyuan...Xiao Yang...Xiao Yang!!"
What he responded to was endless fuss and doctor's jargon.
He thought the call was about to be disconnected, but the other party suddenly became quiet, and then Yang Wenjun's deliberately lowered voice came: "Chief...I am Yang Wenjun."
"Xiao Yang, Zhiyuan is rescuing, right?"
Yang Wenjun was silent.
Chi Xianying was so anxious that she jumped around in circles: "How long has it been and you are still playing tricks on me! Xiao Yang, tell me the truth!"
"Chief...Chief of Staff, he...he..."
"What the hell... say it!" Chi Xianying yelled with almost all her strength.
Yang Wenjun held up the microphone and wiped his face heavily in the deserted corridor. He risked his own weight and ignored it: "The Chief of Staff found a shadow on his lungs..."
Chi Xianying's scalp suddenly went numb, and her entire consciousness stopped at the last few words of Yang Wenjun.
Yang Wenjun swallowed hard and said in a heavy voice: "After returning to Beijing from the exercise, the chief of staff coughed up blood. I urged him to come to the military commander for a physical examination and found a shadow in the middle of the lung lobe... Yesterday's examination
The result...is..." He didn't say any more...because every time he relived yesterday's nightmare scene, he would feel his breathing stagnant and his heart hurt.
his chief of staff.
Such an upright and strong tough guy, an indomitable general who has withstood many life and death tests, but his fate is so unfair to him. He still has many wishes that have not been realized, and his promises to his wife and Xiaojing have not yet been fulfilled. How can he
Can be sentenced to death one after another by ruthless diseases.
"Has it been diagnosed?" Chi Xianying asked in shock with the same difficulty.
"Um...."
"Then...does Huang Yixin know about the situation?" Chi Xianying suddenly turned the topic to the culprit who caused the fragmentation of her sister's family.
Yang Wenjun once again confirmed his idea.
"She and Dean Xu personally sent the diagnosis results." Yang Wenjun could not forget that when Huang Yixin saw the chief of staff, the sadness and despair in his eyes could almost crush a normally strong person instantly.
Chi Xianying rubbed her hot eyebrows and asked hesitantly: "Then she goes to Xiaojing's mother...it's Zhiyuan..."
"No... Chief... It's not like that..." Yang Wenjun anxiously denied Chi Xianying's concerns: "The chief of staff had no idea about Dr. Huang's finding his wife... When he found out, she made her own decision.
When he went to find his wife, he yelled at Dr. Huang like crazy in front of Dean Xu and the expert team... He said that even if he died right now, he would not have anything to do with her..."
"This vicious woman Huang Yixin is simply heartbroken..."
"The chief... the chief of staff has no affair with Dr. Huang. Even when he was seriously ill and was being rescued, he still called his wife's name..." Others couldn't understand... but he has been with the chief of staff for nearly 20 years.
Yes, he can see carefully and thoroughly every thought and move of the Chief of Staff.
"Then... why didn't Zhiyuan explain just now..." Chi Xianying couldn't help but ask, thinking of his attitude when he questioned Yao Zhiyuan just now.
Yang Wenjun smiled bitterly and said: "Chief, don't you understand? He doesn't want his wife and Xiaojing to know about his condition... He said that it is enough to have their mother and daughter in this life. As for the others, Staff Officer
Chang said that he could not ask for more... He wanted to give them a peaceful and peaceful life, even if all that was given to him was suffering, he would have to bear it alone."
Chi Xianying was moved after hearing this and did not speak for a long time.
And the brother-in-law whom he had identified early on did not disappoint him.
"I'll go to Beijing immediately after handling the matters at hand. Xiao Yang, don't tell Zhiyuan yet. I'll call you then... Also, please take good care of Zhiyuan..." Chi Xianying quickly followed the thinking of a soldier
After making a decision, he had to do something for the two of them. He couldn't let Zhiyuan sink into depression, and he couldn't let Yuyan regret it for the rest of her life because of a misunderstanding.
"Yes... Chief! Thank you... Chief! Thank you... It's great that you can come... Chief of Staff... Life has been difficult for so many years... You must help him...
." Yang Wenjun held the microphone and couldn't help but choke in his throat.