Chapter 2027 - 668: Save Me…_4
"Our patience is limited, let’s leave it at that for today. I think you all need some time to consider."
After speaking, he and Zhang Zhanpeng turned and left directly.
"Bang—" The door was forcefully closed.
The office instantly returned to silence.
Li Meihua turned to look at her daughter, "Qiuqiu..."
Cheng Qiuyu shook her head, "It’s okay... Mom, I’m working now, we... we’ll take it slow, there will always be a way."
Her words carried a faint tremor born of fear.
But her feigned strength and calmness was like a ray of light, illuminating the despair in Li Meihua’s heart.
Looking at her daughter’s figure, feeling the warmth emanating from her hand.
Li Meihua’s cloudy eyes moistened once more.
"Child... Mom, Mom is useless... Made you suffer..."
After a moment of silence, Qiuqiu looked away, "Let’s go back. Your nerves were already weak, it’s good to recuperate here for a couple of days."
"Okay."
...
Back in the ward, Qiuqiu tucked her mother in and placed a cup of warm water on the bedside.
Then she sat back down alone on the plastic stool by the window.
Outside, the sky had long since turned completely dark.
The myriad lights of Rong City formed a dazzling sea of lights in the distance.
The nurse came in on schedule to check the room, take temperatures, and change the IV bag.
Time ticked by, moment after moment.
The lights in the ward went out punctually.
Qiuqiu looked at her mother, who had fallen asleep at some point, took her own blanket, and left the ward.
She laid down on the public caregiver’s bed in the corridor.
The voice-activated lights in the corridor had long since gone out, leaving the surroundings in dead silence.
She curled up, wrapping herself in the blanket that reeked of disinfectant.
She took out her phone and opened WhatsApp.
Staring at the pinned avatar for a long time, she dazedly watched.
But in the end, she sent no message.
In the darkness, she bit her lip and stuffed the phone under her pillow.
She closed her eyes.
Cold and loneliness engulfed her like an endless sea, completely submerging her.
Above her, the Dream Flower Seed burst into brilliant light, its leaves frantically unfurled, the green glow enshrouding her entirely.
In her sleep, Qiuqiu’s nose twitched, and she murmured, "Dad..."
...
YJTC, large flat suite.
Tang Song, after showering, walked into the bedroom with warm steam wafting from his bare body.
He immediately saw the beautician, who was half-leaning against the headboard, struggling to support her body.
She was evidently exhausted.
That lively, somewhat coquettish face now filled with weariness.
Her wine-red long hair lay scattered, full lips slightly swollen, her eyes unfocused, barely staying open from fatigue.
When she saw Tang Song approach, the beautician struggled to sit up a little, extending her slender, soft arms.
Her voice was soft and sticky, "Brother... hug me..."
Tang Song stepped forward, gently embracing her scented, warm and soft body.
Then he gently laid her back into the bed.
"Go to sleep early, Qianqian, goodnight."
The bedroom light then went out.
Zhao Yaqian contentedly lay in his embrace, feeling that sense of safety unique to her, quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Tang Song took out his phone, dimmed the screen to the lowest brightness, and swiftly replied to a few unread messages.
He set the phone to silent, placed it on the bedside table, and closed his eyes.
Outside the window, cool moonlight filtered through the thin curtains, casting dappled and quiet shadows on the floor.
As consciousness gradually blurred, Tang Song began to hear some suppressed sounds.
The sounds seemed to come and go.
Gradually, clear images appeared before him.
On a public caregiving bed draped with blue disinfectant sheets, a familiar figure lay curled up, shivering.
"Qiuqiu..."
Tang Song instantly realized she was having nightmares again.
Upon hearing his familiar call, the trembling figure on the bed swiftly turned around.
It revealed a face he knew too well, with a hint of aloof and distant allure.
Different from the naive girl in previous dreams, this time, standing before him was the real her, from the present.
Her auburn hair cascaded freely, her pretty face filled with timidity and helplessness.
The moment she saw Tang Song, her eyes suddenly lit up.
Qiuqiu dashed over directly, hugging him tightly, burying her face in his embrace.
"Dad... help me..."