The Ten Years that I Loved You the Most ✔️

Chapter 67

Ai Tzuyu sat in the hospital all night, but He Zhishu has not been awake. During this period, a doctor came to talk to Ai Ziyu with a flickering and ambiguous attitude, as if he was going to make a declarative conclusion.

    Ai Ziyu did not listen: "Sorry, I am also a doctor." Everyone understands what he meant. What he needs is not facts, but peace and security in the world. It's not self-deception, it's just that I don't feel so hurt in my heart.

    Ai Tzuyu went into the ward to see He Zhishu several times at night, but didn't dare to move, nor made any emotional self-report. He just looked at this person's face, wondering why a person is so pale and haggard, and wondering how much pain a person can bear in his heart. Is this world too cruel, tortured and entertained with such a beautiful person?

    At five o'clock in the morning, Ai Ziyu was sitting alone on the bench in the hospital corridor, sleeping, and the phone's ringtone kept humming. Ai Ziyu woke up when she was excited.

    Strange number.

    "Hello, how are you?" His voice was rusty.

    "It's me, Jiang Wenxu," the male voice on the opposite side of the receiver was low and steady, but he was still a rare pleading: "Don't hang up."

    Ai Ziyu sneered: "Mr. Jiang is out?" Jiang

    Wenxu coughed a few times and then eased. After getting angry, his voice came out weak: "I'm here to beg you."

    Jiang Wenxu rarely said a word in his life. He wants to be strong, and he has been stubbornly arrogant since he was a child. Jiang Wenxu was neither humble nor overbearing when he toasted the leaders at the wine table when he was the most humble. It's not that I haven't said it before, but I said it to He Zhishu, with the meaning of petting discussion, it is not difficult at all.

    People who never bow their heads easily plead, even more surprising.

    "You give him back to me, you can do whatever you want. Your brother has been thinking about the Tianqi market for a long time. If it is troublesome, my shares are not unacceptable." There was a pause on the phone, and there was another cough. "I asked him the best doctor in Beijing, the equipment is the most advanced, better than him in Hangzhou..."

    "My family lacks your eighteen million?" Ai Ziyu interrupted him coldly, her eyes red: "Give him the best medical conditions, do you think I can't do it?"

    Ai Ziyu sneered and said, "You When you are tired, let him leave him alone, as if he is self-defeating, and now you want him to come back to you on a whim? The world revolves around you?"

    There was silence on the microphone for a while, and the voice came again. At the time, he brought some old sadness: "I love him very much, and I can't live without him..." Jiang Wenxu has been unable to protect his dignity from his rivals: "I know it's wrong."

    Ai Tzuyu looked at the cold snow-white wall of the hospital, and the tip of her nose was full of the strong smell of disinfectant water. Her heart became more and more depressed: "You are wrong, you are willing to make up, and to figure out your love. What then? He is willing to be with you Can you get better if you leave? You really took your own King Laozi's capital? If you can tell me a little sincerely today that you have found a bone marrow that matches Zhishu, I will drive for 14 hours without saying anything. You send it back to Beijing. But you can't do it."

    Ai Ziyu's voice suddenly fell, and suddenly choked up: "You can't do it...I can't do it." He said, "I'm asking for the bone marrow from the book. Li Zhiqi’s son said that he would take it away. He is the prince. I would rather you be more powerful, and you would pack me a bone marrow and come back!"

    Jiang Wenxu didn't know how to hang up the phone in his hand. For a moment he thought he was a fish, the fish tank was broken, and he slowly waited for it to dry. His brain was terribly hypoxic, and there was a mess in it.

    He could n't choose a clue, couldn't figure out his thoughts. He remembered the day and would never forget it. He rarely went home so early with subtle joy, but it was the heaviest attack on He Zhishu. Jiang Wenxu thought back again, what was he damned happy about that day? Oh, the mayor’s son’s lover was saved, and the prince gave himself a bidding appointment.

    That's it.

    This kind of destined coincidence, you say, is ridiculous but sad.

    Jiang Wenxu was lying flat on the sofa with all his strength exhausted, his chest undulating sharply. Jiang Wenxu did not touch the medicine when the colic came fiercely. He allowed himself to cramp and tremble in pain, his eyes blurred.

    He is always happy or not. Enthusiasm should not be zealous. Shouldn't be left out in the cold.

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    Ai Tzuyu hung up the phone, and the first burst of pain, he did not rest for two days in a row, and the call with Jiang Wenxu made him even more tired, Ai Tzuyu It was not only Jiang Wenxu's scar, but also the deeper and deeper wound on the tip of his heart.

    He looked at his watch, and at half past five, after thinking about it, he decided to call now. He was afraid that it would be inconvenient for He Zhishu to wake up after dawn.

    "Huh?" Ai Ziyu interrupted a peaceful sleep with a vague and light nasal voice.

    "Brother, it's me..." Ai Ziyu knew that Jiang Wenxu would definitely go to his brother when he hit a wall with him, so it's better for the two brothers to discuss first.

    "Little fish?" Ai Ziqian's voice was very low, and he let it go after more than ten seconds. It is estimated that he has already left the bedroom: "I have answered both calls so early. Your sister-in-law feels shallow and was startled twice. "

    Sorry brother... I just want to beg you, if Jiang Wenxu finds you..."

    "By the way, your sister-in-law is pregnant," Ai Ziqian interrupted Ai Ziyu's words: "It was taken the day before yesterday, Long and Phoenix. My parents are very happy and let me go alive, but they are not watching how much money I earn every day. You married a daughter-in-law and

    inherited the family." Ai Ziyu immediately understood, and his heart warmed: "Brother, thank you..." His brother guessed that he had received a call from Jiang Wenxu before him, but after all, he did not relax.

    "Xiaoyu, you are fine, there is a brother at home, and I have a lot of regrets in my heart, so I hope you will be well." Ai Ziqian said gently: "If you have anything, you will remember. Brother has always been there. You will always be your brother. The most important person in my heart."

    Ai Ziyu hung up the phone and rubbed her red eyes vigorously, warming her heart. He thought, it's great, he can finally be a little more practical, and he and He Zhishu will probably have such a stable time.

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