Sister, you miss me

After 72 hours of continuous rescue and 48 hours of intensive care, Dong Yongcheng was finally transferred to the general ward.

When Yang Feng was discharged from the hospital, asked Qiao Xuan to take him to see Dong Yongcheng who was happily reminded.

Through the window outside the ward, I saw that Sister Hu was wiping Dong Yongcheng's body. Sister Hu was calm and careful.Guoguo lay at his father's feet and fell asleep.

"Dong Yongcheng only caused some property damage and was forgiven by the victim, so he will not be sentenced."

Yang Feng looked at Qiao Xuan and said, "Why did you say Sister Hu? Did Dong Yongcheng not hurt her deeply enough?"

"People, sometimes they are cheap."

Yang Feng nodded, and Qiao Xuan said: "I watched the video of the accident. Dong Yongcheng was hit directly into the air. It was quite tragic. However, it was only a head injury. There were only varying degrees of bruises on other parts of the body, not even fractures. It's also a blessing in misfortune."

"His greatest luck is to meet a woman like Sister Hu."

"A good woman has no hero."

"Let's go."

"Don't go in and say hello?"

"Forget it, Sister Hu may be embarrassed."

"Look, your little sister is here."

Yang Feng stopped and saw Hu Xiaolin walk into the ward quickly, pulling her mother angrily.

"Xiao Lin, are you here?" Sister Hu forced a smile.

"Hu Cuihua!" Hu Xiaolin showed no sympathy, her eyes were red, and she said very excitedly: "How did you promise me to come?"

"I……"

"You said you gave him the last ride, but now he has not only died, he has become a vegetable, do you want to take care of him for the rest of your life?"

Hu Cuihua turned to look at Dong Yongcheng, who was sleeping peacefully, and said softly, "After all, he is Guoguo's father. I can't just watch it."

"But how do you manage, what ability do you have to manage?" Hu Xiaolin asked loudly, "Are you rich? Do you know how much it costs to maintain a vegetative survival?"

"If you have no money, you can earn more. If you don't have any money, you will have nothing. After all, he is Guoguo's father."

"But have you forgotten how he treated you? How could he treat Guoguo as his own daughter."

"Xiao Lin, I just want to give him another chance."

"what chance?"

"The prodigal son turned around, woke up, and started anew. I don't want Guoguo and no father."

"Hu Cuihua, you are so naive. What kind of person is Dong Yongcheng who turned his prodigal son back, he is hopeless."

At this time, Guoguo burst into tears, and Sister Hu hurriedly picked up and shook her, shaking to no avail, had to lift her clothes and breastfeed.

Looking at the little girl waiting to be fed, and then at the half-dead Dong Yongcheng, Sister Hu just cried blindly.

"Hu Cuihua, let me ask you one last sentence, what do you want? This family has him but me."

"Xiao Lin, don't force mother, don't..."

Hu Xiaolin closed her eyes and burst into tears. She nodded, said three "OK", turned her head and ran out.

As soon as Hu Xiaolin left, a nurse came in with the statement, dropped the receipt, and said hard, "Dong Yongcheng, there is no money on the account."

The little nurse left after speaking. Sister Hu slowly sat on the floor holding the baby.

...

The Ninth Five-Year.

The highest-grade clubhouse in the northern capital.

Hu Biao understands the truth about darkness under the light, and the more dangerous the place is, the safer it is. Therefore, he did not leave the northern capital at all. Instead, he kept the presidential suite in the Ninth Five-Year Lord for a long time.

At this time, in the top-level presidential suite, Hu Biao was furious. Yang Feng and Qiao Xuan were both alive and well. The transaction suffered heavy losses and it was a complete failure.

Hu Biao only calmed down after a burst of thunderous anger.

"This kid surnamed Yang is a bit tricky. If the bullet dares to block it, the bomb will also be destroyed." He looked at Black Mountain and asked, "What do you think?"

"Can't see through."

"Or leave it to you, go and fix him for me."

"Okay." Heishan's urn voice said.

"Then I wish you victory and success." Hu Biao poured two glasses of XO, one for each, he touched Heishan and exhorted: "Safety first."

...

A week later, Yang Feng's injury was completely healed, and the scars disappeared seven or eighty-eight. If Fang Jiuwen knew about this, he would definitely make a fuss again.

It was Friday. Because there was no class in the afternoon, all four of them were in the dormitory with big eyes. Yang Feng wanted to go to Sister Hu to have a look, but he didn't expect to receive a call from Weisso.

"Brother Feng, it's me." Wei Suo said.

"I know, why do you think of calling me?" Yang Feng asked with a smile.

"Brother Feng, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of Miss, you can call her!"

"Weissot, what happened?"

"Miss has leukemia."

"What?" Yang Feng was struck by five thunders, and he staggered.

"Miss is one of the three leukemia students of Longyang Medical College."

"Xiao Wei, when did Xiao Wei go to medical school?" Yang Feng called.

"I went to school when school started. She said it is useful to study medicine."

"Then why are you calling now."

"Miss won't let you call me, for fear that you are worried."

"She is confused, and you are confused too!" Yang Feng roared.

"Brother Feng, I'm sorry."

"Which hospital is she in?"

"Longyang Municipal Hospital."

"I know."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Feng walked a few steps back and forth, and immediately called Liu Yong one. Liu Yong confirmed that their hospital had indeed admitted a girl with leukemia named Xiong Wei.

"Lao Wang, I'm in a hurry. Help me book the earliest ticket." Yang Feng looked serious.

Then, Yang Feng began to write a leave letter.

"Fourth old, just heard you mentioned the hospital, someone at home is sick? If you need help, just say it."

"Yes, my sister is sick, I must go back as soon as possible."

"Your sister, isn't Qin Xue your sister? How many sisters do you have?" Park Zhongsheng asked.

"Many, I have no time to explain." Yang Feng held the fake note in his hand. "Today is Friday. If I can't come back on Monday, the fake note will help me and give it to Liu counseling.

Wang Datong called to book a ticket, and then said to Yang Feng: "Fourth, the earliest is after midnight."

"Forget it, I'll drive back." Yang Feng made a decisive decision.

"Fourth old, I understand your feelings, but we are not at ease when you are on the road like this."

"It's okay, I can control my emotions."

After taking the keys and certificates, Yang Feng left the apartment. On the way to the parking lot, Yang Feng dialed Qin Xue's mobile phone: "Xiaoxue, I want to go back now."

"go back?"

"Yes, Huilongyang City."

"Why? What happened?"

"Xiao Wei has leukemia, I must be by her side."

"Brother, you say Xiong Wei?"

"The earliest plane is after zero o'clock. I can't wait. I drove back and leave now."

"Brother...I know it's no use saying anything, but I have to say, be careful on the road and drive slowly."

Before Qin Xue finished speaking, the sound of a car engine came from the phone.

At a speed of no less than 200 kilometers per hour, Yang Feng spent five hours running a distance of 1,200 kilometers.

Sure enough, he was stopped at the high-speed exit.

Yang Feng was not verbose, and directly dialed Tong Xiaofei's cell phone. Tong Xiaofei chatted with the high-speed traffic police, and the traffic police released Yang Feng friendly.

Arriving in the urban area of ​​Longyang City, it was just when the lights were on, the urban roads ushered in the evening rush hour.

Yang Feng drove the modified Grand Cherokee, rushing from left to right, inserting needles, and finally it took half an hour to arrive at the entrance of the municipal hospital.

Wei Suo walked back and forth on the steps, like ants on a hot pot.

"Brother Feng, you are here."

"Take me to see Xiaowei."

Tumor ward.

These words make the scalp numb for a while.

Wei Suo arranged a single room for Yang Feng, and Yang Feng walked in lightly and sat quietly beside Xiong Wei's bed, watching her sleep peacefully, her complexion pale, her face thin and haggard, and she couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart.

Yang Feng reached out and gently held her hand. Unexpectedly, Xiong Wei squeezed it back in her sleep.

"Brother, you are back!"

She was actually dreaming, and her tangled brows slowly relaxed.

For a time, Yang Feng's heart was ups and downs, and the past is vivid.

Brother Xiong trusted him so much, and before he died, he entrusted Xiao Wei to him, but he did not take good care of Xiao Wei.

"Xiao Wei, I'm sorry, Brother Xiong, I'm sorry!" Yang Feng put Xiong Wei's cold little hand to his lips, unknowingly, tears in his eyes.

It took half an hour before Yang Feng calmed down his emotions and began to check Xiong Wei's pulse. After this exploration, Yang Feng fell directly into despair. He could not cure the disease and could not save Xiao Wei's life.

Xiong Wei felt that it hadn't been such a solid sleep for a long time. She slowly opened her eyes and saw a kind face, a pair of concerned eyes, her eyes were red: "Brother, why are you here? I'm not dreaming ?"

"Silly girl, why didn't you tell me?" Yang Feng rebuked softly.

"Brother, I'm so scared." Xiong Wei leaned into Yang Feng's arms.

"Xiao Wei, there is an older brother." Yang Feng hugged Xiong Wei tightly, heartache unbearably.

"Will my hair fall out one by one?" Xiong Wei twisted a few bright black hairs. "You know, I like changing my hair color."

"It's not more convenient to use a wig."

"It's not funny at all." Xiong Wei smiled, feeling the heat in her nose, raised her hand to wipe it, wiped the blood from the back of her hand.

Both their faces changed.

"Brother," Xiong Wei said stiffly, "Brother, am I going to die?"

"Xiao Wei!" Yang Feng hugged Xiong Wei tightly into his arms, "You are my sister and my relative. Brother Xiong has entrusted you to me, and I will never let you die."

"Brother, I don't want to be your sister, I want to be your woman." Xiong Wei said with her head up.

"Silly girl, to be my woman, I have to bring tea and water, wash and cook, make the bed and quilt, and there are many more, can you do it, um—"

Before Yang Feng finished speaking, Xiong Wei's lips were sealed.

"Xiaowei, brother is useless, sorry, brother can't save you!" Yang Feng closed his eyes and said in his heart, melting his deep love and apology in this deep kiss.

Outside the door, Qin Xue and Wang Bingqian, who had just rushed back from the northern capital, couldn't help covering their mouths as they witnessed this scene.