Missy's Substitute President

When the plane landed at Huacheng Airport, Liu Xi took a wet wipe and snorted vigorously on her face, trying to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the simplest movements, but the effect was not good.

As soon as the phone was turned on, a call came in. It was Uncle Jiang, the driver and housekeeper who took care of his father all the year round.

"Xiaoxi, are you here? The road is not bumpy, is it? Have you eaten yet?"

"No...it's okay, Uncle Jiang, I'm fine. How is my dad? I'm going out now, and I'll go to the hospital right away."

She hadn't spoken for almost ten hours, Liu Xi's throat seemed to be clogged with a big ball of cotton, and it was very difficult to speak, and Uncle Jiang couldn't tell that she had cried, her voice was very low.

"Your dad is waiting for you. Knowing that you are coming back, he has been very energetic all morning."

"Well, I'll be right there, Uncle Jiang, please take care of him with Aunt Zhang."

"Hey, don't bother, don't bother, your dad, I haven't slept well these few nights..."

When Uncle Jiang said this, his voice was low and deep, and he couldn't continue, so he had to mutter a few words casually, and hung up the phone.

Liu Xi tightly pinched the phone, stiffened her neck, and suppressed the wailing that rushed to the top of her throat, but tears still quickly welled up in her eyes.

Her father's liver cancer was found to be at an advanced stage. She was in London and only learned of the news last night. She bought the earliest flight ticket and cried a lot on the plane, but now she couldn't help it anymore.

After finally walking into the airport lobby, Liu Xi blinked her teary eyes and looked around habitually.

Every time she went back to China before, she could see her father standing in the crowd waiting for her when she walked to the lobby.

Rain or shine.

But now there will be no more.

It was late autumn, and the flower city was wet and drizzling, people passing by her with umbrellas and windbreakers.

Liu Xi stopped in her tracks, sorting out the things in her hands.

Her clothes were thin and she didn't fit in with the flow of people in the airport hall. When everyone passed by, they all looked at her curiously.

Liu Xi stretched out her hands to sort out her ID card and boarding pass, and stuffed them into the backpack on her back. When she lowered her head, tears fell uncontrollably.

She put her things away and carried her bag, a little flustered, and raised her hand to wipe her tears.

At this moment, someone bumped into her from behind.

Liu Xi was originally thin and petite. When someone hit her hard, she threw herself onto her suitcase without any defense. There was a sharp stabbing pain.

She struggled to look back and saw a man retreating quickly from her side. The man stared at her obscenely for a few times before turning his head and disappearing into the crowd.

It's like the kind of scalper who solicits customers in the airport, or it may be a thief.

It took her a few seconds to figure out what happened. She touched the phone on her body first, but fortunately she didn't lose it.

She tried her best to support the suitcase and tried to stand up, but it hurt every time she moved, and there were bead-sized beads of sweat on her forehead in an instant.

This is what Chinese people often say, does the house leak happen to rain all night?

Suddenly, someone behind her grabbed her arm and supported her waist with neither light nor heavy force.

With this help, Liu Xi finally stood up, pressed her ribs, and turned to look behind her.

"Are you OK?"

Behind Liu Xi was a woman about her age, who was holding her arm at the moment, frowning and asking.

"I'm fine, thank you for your help. The person who bumped into me just now..."

As Liu Xi spoke, she raised her head and saw the woman's dark eyes.

And the woman who helped Liu Xi suddenly became speechless when she saw her face, her expression was shocked, her eyes looked her whole body up and down in extremely complicated eyes, and she was stunned for a few seconds.

Immediately, the woman let go of Liu Xi's arm, and walked away unexpectedly.

"Hey...cough cough!"

Liu Xi's voice was still hoarse, she raised her voice and then coughed, seeing the woman wearing a black windbreaker, blending into the crowd like a drop of water, and disappearing.

"what's up……"

Liu Xi frowned, put the matter aside, carried the suitcase, endured the pain in her ribs and rushed out to take a taxi, all she could think about was going to the hospital as soon as possible.

After getting in the car, he called Uncle Jiang to report his situation. Liu Xi put down the phone and suddenly felt a little timid.

She has been studying abroad since high school. After finishing high school in Yingguo, she applied to university to study art. She has more contacts with her mother who is also in Yingguo and divorced her father.

In her impression, her father has always been an omnipotent person, a little rigid and arbitrary, but he is kind to her from the bottom of his heart.

If she wants the stars in the sky, her father can help her pick them off with a ladder. Before she wanted to study art and give up the family property, her father just sighed and said, "As long as you think about it."

From childhood to adulthood, my father was like a mountain, like a silent but firm supporter. As long as he was there, Liuxi felt that she could bravely let go and venture out.

But now, the mountain collapsed suddenly, and the shock it brought her made her almost crazy.

The more she thought about this, the more she couldn't stop crying. She cried in the backseat until the taxi driver turned around and asked her, "Girl, have you lost your love? It's hard to find a three-legged one. Two-legged ones It's not easy to find a man like me, I want to be more open, young and beautiful, how many men will line up to choose..."

She didn't answer, although it was impolite, but she really didn't have the mood to care about these details, she just looked out of the window silently, sobbing, tears streaming down line by line.

The driver finally had nothing to say, took her to the gate of the hospital, helped her unload the luggage and left.

At the entrance of the hospital, there are always people coming and going, and countless stories of joys and sorrows, rendering the air here heavy and depressing.

At the door, Uncle Jiang hesitated frowning, seeing her coming down, forced a smile:

"Xiaoxi... well, let's go in."

Liu Xi pursed her lips, trying to smile, but failed completely, so she nodded and stopped talking.

Uncle Jiang dragged her suitcase and led her to the inpatient department. There were all kinds of patients basking in the sun on the road. The striped hospital gown made Liu Xi startled.

At the door of the ward, Liu Xi's heartbeat accelerated a lot, and her palms were covered in cold sweat.

She was afraid, afraid of seeing her father, who had always been high-spirited, become as thin as a stick.

She was even more afraid, afraid that when she saw her father, she would lose control of her emotions and cry out on the spot, making her father sad.

Uncle Jiang looked at her, sighed, and didn't urge her, but just waited quietly.

Liu Xi took a deep breath silently, adjusted her mood, squeezed her cheeks to force a smile, but felt that it was uglier than crying, and gave up again.

While she was doing psychological construction, the door of the ward was suddenly opened from the inside.

A woman came out of the room and faced Liu Xi face to face.

Liu Xi saw a pair of dark eyes and a familiar black windbreaker.

That was... the woman who helped her up at the airport, but walked away quickly without saying a word.

Father lives in a single intensive care unit, why is this woman here?

Liu Xi frowned subconsciously, squinting at the other party.

The woman also looked at her and said softly:

"Uncle Liu is waiting for you, Xiaoxi."

Why did she call my dad Uncle Liu?

Why did she call me Xiaoxi?

What is her relationship with my family?

These questions flashed through Liu Xi's mind, but she had no time to think about them at the moment.

She just mechanically took steps and entered the house.

On the hospital bed, my father was half lying down. Seeing her coming in, my father had a smile on his face.

I still remember the same smile when I folded bamboo boats for myself.

No matter how many times I told myself before, the tears still fell crazily without disappointment.

Liu Xi cried out in a crying voice: "Dad..."

"Hey, good girl, you are back...don't cry, good girl, don't cry..."

****

Chu Xiansheng closed the door of the ward, allowing the father and daughter, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, to have a good chat.

Uncle Jiang's sad face was relieved for a moment when he saw her:

"Thank you, Ms. Chu. Mr. Liu has told you all about the situation just now, right?"

"Tell me, I understand for now. But I have to wait for my father to come over before making detailed plans. Uncle Jiang, haven't you eaten yet? Let's go out and eat something."

Uncle Jiang looked up at her, and knew in his heart that this girl could handle things well. Although she was young, she was completely different from the flowers raised in the greenhouse like Liuxi.

He didn't know whether Mr. Liu's decision was correct or not, but it was more reassuring to entrust the group to such a person.

However, what would Xiaoxi think?

In the elevator room, Chu Xiansheng took the lead in pressing the floor, protecting Uncle Jiang to stand looser under the pressure of layers of patients and hospital beds.

The expert number of this hospital is famous all over the country, but this doctor never does anything special, the single ward is already the best preferential treatment, and the elevator can only be crowded with ordinary people.

After getting out of the elevator, on the way to the cafeteria, Uncle Jiang hesitated to speak:

"Miss Chu..."

"Just call me Xiansheng, Uncle Jiang, just say what you have to say."

"Xiansheng, you just met Xiaoxi's child. She hasn't experienced storms since she was a child, and she may have to rely on you to take care of her in the future... After all, her father is... Well, good people don't live long!"

As Uncle Jiang spoke, he lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes.

Chu Xiansheng was silent for a while, and patted Uncle Jiang on the shoulder, just to comfort him.

There was something flickering in her dark eyes, and there were still wet tears in the corners of her eyes, but her expression was still gentle and polite, not overwhelmed by sadness.

"Uncle Jiang, I will remember what you and Uncle Liu said, and I will take good care of...Xiaoxi."

When talking about Xiaoxi, Chu Xiansheng's voice paused, and then quickly resumed, Uncle Jiang didn't notice the strangeness.

The two of them ate something casually in the cafeteria, bought two more meals and went to the ward to bring to the father and daughter.When he got out of the elevator, he saw several figures in suits and leather shoes at the elevator entrance.

In the single ward area, except for the medical staff, all must swipe their cards to enter. Several people smoked while waiting for someone to come out at the elevator entrance.

Uncle Jiang frowned, but had no choice but to go forward to greet him: "How are you guys, are you coming to see Mr. Liu? What a coincidence, Mr. Liu just took a rest."

Chu Xiansheng followed Uncle Jiang, lowered his eyebrows and did not speak.

Several people in suits and leather shoes saw Uncle Jiang, and one of the leaders with a big belly patted Uncle Jiang on the shoulder and said:

"Old Jiang, you also know that the company can't do without Mr. Liu for a day. The few of us came here to bother him because he is in a hurry. Since he is inconvenient now, you can take us in first, and we will sit next to him and wait for him to wake up. Let's talk again, shall we?"

After the leader said so, the people beside him also laughed, put out their cigarettes and prepared to follow in.

"This... that... is really inconvenient..."

"What's the inconvenience? We are all Mr. Liu's right-hand men, so we won't do anything to him, don't you think? Mr. Liu fell ill very suddenly, and we are very concerned..."

Several people started pushing and shoving, seemingly joking.

Uncle Jiang's forehead was a little sweaty. These were people he couldn't afford to offend. He didn't dare to say anything, but he really didn't want to lead them in.

Chu Xiansheng suddenly reached out and patted Uncle Jiang on the shoulder, and flashed out from behind him.

"Gentlemen, this is a hospital, not a reception center."

Chu Xiansheng's voice was cold, and after speaking, he unexpectedly sat down on the blue plastic stool at the elevator entrance, with an attitude of being one man and one man alone.

She had black brows and black eyes, and when she looked up, the wind in her eyes was no longer the peace it was before, and it cut across the faces of those people with a coldness like a knife, making their faces purple.

"They're all grown-ups, have some qualities, okay?"