I go north, you go south

Chapter 142
The next day is the final draft of the second issue of Shiyang Clothing. The first draft submitted on Monday will be consolidated to determine the final draft.

After all, it was the time when the design department was busy again.

Group A has achieved excellent results in the current Shiyang clothing market because of the design of the previous issue, so Nan Zishu and the others are going to be responsible for the main focus of this issue.

Nan Zishu was so busy running errands and revising manuscripts all morning that he couldn't even drink his saliva. When it was close to the lunch break, he had time to catch his breath.

Xu Huan looked at Nan Zishu, who was tired and paralyzed on the work station, and felt a little distressed: "Shu Shu, you are so tired, I will help you bring a lunch, so don't run away."

"Okay." Nanzi softly gestured "OK" to Xu Huan.

But at this moment, the sudden vibration of the phone disrupted Nan Zishu's plan to "lie down".

Nan Zishu frowned subconsciously when he saw the note on the call, and immediately answered, "Hello, Director Qian."

Not knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, Nan Zishu's breathing gradually became unsteady: "Okay, okay, I'll be there right away!"

At this time, Xu Huan could also see that something had happened, and quickly asked, "Shu Shu, what's the matter? It's the hospital."

I saw Nan Zishu standing up anxiously, grabbing the backpack at hand in a panic: "There may be something wrong with my mother, and I don't have time to ask for leave. Xiaohuan, please help me to ask for leave, and then work in the afternoon. "

Hearing Nan Zishu's incoherent tone, Xu Huan knew that this matter must be serious, so he agreed very cooperatively: "Go quickly, I am here."

In the panic, Nan Zishu didn't care about other things, but just gave Xu Huan a grateful look, and left the design department in a hurry.

Nan Zishu ran all the way downstairs to Shiyang, hailed a taxi and went straight to the hospital.

She looked at the top contact on the phone, hesitated for a long time, and finally pressed the screen to turn off.

Nan Zishu was worried that Ling Bei was busy, and he didn't want him to be flustered all day because of his own affairs.

When they arrived at the hospital, Nan Zishu went directly to the emergency room, and Liu Ying had already been pushed in for a while.

The anxiety of waiting outside the emergency room was far more difficult than during the previous surgery.

Up to now, Nan Zishu still doesn't know what happened to Liu Ying, why did she suddenly die?
Obviously, the recovery situation in the past two days was pretty good.

Nan Zishu paced back and forth outside the emergency room door by himself, his frown never loosened.The knuckles in her hands turned white, and her palms were covered with cold sweat.Without Ling Bei by her side, she seemed even more at a loss.

Under such circumstances, the time would become extremely long. Nan Zishu didn't know how long he walked back and forth before finally waiting for the door of the emergency room to open.

Director Qian was still the one who came out first.

It's just that this time he didn't take off the mask so easily.

Seeing Nan Zishu, Director Qian let out a heavy sigh, followed by the official reassurance that was numb to life and death: "We did our best, Zishu, please mourn."

After hearing this sentence, Nan Zishu first felt that the five senses of his body did not belong to him.

It was as if her brain had been struck by lightning, and she stood there in a daze for a long time without any response.

When she finally regained her consciousness and voice, she didn't accept what Director Qian said just now at all. She just took a step forward and grabbed the other person's sleeve: "Director Qian, how is my mother? She recovered well two days ago. Not bad, it shouldn't be a big problem, right?"

(End of this chapter)