Good Morning, Mr. President!

Li Hanyan sent Du Hui out. After the two of them walked away, the ward fell into a deadly silence.

a long time……

The person who had been lying flat on the bed moved, rolled over, and then slowly, slowly curled into a ball. Under the quilt, that fragile shoulder was shaking. She wears a ring on the ring finger of her right hand, and keeps pinching her left hand, almost pinching the ring into shape.

The nurse came in and showed her the condition. Stung her body for a long time without moving. After finally getting her back on her back, she was scared by the tears on her face. I wanted to ask if it was uncomfortable, but, for a long time, she couldn't understand a sentence, just holding her heart firmly with one hand.

The nurse rang the bell and let the translator come in.

The translator was specially invited by Tang Yu. Seeing this posture, he was not scared.

"Miss, the nurse asks if there is any discomfort."

"..." Song Zhixing didn't open his eyes, just bit the corner of the quilt and shook his head casually.

"Does your heart hurt?" The translator saw her clutching her chest and continued to ask.

"... I'm fine, let the nurse go out. I have nothing." Song Zhixing turned around again, unwilling to face any stranger.

At this moment, Li Hanyan sent Du Hui back. As soon as he entered, he saw that the nurse and the interpreter were all around, and asked, "What's the situation?"

The translation was compared towards Song Zhixing, "Miss Song she ..."

"Let's go out." Before she finished, Song Zhixing had already spoken. In her husky voice, some trembling sounds could be heard, her teeth biting the quilt, relieved her emotions, and then she said, "I'm really fine ..."

Li Hanyan only heard this tone and understood it in an instant.

She stared at her with a deep look, and looked at the translator, "You go out, I'll look for you if something happens. Let the nurse go."

"Okay. Miss Li." The translator didn't stay much, and explained briefly to the nurse before leaving. Then the nurse followed the translator.

As soon as they left, the room fell into a strange silence.

Song Zhixing did not turn around, always with his back to Li Hanyan. Li Hanyan didn't ask much, just pulled the chair and sat down beside the bed.

Just sit quietly.

After a long time, I heard a fluttering voice, "Auntie, have we booked our tickets?"

"Not yet. Your body hasn't stabilized yet, and I'm worried about what will happen when I get on the plane."

"It doesn't matter, nothing will happen with the medicine."

Li Hanyan didn't speak.

Song Zhixing said quietly: "Auntie, we will be discharged today and leave today, shall we?"

Li Hanyan sighed, and finally nodded, "If you are fine, we can go today, of course."

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Li Hanyan booked an air ticket and discharged her. The two went to the airport together.

Standing in the airport, Song Zhi was a little embarrassed. When she came, she was with him. She never thought that when she left, she and her aunt ...

The purpose is no longer the city of Jude.

——The second man said that in the future, the matter of the young lady will have nothing to do with the second man.

Du Hui's words kept floating in his mind, his heart was like a knife twisting, but that's all.

It doesn't matter anymore ...

She raised her lips and the sourness of the tip of her nose, but she couldn't get away.

He looked up and glanced over the reminder screen of the flight overhead, where he happened to flash the flight to Utah. CEA3679 flight. Probably it was too snowy and the flight was delayed, and there is no official boarding now.

There are not many flights to Utah. It's only two times a day.

"Tang Yu and Du Hui are on this flight. It looks like they haven't left yet." Li Hanyan glanced at Song Zhixing and asked tentatively, "Should you say hello to Tang Yu again?"

Song Zhixing was holding his passport and boarding pass, his fingers clenched, then released, and clenched again. In the end, he sighed heavily, "Let's get on the plane first, time may be too late."

Li Hanyan glanced down at the flight time. "Yes, let's go ahead and talk in."

This is Bingyu International Airport. The airport is surprisingly large. Their waiting rooms are not in the same place, and they may not be in the same direction. Therefore, the chance of meeting Tang Yu is extremely low.

Knowing this, Song Zhixing's eyes floated unconsciously at the airport. Every time I pass through a VIP lounge, I always stop involuntarily.

"You did n’t eat much today. Would you like to eat something first, or I ’ll buy you some snacks in the supermarket?" Li Hanyan asked her for her meaning. bored."

"I'll go by myself." Song Zhixing took the passport and walked to the store in the airport.

She walked back and forth in front of the shelves, picked a few boxes of cookies and chocolates and put them in a shopping basket. When I saw the cooked food on the shelf, I was a little surprised.

She has always enjoyed eating cooked food since she was a child, but President Tang Yu said that it was junk food, so when she was a child, when she bought cooked food, she met Tang Yu and would always be trained. Later, when she grew up, she also learned to be clever. Every time Tang Yu returned, she would hide quietly.

Later, after she and Tang Yu got really good, in order not to make Tang Yu angry, she never even ate.

She stared at those cooked food, her outstretched hand, and slowly closed it back.

The man who had been caring about her for a while and had been caring for her has since never really cared about her ...

She raised her lips and smiled. But the lips were full of bitterness.

"Miss?" A familiar voice was sounding just as she was in her head.

Song Zhixing raised his head stupidly, and saw Du Hui standing next door to the bookstore to look at her.

At the cash register not far from Du Hui, Tang Yuzheng took the book and was checking out. I don't know if it was because of hearing the words Du Hui that his erect back was stiff, but he didn't look back.

Song Zhixing held his hand tightly.

Unconsciously, his eyes fell on the back, and his nose was sore.

"Little lady?" Du Hui saw her silent, and her hand shook in front of her. Song Zhixing suddenly returned to his senses, withdrew his gaze and drew a smile from Du Hui, "... coincidentally."

"Why did you leave the hospital? Didn't the doctor say that I had to stay a few more days?" When Du Hui asked this, his eyes drifted toward someone intentionally.

Someone who was about to check out and left was holding a book now, standing and flipping, without further action for a long time.

"I'm fine, so I was discharged early."

"Then you are now ..." Du Hui glanced down at the boarding pass in her hand, raised her eyebrows clearly, and raised her voice, "You really intend to return to country J."