It was late at night, and outside the window. It was gloomy. The lights were on in the study. Wang Siyu sat quietly on a leather chair, holding a cigarette in his hand, looking at the air ticket on the desk in a daze. The ashtray next to it was already full of cigarette butts. The study was already filled with smoke, which made people feel a little breathless. After coughing a few times, Wang Siyu frowned and pinched the cigarette in his hand, sat up on the leather chair with his arms around, and fell into deep thought.

Yu Lao had a fever the night before. He had a severe cough at night. He didn't care at first, but when he woke up in the morning, his condition suddenly worsened and he had coughed up bleeding in his lungs. On the way to the General Hospital of the People's Liberation Army, the old man fell into a severe coma and woke up after emergency rescue. However, the situation was very bad. The top medical experts in the capital consulted and concluded that they could only undergo extremely dangerous operations.

The expert group's opinion is to go to the United States for treatment, where the success rate of the operation is 63%, and the success rate of the operation in China is less than 30%. However, after awakening, Mr. Yu stubbornly insisted on performing surgery in China. The superiors could only approve medical plans. The operation is scheduled to be carried out tomorrow night. Dr. Shen Kunpeng, who is known as the "first blow in the army", took the surgery personally. However, due to the serious condition of old age, both the family and the senior management have made the worst plans, and the funeral committee is underway in secret preparations.

Mr. Yu had six wishes before the operation, four of which were for business and had been submitted to Zhongnanhai through Yu Chunlei, Secretary of the Beijing Municipal Committee. Among the other two wishes, one was to meet Wang Siyu before entering the operating room. If you have a girlfriend, it would be best to bring them together. This is a reason that cannot be refused. Wang Siyu naturally would not refuse. Moreover, Mr. Yu seemed to understand his mood very much and deliberately proposed to meet alone, and the rest of the Yu family avoided them.

The capital city is a strange and distant place. The Yu family in the capital made Wang Siyu feel strange. In fact, he has always rejected this powerful family in his heart. It is a complex emotion that is difficult to express in words. More than 20 years of alienation have caused him and that family to lose too much, and the two people who need to look up to him cannot make him have a sense of affection. Until this moment, he still couldn't think of what attitude he should face his family.

Outside the study door, Liu Meier frowned and looked worried. She lowered her head and paced back and forth at the door. In the past two hours, she had pushed open the door several times, intending to persuade Wang Siyu to rest earlier, but Wang Siyu politely refused. Although she was not sure what was going on, from the serious face and the air ticket on the desk, Liu Meier had already realized that something unusual must have happened.

She was a little uneasy, but she didn't know how to comfort Wang Siyu. After wandering for a long time, Liu Meier had to take out the blanket from the closet, knocked in the door again, gently put it on Wang Siyu, silently poured out the cigarette butts in the ashtray, brewed another cup of strong tea, and then quietly retreated, lay on the bed and tossing and turning, but couldn't sleep all night.

In the early morning, a drizzle drizzle floated outside the window, and the weather was as gloomy as a human mood. Liu Meier held a black umbrella and took Wang Siyu into the taxi. She looked at Santana slowly driving into the main road and disappeared from sight. She turned around, looked up at the gray sky, and murmured: "God bless..."

At 8:30 in the morning, Wang Siyu boarded the China Southern Airlines passenger plane flying to Beijing. Due to the bad weather, the rain was getting heavier and the visibility in the air was very low. The plane was bumping violently in the clouds. The passengers in the cabin were a little nervous. Looking at the lightning that passed by the clouds from time to time, many people secretly regretted that they should not take this flight. Wang Siyu sat by the window and did not rest for a night last night, which made him feel a little tired. His eyes turned to the window. In the distant sky, huge fire snakes were dancing rapidly. He sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

Forty minutes later, the plane finally passed through the thunderstorm area, the fuselage began to stabilize, and everyone's hearts gradually calmed down. Two empty sisters-in-law came over with a cart of drinks and began to provide catering services to passengers. Wang Siyu asked for a cup of Coke and took a nap in his seat. After four and a half hours of flight, the plane finally landed safely. Wang Siyu stood up and walked out slowly with the flow of people.

The weather in the capital was very good, with bright sunshine. Before she could walk out of the airport, Wang Siyu soon saw the tall Zhang Qianying in the crowd. She was wearing a long black dress with no pink on her face. Her milky white skin showed a healthy color. Her long black hair was draped over her shoulders. She was carrying a small black bag and was smiling at Wang Siyu who was slowly walking towards her. Her soft and charming eyes were flashing with moving waves.

Staring quietly and embracing each other affectionately, after a long time, the two of them slowly separated. Zhang Qianying stretched out her slender hands, gently tidied up Wang Siyu's collar, put the pretty face on his chest, and said softly: "Xiaoyu, why are you so anxious? I heard that the weather is not good there, so I'm very worried."

Wang Siyu hugged her in his arms, patted her back gently, and lowered her head and said, "It's okay, don't worry, there will never be any trouble."

Zhang Qianying smiled, raised her head, and whispered: "Xiaoyu, haven't you heard of you having relatives in the capital before?"

Wang Siyu pinched her jaw, quietly admired the beautiful face, and whispered: "It's a distant relative. I haven't walked around for many years. This time the old man in his family is seriously ill and should go and see him."

"Yeah!" Zhang Qianying nodded gently. Seeing that Wang Siyu's face was haggard, her eyes were covered with bloodshot, and she looked tired, she guessed that he had not had a good rest last night. In addition to feeling distressed, she hurriedly grabbed Wang Siyu's arm and said softly: "Xiaoyu, go back and rest first, take good care of yourself before going to the hospital."

Wang Siyu smiled and turned around. Sun Maocai walked out of the side at the right time. He first nodded to Zhang Qianying with a smile, then stretched out a big hand, shook Wang Siyu's hand, shook it three times, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Yu, welcome you back."

Wang Siyu smiled, took Zhang Qianying's hand and stepped forward, and said softly: "Uncle Cai, this is my wife Zhang Qianying, who works in the Propaganda Department of the Qingzhou Municipal Party Committee, and is now studying in Beiwu."

Zhang Qianying's face turned red, and she gently pinched Wang Siyu's waist with her hand. She looked at Sun Maocai curiously, only to feel that the old man was extraordinary and his eyebrows were full of majesty. He probably wasn't an ordinary person, but his name for Wang Siyu was a bit strange. Xiaoyu was no longer the young master.

After hearing Wang Siyu's introduction, Sun Maocai showed a bright smile on his face and nodded, "Hello, young lady."

Before Zhang Qianying could think too much, she waved her hand and said incoherently: "Uncle Cai, don't listen to him nonsense. We haven't registered yet... This is not what we mean... Well... we are just good friends."

Sun Maocai smiled understandingly and said softly: "Mr. Yu, Miss Ying, let's get in the car first."

After hearing this, Zhang Qianying calmed down and hooked Wang Siyu's arm, with a delicate blush on her face. She put her head to Wang Siyu's ears and whispered: "Xiaoyu, don't talk nonsense in the future."

Wang Siyu smiled and turned around and said, "What I said is the truth. As long as you want, we can register at any time. For you, I can give up everything."

Zhang Qianying turned her body and glanced at him quietly. As her eyes turned, she felt an indescribable charm. Seeing Wang Siyu's sincere look, she couldn't help feeling sad. She sighed quietly and snuggled beside Wang Siyu. The two of them slowly followed Sun Maocai, left the first floor hall of the terminal, came outside, got on the Audi car, and drove away from the airport smoothly.

Outside the car window, two rows of lush ginkgo trees flashed quickly. Sun Maocai sat quietly in the passenger seat, pondered for a while, then turned around, observed the expression on Wang Siyu's face, and asked carefully: "Mr. Yu, there are many people visiting the hospital during the day, and the time has been arranged. There is only time after 7 o'clock in the evening. Why don't we go home to rest first?"

Wang Siyu waved his hand expressionlessly, slowly closed his eyes, and whispered: "Let's find a hotel to stay in, there's no need to worry."

A hint of disappointment appeared in Sun Maocai's eyes, but in a flash, he still smiled and nodded, pondered for a moment, and then said softly: "Then go and live in Siheyuan, which is the characteristic of the capital."

Wang Siyu nodded, stretched out his left arm, and walked around Zhang Qianying's slender waist. The two of them tied their fingers together. Although they didn't say anything, their hearts were filled with sweetness and joy. The haze floating in Wang Siyu's heart gradually dissipated. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After a while, he turned his head and saw that outside the car window, magnificent buildings appeared in sight.

The car drove to a courtyard-style hotel on Jiugulou Street, Xincheng District. The buildings here are in the style of Ming and Qing dynasties. The courtyards are arranged in a scattered manner and the decoration is simple and elegant. It is only a dozen minutes away from Houhai. After driving the room, Sun Maocai only talked for a few words and then said tactfully. Wang Siyu and Zhang Qianying lay on the bed on their backs. They said a few words in a slight sense of body. Wang Siyu couldn't control himself and turned over and pressed over. Zhang Qianying laughed a few times, then got up and hugged his shoulders, biting Wang Siyu's earlobe and whispered: "Good Xiaoyu, be obedient, rest first, don't hurt your body. I've taken three days off to accompany you."

Wang Siyu smiled, then he put away his distractedness, hugged her soft body and fell down again, silently looking at the pretty face like a flowery face. In just a few minutes, his eyelids were as heavy as lead, and he fell asleep unknowingly. This sleep was extremely sweet. When he opened his eyes again, it was already 4:30 in the afternoon. When he turned around, he was empty. Wang Siyu pulled the quilt and walked out, pushed the door and walked out, and walked to the quaint mansion. He saw Zhang Qianying sitting on the vermilion rocking chair in the corridor, teasing the starling in the cage. She only said, "Xiaoyu is a big fool." The starling kept shouting, "Good morning for the guest."

Wang Siyu walked over with a smile, held her waist from behind, placed her jaw on Zhang Qianying's shoulder, and swayed gently.

At seven o'clock in the evening, a black Audi car slowly drove into the People's Liberation Army General Hospital. After getting off the bus, accompanied by Sun Maocai, the two walked to the back building. The inside and the outside of the hospital were loose and tight, and most patients were not aware of it. A big man was admitted to the hospital. Only a few senior cadres in the ward of the senior officials were informed, but without permission, they could not visit the sixth floor.

The three of them came to the sixth floor. Although Sun Maocai's face was a pass, the guards in casual clothes checked Wang Siyu and Zhang Qianying's IDs as usual and asked them to fill out the visiting record form. When they arrived in front of the door, the special guard had just opened the door. After seeing Sun Maocai, he nodded slightly and whispered: "Don't take too long, the leader's body is too weak."

Sun Maocai nodded, pushed open the door with a serious expression, and walked in quietly with the two of them. The ward was neat and clean. The old man was sleeping. A doctor in a white coat and a white mask was sitting at the table writing something. After the three of them came in, he did not look back, but the pen in his hand trembled slightly. Sun Maocai glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wang Siyu held Zhang Qianying's hand, and the two sat side by side on the long sofa beside the bed. Sun Maocai walked over gently and whispered a few words in the old man's ear. The old man slowly turned around. When Zhang Qianying saw his appearance, she was suddenly stunned and almost screamed. She hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands and stared at the former leader who could only be seen on TV. She was at a loss for a moment. After a long time, she slowly stood up, her eyes full of confusion.

Wang Siyu also stood up and gently held her cold little hand. He felt that there were already a small bead of sweat in his palm. Wang Siyu smiled and held it hard. Then he looked at the sick old man calmly and said softly: "Hello, Mr. Yu, I am Wang Siyu, I'm here to visit you from Yuzhou City."

Mr. Yu's face was old, with fine wrinkles on his face, deep eye sockets, and a little loose and drooping in his jaw. Troubled by the disease, his wise eyes were now a little blank, just a ray of light that flashed occasionally, which was still breathtaking, as if he could see through everything.

The old man had a silver-white miniature hearing aid stuffed into his left ear. He looked up and down for a while before smiling with difficulty, raised his hand and signaled to sit down, and said with some difficulty: "Okay... OK... Come... Just come."

Wang Siyu grabbed Zhang Qianying's cold right hand and pulled it gently. Zhang Qianying smiled unnaturally and sat on the sofa with Wang Siyu, but she still didn't come back from her fear at this moment. Her heart was beating violently. She turned her head and looked at Wang Siyu. Seeing that his face was calm, she calmed down a little, and sat on the chair like a sculpture, not daring to move.

With the help of Sun Maocai, Yu Lao moved his body hard, leaned against the pillow, and looked at the two juniors on the opposite side kindly, spitting out more than a dozen notes in a slight manner. Sun Maocai stared at his mouth and explained softly: "Sister Yu, Yu Lao said that your nose looks the most similar to him, especially your eyes and your jaw looks like your mother."

Wang Siyu smiled, without saying anything, but the corners of his eyes were a little wet. He barely controlled his emotions and tried to say in a stable voice: "Old Yu, you need to rest more, I believe the operation will be successful."

Old Yu's lips trembled a few times, nodded effortlessly, looking a little tired, but pointed at Zhang Qianying with her fingers, and her lips squirmed a few times. Sun Maocai said softly: "Old Yu said, your girlfriend is very beautiful, very good."

Zhang Qianying lowered her head in shame and fiddled with the corner of her clothes, but her heart was extremely complicated. At this point, although she still didn't know Wang Siyu's true identity, she had vaguely guessed a little. This shock made her feel at a loss and her mind was confused for a moment.

Old Yu nodded, and a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He turned his eyes to Wang Siyu with difficulty and tried hard to spit out a few words: "Good...good...good...work."

Wang Siyu stood up with a smile and said, "Mr. Yu, don't be too upset. You're about to have surgery soon. You must ensure a rest."

Old Yu smiled and nodded slightly. Sun Maocai tucked the corner of the quilt. The three of them slowly walked out of the room under the old man's gaze. When they reached the door, Wang Siyu held the door and turned his head to look deep on the hospital bed. However, the old man raised his hand hard and waved at him. For some reason, Wang Siyu's nose suddenly became sore and tears flowed down. He quickly waved his hand and turned around and walked out.

After the door was closed, the doctor in a white coat and a white mask gently dropped his pen, walked slowly to the door, opened the door, stared at the backs of the three of them, thinking about it, behind him, Mr. Yu gasped for a while, and said with difficulty: "Chun... hate me?"

Yu Chunlei, secretary of the Beijing Municipal Committee, sighed softly, slowly closed the door, took off his mask, took off his coat, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, holding the wrinkled palms like dead branches in both hands, and said in a deep voice: "Dad, for politics, everyone in the Yu family must know how to sacrifice, and I will never regret it."

"But...I...after..."
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