Good Morning, Mr. President!

the other side.

When Tang wasn't home, Tang and Song were already waiting for him.

"Why are you here this time?"

"Of course, I will routinely do basic vital sign examinations for you." Tang Song sipped out his medicine cabinet at home. Originally Tang Wei's medicine box was not large. Later, as time passed, his condition continued to worsen. He bought more and more medicine boxes, and one was not enough. There were already three medicine boxes at home.

"Is it the 15th?" Tang Wei unbuttoned his shirt and sat down on the sofa.

"First measure the temperature of the mouth and the temperature of the armpit." Tang Song passed him two different thermometers. Tang didn't take it, put it in the corresponding place, and waited for the documents to turn over.

Tang and Song looked at his profile, "Are you in a good mood today?"

Tang Wei had a thermometer in his lips and couldn't speak, but looked up at him. Tang and Song shrugged, "You can tell from your eyes."

He nodded, feeling good.

After waiting ten minutes, Tang Song pulled out the thermometer and watched.

"The temperature is within normal values ​​and there is no fever."

"Well. I've been fine recently."

"Check your pulse and blood pressure again. You put the file down."

Tang Wei is a fairly cooperative patient. He will do whatever Tang Song says.

After a series of inspections, only the temperature is normal, and the others are somewhat higher or lower than normal.

Tang and Song looked dignified, but Tang Wei comforted him, "Don't be too nervous. The values ​​have been like this for so many years, just get used to it."

"You should go back to your old house." Tang Song looked dignified. "Grandpa wants you to go back. After all, there are many people who can take care of you. Here you are ..."

He looked around. "It's too deserted."

To say it is too deserted is actually a more euphemism. Tang Wei didn't know that all of them were actually worried that one day he suddenly fell and died in a room where he was alone.

"Well. If one day the body really can't bear it, I will go back."

Tang Song said: "Or, go to the hospital. Can monitor your condition at any time."

Tang Wei absolutely refused to cooperate with this proposal. "You also know how tormented in the hospital, and it may not be good for my condition."

No patient likes the hospital.

Tang and Song are most clear.

So I didn't insist, just told: "Remember to take the medicine on time. Call me if you don't have it, and I will send it in time."

"Every time I haven't finished eating, you have already delivered it. I can't call me."

Tang and Song stood up: "Then I'm gone."

"I'll send you." Tang Wei also got up.

Tang and Song were sent away. Tang Wei picked up his test table and glanced, his eyes were much dim. How long can he live? One year, is there any more?

He dropped the watch and leaned on the sofa. Touch the remote from the side and open the rear projection of the room. Every picture jumped up to the snow-white wall. Each one is a photo of them in the past.

He crouched on the sofa, looking at the picture, and closed his eyes gradually, tiredly.

In the dream tonight, there will probably be her.

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time flies.

Shang Shiyu counted his fingers to live, but after meeting that day, he hadn't seen him for another month.

If Acacia is a disease, she's probably already ill, and there is no cure for it.

This month, as soon as she is free, she will quietly go to the studio spot of "Amnesia", hoping that she may have such good luck as before and can meet him again. However, it turned out that she was really out of luck. He didn't go to the set, but they just didn't meet.

Today, she returned from the set disappointment.

She sat down at her desk, took out her wallet and stared at the tie clip.

"Shangshang, big news!" Ning Mu knocked on the wall next to him.

"What big news?"

"Your male god, we have the news of President Tang."

That name made Shang Shiyu breathless. She retrieves his news on the Internet eagerly every day, and even Ning Mu knows that she is fooling him, but all that can be found are rare. He is too low-key, and he is a media tycoon who controls most of the media. It is too difficult to dig up his news.

"I heard he just passed out on the set."

Shang Shiyu buzzed in his head, "Just now? Fainted?"

She just left the studio for half an hour!

"Yes." Ning Mu said: "Hurry up and go to the post of" City of Amnesia "to see, some netizens have passed the picture. It will definitely be harmonious after a while.

When she listened, her heart trembled. She quickly opened her notebook and found the post for "City of Amnesia". The post was rumored to be high because it was rumored that he was Yunling's boyfriend behind him. She found it without any effort.

When Shang Shang rained in, one by one photos jumped out, her face lost a little blood, her hands and feet were cold.

Which fan should have taken it secretly, the picture pixels are not very high, but it is clearly visible that he was carried by an ambulance on a stretcher by a medical staff. Weak and helpless.

What's up with him?

Why did you suddenly faint? Too tired?

Shang Shiyu shook her hand, knocked on the keyboard, and sent a reply: Does anyone know the inside information? What happened to him, why did he faint?

After waiting for ten seconds, no one answered, she did not have the patience to swipe the screen again and again: who can answer me? Please tell me the specific situation at the scene! 100,000 rush!

This time, someone responded quickly.

——I was at the scene at the time, and I didn't know what was going on, but suddenly I fell down. Our sister Yunling was crying anxiously.

-Is there any serious illness? When I look at the photos, I feel so weak!

——If there is any life-threatening disease, I don't think we should stay with us. I was very supportive, but now I am a little shaken.

Shang Shiyu looked at the words of netizens, his face was gradually losing blood, and his body was shaking.

-Don't you just talk about it without knowing anything! He is in good health and is not ill at all! It's just that I've been so tired recently, so I suddenly fainted! You must not curse him!

As soon as she said this, someone immediately countered, "You're fine. You just asked the situation, and now you know what it looks like. He looked like he was dying, and everyone at the scene could see clearly Clearly. "

Dying ...

Shang Shiyu was almost stabbed with tears by these four words. She slammed the keyboard and wanted to fight back again, and Ning Muyang whispered next door: "Harmony! It's too fast, it's only a few minutes!"

Shang Shiyu stared at the blank screen after being harmonized, and sat idly for a while, only feeling cold in his hands and feet.

The next second, she suddenly got up and ran out.