Shen Yan wanted to explain for a moment, but the corners of his lips moved slightly, but he said nothing.
Even if everyone heard it, so what, he wouldn't care at all.
And if you have already decided on an idea, don’t keep wavering.
Thinking of this, Shen Yan quickly withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Gu Beisheng: "Shengsheng, you came just in time. Mom suddenly had a dry cough. Could you please help me take a look."
Fu Xizhou also moved accordingly, the sight in front of Shen Yan suddenly widened, and Shi Qing also took two steps forward.
The distance between the two suddenly narrowed, and she could even smell the faint special smell of Shi Qing's body, like the smell of green grass after rain.
However, Shen Yan no longer looked at him, her delicate brows and eyes were full of coldness and indifference.
The moment the two of them passed each other, he always looked directly at the ward, always abiding by his responsibility to protect Fu Xizhou and Gu Beisheng, and would not look at anyone else.
But the sound of Shen Yan's leaving footsteps was exceptionally clear, beating on his eardrums like a drum.
As Shen Yan left, the distance between the two became farther and farther, and Shi Qing's eyes darkened clearly.
In the ward.
"President, let me check Madam's identity first." Gu Beisheng neatly took off his coat and rolled up his cuffs, preparing to check Shen Yimei's pulse.
The president also wanted to give way, but he didn't want to grab his cuff with one hand.
The president looked back and saw Shen Yimei's red eyes, with watery eyes at the end, and her voice was as soft as mist: "I heard it all, do you want Yan'er to marry Lient?"
The president was stunned, as if a hole had been cut in his heart, mixed with sourness and guilt: "I...I am not worthy to be Yan'er's father, nor am I worthy to be your husband, I..."
No choice...
But, how could he say it to the one he loved?
Shen Yimei sat up with her arms propped up, tears imminent, but her eyes were eagerly looking for her daughter: "Where is Yan'er? Where is she?"
She was very anxious, her thin little hands tightly grasping the president's cuffs.
But the more anxious she became, the more miscellaneous air seemed to rise in her chest, which made her heart feel extremely painful, and her throat became dry and itchy: "Cough...cough cough cough..."
The president's heart was in a knot and he said hurriedly: "Yimei, please calm down and don't think about unhappy things..."
Seeing this, Gu Beisheng pushed the president away directly and said calmly: "It's better for me to do it. President, if you stay here, it will only make the madam's mind more chaotic and make it more difficult to calm down."
Fu Xizhou retreated from the door and said, "Leave it to Shengsheng."
The president looked at his wife who kept coughing, and then at the couple who were staring at him. He took a deep breath and left the ward resolutely.
After the two came out, Shi Qing helped close the door.
Fu Xizhou's cold eyes were filled with warmth. As a man, he could better understand the president's mood at this time.
"Don't worry, Shengsheng won't let anything happen to Madam."
The president nodded. There was no look of fatigue on his three-dimensional facial features. His straight suit made him look majestic: "Well, since Yan'er agreed to marry Liente, I have to think about it carefully and ask my brother what he wants. The betrothal gift is appropriate.”
He didn't have time to feel bad or blame himself, he had more things to do.
Just thinking about Yan'er, my heart still tightened uncontrollably: "Yan'er hasn't made any true friends since he was a child. It's rare to meet you. Please spend more time with him during this time."
"Um."
the other side.
Gu Beisheng sat by the bed, patted Shen Yimei's back, and handed Shen Yiyan a glass of warm water: "Take a sip of water first."
Shen Yimei shook her head, unable to drink at all.
But Gu Beisheng forced the cup to her lips and asked her to drink it no matter what.
Shen Yimei pondered for a moment, then took a sip. The warm water went into her throat, flushing away the miscellaneous air in her chest and lungs, and her tears began to stream down.
Gu Beisheng held her in his arms: "It's okay, things will never be so bad. Just cry. It will feel better if you cry."
Probably because as a mother, if Xiaoshi is forced to marry a bad person in the future, she will definitely be heartbroken.
Shen Yimei was like a child, lying on Gu Beisheng's shoulder and crying non-stop. Warm tears slid down Gu Beisheng's neck. She closed her eyes heavily and said nothing.
For a long time, Shen Yimei's eyes were red and she lowered her head to straighten her appearance.
"Are you feeling better?" Gu Beisheng asked with concern as he helped her adjust the infusion tube.
After crying a lot, Shen Yimei felt much clearer. She slowly raised her eyes and looked at Gu Beisheng: "I'm feeling better, thank you."
Gu Beisheng simply checked his body and found no other symptoms: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere else, or do you want to continue resting?"
"No need." Shen Yimei calmed down and said with gentle eyes: "You just happened to be here. I have remembered some things from 21 years ago in the past few days. I don't know if it will be helpful to you."
Hearing this, Gu Beisheng's bright eyes slightly raised, and he was about to ask, but swallowed back: "Although I really want to know the relevant clues, but now I care more about your body, I can wait until you feel better before talking."
Shen Yimei smiled and shook her head: "Thank you for your thoughtfulness. I think I'm much better. And I always lose my memory from time to time and my memory is not good. I'd better tell you quickly."
"Okay, that's hard work."
Shen Yimei took a deep breath, lowered her eyes slightly, and her thoughts went back to many years ago.
"Before the president rescued me from Walker, when I was in coma, I seemed to have vaguely heard that the guards guarding me mentioned Hao Wei..."