Lan Qin likes to drink milk of all flavors, including noodle soup mixed with milk, and Sang Yu has cooked for him for so long, and he has a deep understanding.
So she deliberately quietly bought a milky shower gel online, but after receiving the package, she didn't have time to try it, and something happened to her mother, and it wasn't until she came back tonight that she opened it for the first time.
When she was taking a bath, Sang Yu was snickering, washing and smelling, feeling that the fragrance was not enough, she dismantled the same series of body lotions, carefully wiped them from the root of her ears to the instep, and then smelled it, it was like being fished out of fruity milk, sweet and young.
She rushed downstairs excitedly, wanting to comfort Lan Xiaoqin, who had been wronged at the concert, and bully and bully her again by the way.
But when she was really dizzy when she was pressed on the sofa by Lan Qin, she was shocked to find that she had no power to parry at all, and the plan of bullying directly came to naught, so she could only let him capture it while secretly trembling, he was not in good health, and he was already like this when he became strong, and he could do whatever he wanted in the future Sang Yu's face was red, and his mind was red, and suddenly there was a little more weight in his hand, vaguely a piece of paper.
She struggled to focus her hazy gaze, looked at the content on the paper in a daze, and didn't make a sound for a long time, and when she realized what this line of words meant, her eyes were hot, and she hurriedly got up, staring at him burningly, "Qinqin, you think about it" Lan Qin gasped, stroked her cheek and nodded.
Sang Yu remembered what his grandmother had said, Lan Qin had to undergo surgery, in addition to the physical level, what was more difficult was that he had to overcome all the psychological shadows that had been over the years, re-admitted to the ward, lay on the operating table, and let those cold instruments that he strongly rejected go deep into his throat like in the most desperate time.
She can imagine how many obstacles the operation has for Lan Qin, so she never asks him, and she is ready in her heart, he accepts it, she accompanies him, adjusts his body and mentality to the best, he doesn't accept it, and loses his voice for a lifetime, it doesn't matter at all, she will say a lot and give him enough excitement.
"Are you sure it's voluntary" Sang Yu's expression was serious, not missing any change in his expression, "Or because of the concert or grandma forcing you" Lan Qin shook his head and hugged her to soothe.
Sang Yu pushed a little distance away from his shoulders and stared at him intently, "Then why?"
Lan Qin realized that Xiao Yu didn't want him to embarrass himself more than not to speak.
His chest slumped, hugged her and patted her, writing on her back, "Because I want to say something to you personally." ” "What sentence can't be said in words" Sang Yu argued, "You see what you wrote on me, I can recognize it clearly" Which sentence The corners of Lan Qin's lips raised, staring at her reddened eyes, and slowly spoke, moving silently.
"I love you."
Sang Yu's eyelashes were moist all of a sudden, rubbed against his leg and whispered: "If you don't say it, I understand." ” Lan Qin clasped her hand tightly and swiped down in her soft palm, which still had a thin old calluse, "Little fish, don't be afraid, I can do it." ” Sang Yu understood that Lan Qin had made up her mind, she was half expecting and half worried, she couldn't sleep at night, and she didn't dare to turn back and forth to make him worry, when he was holding the pillow and tangled to death, he stretched out his arm to buckle her to his chest and kissed her lightly on the hair, she was inexplicably calm, sleepiness gradually came, and she fell asleep in a daze.
The next day, Sang Yu got up early, made breakfast and lunch, and rushed to the rehabilitation center in advance to take over the shift, before leaving, she blocked Lan Qin who was going to be sent, nodded his lips and said: "I will go to grandma today, carefully ask your surgical plan, and I can only agree if there is no problem." ” In fact, this is not lethal.
Song Zhiyu is an experienced attending doctor, no one knows Lan Qin's condition better than her, not to mention that the chief surgeon of the operation is a famous expert specially invited from the United States.
But Sang Yu is very solemn.
Lan Qin leaned over and kissed her, typing in agreement, "It's all about listening to Sang Xiaoyu." ” He couldn't know that his grandmother was eagerly looking forward to his operation, and she was so confident that she couldn't say anything risky to Sang Yu.
As soon as Sang Yu arrived at the nurse's station, she was hugged by Meng Xixi, who took over, and rubbed her face to confirm, "I have been gone for more than ten days, fortunately I haven't lost weight."
"I've gained two pounds."
"Why do you smell the smell of dog food," Meng Xixi waved his hand in disgust, "Women who are two pounds fat and a lot thinner than me are not allowed to show off." ” Sang Yu laughed and chatted with her, there was a patient in the ward who rang the bell, she quickly entered the work state, was busy all morning, and only took a gap at lunch time, checked the schedule, determined that Song Zhiyu was sitting in the clinic, and went straight to the expert clinic against time.
The door of the clinic was hidden, Sang Yu knocked lightly, and when she heard some movement inside, she asked with an honorific title: "Teacher Song, I am Sang Yu, can I come in?"
She vaguely heard Song Zhiyu answer, pushed the door in, but was surprised to see the old man lying crooked on the chair, pressing his temples in pain, and the notebook in his hand was caught and deformed.
"Grandma" Sang Yu rushed up quickly to support her, put her body steady, and massaged both sides of her forehead with both hands, and after seven or eight minutes, she relieved her breath and slowly let go of her clenched hands.
"It's okay, I caught a cold last night, I'm sick," Song Zhiyu closed her eyes and inhaled, trying to keep it steady, "I didn't scare you."
Sang Yu shook his head, his face pale and continued to rub it, "Grandma, I'll accompany you to have a check-up." ” Song Zhiyu smiled, "At such an age, I know what the problem is, what to check," she put down Sang Yu's tired hand, "You are in a hurry to come over, is there something wrong with Qin Qin?"
Sang Yu waited for her grandmother to recover a little blood, and asked repeatedly to make sure she was okay, before asking about Lan Qin's surgery.
Song Zhiyu's eyes were deep, "Of course it's safe, at most the operation is ineffective, he continues to be dumb, anyway, you don't dislike it, there is no loss." ” "Since it has been decided, from today onwards, his rehabilitation plan must be accelerated," she told solemnly, "I will give you the information later, you can make the matching nutrition and fitness plan as soon as possible, and the sooner the operation, the better, and strive to do it within three months." ” Sang Yu frowned, "Is it so anxious With his current situation, isn't it better to take about half a year?"
” Song Zhiyu raised her eyes and slowed down her speech, "Xiaoyu, grandma won't harm him." ” Sang Yu's heart froze, and she once again felt Song Zhiyu's invisible momentum and coercion, she pursed her lips, "Okay, I will do it, but please don't blame me for being verbose, you should know how important Lan Qin is to me." ” She obediently left the consultation room, and when she put her hand on the doorknob, Song Zhiyu opened her mouth again, "Xiaoyu, I will inform you of all the progress in the preparation period of Qinqin's surgery, and at the same time, I hope you can help me about his design drawings." ” Sang Yu turned around, "How can I help with the design drawings?"
Song Zhiyu's wrinkled eyes outlined a trace of curvature, "Haven't you noticed that there are two kinds of stick figure models on Qinqin's design draft, one is ordinary and clean, and the other has a pink birthmark on the collarbone." ” Sang Yu's heart pounded.
"The value of these two kinds of pictures is naturally very different," Song Zhiyu said, "In the past, he gave the former one, but now that the situation is serious, I need him to cut his love and take out the latter one." ” Sang Yu returned to the nurse's station, and her mind was full of Song Zhiyu's meaningful words, the latter type of birthmark on her collarbone, was it drawn by Qin Qin When she was not busy, she took out her mobile phone from her bag and saw that the bright red number in the upper right corner of WeChat was unprecedentedly only a single digit.
Lan Xiaoqin is so honest today, and she didn't have WeChat bombarding her Sang Yu was soft on him, even if it was a dialog box, she forgot about everything else for a while, and teased him, "Are you so busy that you don't have time to think about me." ” Lan Qin's phone on the coffee table vibrated slightly, but he only glanced at it and didn't pick it up.
"Mr.
Lan, please look directly at the camera," the uniformed notary reminded in time, "because you have a speech barrier, we must shoot the whole process, and you must cooperate." ” Lan Qin raised his eyes, there was no expression on his face, but suddenly he thought of something, his eyebrows and eyes softened, and even showed a little smile.
What if this video is seen by Xiaoyu?
The lawyer who came in a hurry early in the morning sat opposite Lan Qin, got up and spread out the thick stack of official documents on the coffee table one by one, turned to the signature page, and asked responsibly again: "Sir, you are sure that you want to bequeath all your personal property to Miss Sang alone, she is not your legal heir." ” Lan Qin's gaze swept over him, bringing a coolness.
The lawyer sighed and didn't dare to say more, although he couldn't understand Lan Qin's insistence, he still upheld his professionalism and laid out a pen and paper for him.
The camera pulls to Lan Qin's hand.
Lan Qin first tore up a note, Long Feifeng Wu wrote a few words and handed it to the lawyer, and the lawyer looked at it, "Any process and details today, when I am alive, I am not allowed to let Sang Yu himself know." ” The lawyer bowed his head respectfully, "Don't worry. ” Lan Qin narrowed his eyes, put down his pen without hesitation, the words were clear and neat, neat and upright, and he wrote on the snow-white paper one by one.
"Testator, name Lan Qin, male, date of birth" With every word he wrote, his heart fell an inch, and he was wrapped in her kisses and tears from last night, wrapped in damp heat.
In the past, he was bent on dying and regarded this life as a burden, but now, he cherished it in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't bear to waste every bit of it, and he dreamed of living a long life and staying with her until he was old.
The thirst for life is given by her, courage and hope, all given by her, he is really unwilling, he doesn't even work hard, so he resigned himself to his fate and will be dumb forever to let her stay by his side, and he can only be quiet and silent for the rest of his life.
Let's just assume that he is blindly pessimistic.
He will never allow the smallest chance of an accident in the operation, and Xiaoyu will be helpless and suffer the slightest bullying from now on.
The phone shook again.
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The screen lit up, and the dialog box that popped up was Sang Yu's coquettish tone and a series of strange expressions, full of life that belonged to him.
Lan Qin silently recited, "Xiaoyu, when I finish writing this paper, I will hear back to you immediately." ”gd1806102: