On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

At this time, the hospital's access control has long passed, but because of the Chinese New Year today, the hospital is very lively, full of an atmosphere of joy and sorrow.

Zhou Liangqi and Jiang Shu went to the door of the ward together, and saw everyone sitting and watching TV together, with melon seeds and candies on the table.

The people in the three beds seemed very crowded.

Most of the people lying on the hospital bed were bald and pale.

Zhou Liangqi stepped forward, walked straight to the third bed, and smiled, "You are Lao Wu's wife, right?"

Jiang Shu followed.

The sudden appearance of such a tall and handsome young man, who was so polite, Lao Wu's wife was startled, and quickly got up, "I am, you are..."

"I'm Lao Wu's boss. This isn't the end of the project. I'll come to pay him New Year's greetings." He put the gift on the table.

The middle-aged woman was weather-beaten, and the wrinkles on her face were obvious when she smiled, "It's really intentional, and I can still find it here, but unfortunately, Lao Wu has gone out, so I should come back after some time."

She was in a good mood, but Jiang Shu felt extremely sad when she looked at it, tears almost fell down again.

"Leader, sit down quickly." The boy lying on the bed greeted him.

He looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, and his body was extremely thin due to illness, but his smile was warm, and there was no sign of depression.

"My dad will be back soon."

Old Wu's wife was busy, "Tell me, the hospital is simple, there is no decent tea, and the hospitality is not good enough."

"I don't drink tea." Zhou Liangqi stopped her, "Come out with me, I have something to ask you to tell Lao Wu."

Concerned about the presence of children, he spoke very tactfully.

The woman's originally happy face paused when she came into contact with Zhou Liangqi's secretiveness. She raised her head and looked at Jiang Shu, noticing something was wrong, showing a little panic.

Zhou Liangqi took people out, but Jiang Shu didn't follow. She didn't want to watch the cruel scene.

Seeing her staying here, the boy warmly held up a handful of candies, "Sister, Happy New Year."

Jiang Shu's heart was full of sadness, she squeezed out a smile, took out one of them, "Thank you."

She simply sat down, "How old is this year?"

"You'll be eighteen after the Chinese New Year."

It is the age of youth, other children are sitting at home having a reunion dinner with their families, but he can only spend it in a small ward.

"A very good age, and it will be even better in the future."

The boy was a little frustrated when he heard the words, "Will it be all right, I don't want to drag Mom and Dad down."

"..." While choking, the candy slid down his throat, Jiang Shu choked, and began to cough violently.

The boy was frightened and poured water for her quickly. When she looked up, her face was full of tears, "Sister..."

Jiang Shu's eyes were red, and he shook his head, "It's okay, I'm coughing."

After finishing speaking, she held the boy's hand, "It will be fine, and it will be fine in the future."

I was seriously ill at the most beautiful age and lost my father, how can I survive.

Jiang Shu couldn't imagine it.

When she walked out of the ward, she didn't see Zhou Liangqi until she walked a while and suddenly heard a sobbing woman's voice.She turned her head and suddenly saw Old Wu's wife lying limp on the ground in the dark corridor, weeping uncontrollably.

That collapsed appearance obviously already knew everything.

The man stood aside, his face expressionless, his fingertips glowing scarlet, and he smoked one cigarette after another.

I don't know how long it took before he said: "As much as you want, Zhou can give it."