"Classmate, what happened?" Seeing her heartbroken and crumbling look, Su Yifeng quickly reached out to hold her slender arm.
"My mother is in the hospital, I want to go to the hospital, I want to go to the hospital..." An Yin raised her head and looked at the strange boy beside her with tearful eyes, holding back her tears and crying, without even noticing that the other person was grabbing her wrist.
"Tell me the address and I'll take you there." Su Yifeng looked at her sad face and suggested without hesitation.
An Yin hurriedly reported his address.
The two walked out of the campus.
Su Yifeng took a taxi.
In the back seat, the two of them sat side by side.
While Su Yifeng felt sorry for her, his heart was beating wildly.
From the moment she stepped onto campus, he began to pay attention to her every move, but he never thought that one day he would be so close to her.
He lowered his head and clenched his fingers into fists to hide the panic in his heart.
Just now, his hand touched her wrist.
She was so thin, and her slender hands were boneless, soft, and full of charm, making him reluctant to let go.
The car was silent.
Su Yifeng wanted to ask her something, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of her hugging her knees and secretly wiping away tears. She held back the words that came to her mouth.
At this time, he took out his mobile phone and asked for leave from the counselor.
By the way, I also asked for leave for her.
If An Yin were sober at this moment, he would definitely be curious that he actually knew his counselor.
The car soon arrived at the gate of the city hospital, and Su Yifeng paid.
An Yin's eyes were red and swollen, and he staggered towards the hospital.
Su Yifeng was afraid that she would fall, so he followed closely.
"An..." He almost said her name, but Su Yifeng immediately changed his words, "Classmate, slow down, don't fall."
An Yin didn't seem to hear.
The two people looked in a hurry, attracting many passers-by.
Handsome men and beautiful women attract people's attention wherever they go.
After entering the elevator, Su Yifeng carefully protected her in the corner, his eyes always falling on her, paying attention to her every move, just in case she suddenly fainted.
At this moment, An Yin's spirit looked very bad. His originally fair face was bloodless, his whole body was tense, and his eyes were empty, like a fragile porcelain doll.
"Don't be afraid, everything will be fine." Su Yifeng leaned close to her ear, trying to ease her tension.
An Yin still had no reaction.
The elevator went up slowly.
There were two men standing near the innermost side.
The powerful aura emanating from one of the men was hard to ignore.
Assistant Lin turned his head slightly and glanced at Mr. Bo next to him.
Well……
He is still the same Mr. Bo who is as cold as ice, that’s right.
Why does he feel that Mr. Bo feels more cold and arrogant today?
Could it be that the space in the elevator is too narrow? Gather the cold.
Forget it, let’s look at the young couple in the corner. When he caught a glimpse of the boy’s affectionate eyes falling on the girl, Assistant Lin sighed inwardly: It’s great to be young!
Moreover, this girl is so beautiful! Although he lowered his head and looked sad, his delicate appearance could not be concealed.
"We're here." At this time, Su Yifeng said.
An Yin's eyes lit up. The elevator door was still slowly opening, and she couldn't wait to get out.
"Be careful." Su Yifeng grabbed her wrist to stop her from acting impulsively.
At the same time, a cold and deep gaze fell on An Yin's wrist. The girl's thin wrist was resting on the boy's finger, which was very abrupt and seemed very intimate.
Then, An Yin and Su Yifeng disappeared.
Soon, the elevator rose to the top floor, the VIP floor.
"Mr. Bo, we're here," Assistant Lin reminded.
Bo Shaojin didn't respond, his lips pursed slightly, and his whole body was indifferent, giving people a sense of alienation.
But when he stepped out of the elevator, Assistant Lin seemed to hear a faint snort.
It was contempt and disdain coming from the nose.
Assistant Lin looked up at his boss, still unable to believe the voice coming from his boss.
He must have been hallucinating.
definitely is.
In front of the top VIP ward.
Bo Shaojin stood in front of the door, but did not push it open and go in.
"Mr. Bo." Assistant Lin stepped forward in fear, about to help.
"You go back first." Bo Shaojin's voice was deep and steady.
"Okay." Assistant Lin didn't dare to have any questions, so he responded and left quietly.
Bo Shaojin frowned slightly and stood indifferently.
The disinfectant smell that originally filled the air was replaced by the subtle smell of perfume.
Just as he stood still, an old man in white walked towards him in the corridor.
"Mr. Fu." Bo Shaojin called him.
The old man was old, but he was still energetic. Especially when he saw Bo Shaojin, his wrinkled face immediately relaxed, and his voice was a little louder, "Ah Jin, why are you standing outside now that you are here? Hurry up." Go to the ward to see grandma, she is still waiting for you."
The old doctor's words were full of urging.
"Grandma has arranged a few blind dates for me?" Bo Shaojin asked without answering.
The old man known as Mr. Fu was stunned, but he didn't show any surprise.
The man in front of him was a powerful man in the business world and had keen observation skills. It was easy to see through old lady Bo's little tricks.
"Haha..." Mr. Fu concealed his embarrassment and said, "You haven't even entered yet, so how come I'm supposed to introduce you to someone?"
"The perfume smells too strong." Bo Shaojin said bluntly.
"Ahem..."
really.
Mr. Fu cursed, and he also hated such a strong perfume. It didn't smell as good as disinfectant!
"Mr. Fu, if you cooperate with grandma in pretending to be sick next time, the future of the hospital will be worrying." Bo Shaojin's words were very plain and full of threats.
"Little wolf cub, little wolf cub..." Mr. Fu pointed at him, cursed a few times, and then waved his hand, "I'm too lazy to care about you."
For the money that Bo donated to the hospital every year, as the director of the hospital, Mr. Fu endured this and walked away in despair.
Immediately afterwards, Bo Shaojin turned around and left slowly with steady steps.
The lonely and cold figure gradually lengthened in the corridor.
***
Outside the oncology unit.
The doctor told An Yin about An's mother's situation in detail. Su Yifeng stood aside and listened silently, taking out tissues and handing them to her to wipe her tears from time to time.
An Yin listened to the doctor's words and bit her lower lip tightly to prevent crying.
After the doctor finished speaking, she asked with a slight trembling, "Then can my mother's illness be cured?"
When anyone hears the word "cancer", their first reaction is that it is an incurable disease.
An Yin is no exception.
The doctor looked at the young girl in front of him and couldn't bear to tell the most dangerous situation. He could only reassure her, "You have to believe in current medical skills, and the cure rate for early-stage breast cancer is quite high."
The doctor's words gave An Yin hope.
"Thank you, doctor." An Yin was sincerely grateful.
Next, the doctor gave some instructions. An Yin pretended to be calm and listened, while looking at Su Yifeng's eyes, he just felt distressed.
