Yu Wenchen stared at Xiang Qinglan's back, which had disappeared between the cracks in the door, strangely. He stood there for a long time. He raised his head, "Obstetrics and Gynecology, what is she doing here?" Although he had many questions, he looked at the one in his hand.
With a pile of documents, he turned around and walked towards Su Zhetuo's ward. Although he couldn't see it now, he still signed most of Su Zhetuo's contracts. He couldn't see it with his eyes, but...
But his heart is not blind, Su style is his hard work, no matter how decadent he becomes, he will never give up.
Pushing open the door, Su Zhetuo turned the wheelchair in one direction, facing the person who came, "Chen." His thin lips opened, and he called out the person's name accurately.
"You are really amazing. You knew it before I even said anything. Don't you have some kind of precognitive ability?" Yu Wenchen chuckled and sat aside, joking innocuously with Su Zhetuo.
I haven't felt this relaxed for a long time.
"My eyes are blind, but my ears are alert. Besides, no one can come in to this ward except you guys," Su Zhetuo put his hands on his legs, his voice was rare and calm.
There was still a blanket covering his legs. For a month, he stayed here in the dark. No matter day or night, his eyes were always dark, and there was no difference between opening and closing his eyes.
Yu Wenchen also felt sour in his heart. He quickly took out a document, placed it on Su Zhetuo's lap, and then put the pen in his hand.
"Come on, just sign it now," he held the hand and placed it on the designated position. "I have done everything else. We have already negotiated it before. All I need is yours."
Sign..." When he said this, his voice was extremely stiff. It took them a long time to get this contract. They would have held a small celebration party, and they were getting married in Su Zhetuo.
Afterwards, however, his marriage was not consummated, and the celebration would not be held again.
Su Zhetuo calmly held the pen and fumbled to sign his name.
"Is everything normal?" His voice came faintly, but it had a somewhat desolate tone. Zeng Jin's voice was slightly deep, but now it sounded pale.
"Well, Su's stock has gone up. With the old president here, there haven't been many changes. All procedures in the company are normal." Yu Wenchen opened his mouth and told him all the recent events.
That's good. Zhezhetuo lowered his head, and his eyes hidden by the black eyelashes were not at all sparkling. Perhaps, they would never be seen again. Such a blow is really too heavy for a man.
Su Zhetuo's ability to accept it like this obviously took more perseverance and courage than many people.
"Where is she?" He stopped writing slightly, but suddenly asked, and then his fingers were still groping to sign the document.
Yu Wenchen looked at his face and understood who he was, "Miss Gong has been discharged from the hospital, and no one knows where she went, not even her parents. Maybe she is afraid of taking responsibility?" She said
She left completely and didn't miss the old feelings at all. You know, everything Tuo has now is given by her, and she left as soon as she said she was fine. I have to say that such a woman is really selfish and cold-blooded.
pole.
On the contrary, another woman really makes people feel pity for her. What a good woman, putting aside all the grudges in the past, she can take care of a man who hurt her deeply. Are they too selfish?
Yes, they are forcing her.
However, they have no way to choose. Obviously, although Tuo doesn't know who is taking care of him every day, his mood is indeed much better than before. After two years of husband and wife, such a tacit understanding is like no other.
People can be compared. After all, they were the two closest people in the world. They shared their lives for two years, more than 700 days. It's just a pity that Tuozhen hurt a good woman.
After taking back the documents, Yu Wenchen sat next to him. The two men looked at each other in silence. Finally, Yu Wenchen sighed and put his hand on his shoulder.
"Tuo," he would call him by his name only in private.
"Well, tell me," Su Zhetuo folded his hands together and raised his eyes. Perhaps, he knew what he was going to say.
"Tuo, although the success rate of that operation is very low, I hope you can try it. After all, there is a glimmer of hope, so we can't give up." He put his hand slightly harder on Su Zhetuo's shoulder. The doctor had passed
After a long discussion, as long as he is willing to undergo surgery, then he has a chance to see his eyes. However, the success rate of the surgery is really low. If it fails this time, then he will never see again.
Any chance.
This is a bet, and the chips are his eyes. He is only twenty-eight years old. If he loses his bright life like this, it will be so cruel to him.
However, if they don't gamble, they really have no chance at all.
After weighing the balance, this seemed to be the only way. As for his leg, it was not as serious as they imagined. He just needed to undergo a long period of re-keying and physical therapy before he could stand up. Of course, the process was not
Most people can bear it. And he knew very well that Su Zhetuo was not a man who was afraid of pain and suffering, but why, he still insisted on giving up treatment. There was some thought on his face, but he didn't say anything else and settled.
Holding the documents in his hands, he stood up. This matter cannot be done in a hurry. It seems that they still need to work hard.
"Tuo, I'm leaving first. I'll ask the little nurse to come and take care of you later." And the little nurse he mentioned was Xiang Qinglan,
Su Zhetuo didn't speak. He turned around in all directions of the room that the wheelchair was already familiar with, and fumbled open the curtains. The light made his eye muscles tighten slightly, but he could only see one piece.
dark.
After a while, the door opened again from the outside, and the corners of his lips that had been tense relaxed slightly at this time, and there was even a faint smile, which melted his slightly icy face.
.
"Are you here?" His voice seemed to be filled with calmness and relaxation, and there was a faint fragrance of mint in the air. This was his favorite mint tea, which could be used to reduce the heat, which was perfect for him.
Xiang Qinglan put the cup in his hand, and the warm embrace made his fingers warm a lot.