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In the hospital, in the intensive care unit, Sang Ning was lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed and her face pale. There was a transparent infusion bag hanging on the shelf above the wall, and the other end was connected to the back of her bruised hand.

Professor Sang quietly sat on the chair next to the hospital bed, staring fixedly at his daughter who had been tortured on the hospital bed until she had lost her previous spirit. Since Sang Ning came out of the emergency room, he has maintained this posture, not saying In a word, it has never moved, like a sculpture.

Standing behind Professor Sang, Zhou Meihui wiped away her tears in distress. Fu Ziwei supported her by her side, and looked at Sang Ning with an expression that was somewhat unpredictable.

long time, long time...

Professor Sang let out a long sigh and took off his glasses. The man who had fought wits with others in court and talked eloquently in lectures burst into tears in front of his daughter's hospital bed.

Wiping away the tears on his face, Professor Sang stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch his daughter's hair like before, but hesitated for a moment, then withdrew his hand again.

The person on the hospital bed looked too fragile. Under her pale skin, her raised blood vessels could even be seen, as if they would shatter with a light touch.

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After being stunned for a moment, Professor Sang sighed weakly, with tears in his eyes, he carefully gave his precious daughter little by little, and carefully tucked in the corner of the quilt.

Sang Ning's mother died early. After his wife passed away, Professor Sang never remarried and raised his daughter alone. Sometimes when he came home from get off work at night, the sensible Sang Ning had already fallen asleep obediently.

Every day after Sang Ning fell asleep, he would cover her with a quilt. No matter how hard he worked outside, it seemed that seeing his daughter's peaceful sleeping face, all his fatigue dissipated.

It would be great if time could stay at that time, at least my daughter is healthy...

"Professor Sang!"

Maybe it was because he sat for too long, or maybe he was too sad. When Professor Sang got up, he staggered and almost fell. Fu Ziwei's mother and son behind him hurried forward to support him.

"I... I'm fine... I'm fine..."

Zhou Meihui's voice brought Professor Sang back to reality. He stood firm and waved his hands.

"During this time, you have worked hard to take care of Xiao Ning."

Professor Sang looked back at his daughter reluctantly, and then sincerely said to Zhou Meihui that he had always noticed Zhou Meihui's care for Sang Ning and was grateful from the bottom of his heart.

"You're welcome, I should do..."

Since Sang Ning fell ill, Professor Sang looked more than ten years older. Zhou Meihui shook her head, her eyes turned red again.

When their mother and son came to City A unaccompanied, it was Professor Sang who took them in, gave Zhou Meihui a job as a nanny, and also sponsored Fu Ziwei to go to school, so they could have what they are today.

In the past few years with this father and daughter, they have never regarded their mother and son as nannies or outsiders. Professor Sang would buy gifts for the two children when he was on a business trip, and Sang Ning also called "Aunt Zhou" one by one. During the New Year's Eve, four people spend it together.

She has long loved Sang Ning as her own daughter, but unfortunately, all she can do now is to take good care of her as best she can.

"Come with me."

When Professor Sang left, Fu Ziwei went out to see him off. On the lawn downstairs in the hospital, Professor Sang suddenly said this.

Fu Ziwei was startled for a moment, then nodded, and the old and the young walked on the lawn and chatted.

"When Xiao Ning's mother passed away, she was less than ten years old. At that time, I was on the rise in my career. I thought that the child no longer had a mother, so I would compensate her more from other aspects, so I worked hard. , I want to give her the best material foundation within my ability, she is also sensible, not noisy, every time I come home from a business trip, she will run over with a smile and jump into my arms It's like a little angel sent to me by God."

As Professor Sang was talking, he thought of the previous scene in his mind, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. Fu Ziwei listened quietly, imagining the scene described by Professor Sang, feeling a little sour in his heart.

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"I have a very good relationship with her mother. She knows that I will be sad, so she never mentions her mother in front of me. Even if she misses her, she just hides and cries secretly. There is a picture of her mother under the closet in her room. She thought I didn’t know about the photos, but I already found out... I swore at the time that I would treat her twice as well, make up for her, and make her feel that even if mom is gone, dad will give her a lot like······"

Maybe it was the mention of the deceased wife, or maybe it was the daughter who felt sorry for the hospital bed, Professor Sang spoke with a choked voice.

Fu Ziwei listened silently with his eyes downcast. The images of being with Sang Ning these years kept flashing through his mind.

"It's just...it's just that I didn't expect... that this disease would be passed on to Xiao Ning... I would rather be the one lying on that hospital bed! But why is it my daughter? She hasn't arrived yet." At 30 years old, she is so good, so obedient, so kind, her life shouldn't end like this..."

Professor Sang finally couldn't hold back, and burst into tears covering his face. Seeing this, Fu Ziwei helped him to sit on a bench beside him, but facing this grieving father, he couldn't say any words of comfort, only Can sit on the side and accompany quietly.

After a long time, Professor Sang finally managed to calm down. He took the tissue from Fu Ziwei and wiped his glasses. His eyes were still scarlet and there were muddy tears swirling around.

"I know Xiao Ning likes you. When she is with you, she will be very relaxed and act like a baby. That's how she looks like a little girl should be, instead of pretending to be old and invulnerable. These years I watched you study and work together, and I also know that you only regard her as a friend and a sister."

Fu Ziwei listened quietly, Professor Sang turned his face, looked at him very sincerely, and said solemnly: "But, Ziwei, just think that this is a selfish thing I did as a father for my daughter." Please, I implore you...in the few days that Xiao Ning has left, make her happy, just...just fulfill her...fulfill her last wish."

As a father, it must be very difficult for Professor Sang to say such things. In addition, he is a very upright person. From the beginning of sponsoring Fu Ziwei's mother and son, he never thought of asking them to return anything.

But now, for his daughter, he has no choice.

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He just wants his daughter to live happily and happily in her last moments.

Even if this happiness is fake, he got it by giving up his principles, he doesn't care, as long as Xiao Ning can be happy.

Fu Ziwei frowned subconsciously, and flashed through his mind about getting along with Sang Ning, she was capable at work, gentle in life, occasionally playful and coquettish, and finally the picture was fixed on her lying on the hospital bed... ··

After so many years of getting along, he has absolute affection for Sangning, but this kind of affection is more like family affection or friendship, but it is definitely not love.

But facing Professor Sang's earnest gaze, he couldn't say anything to refuse.

Clutching the palm of his hand, digging his fingertips into the flesh, he suddenly didn't know it. After a long, long time, he nodded heavily.