Lieutenant, stand at attention and rest!

Yao Zhiyuan's ward has been isolated separately, and the glass above the door has a sign of a temporary ICU.

The door was ajar, and opened with a light push.This is a high-grade ward with an elegant environment. There is a partition at the entrance to cover the furnishings inside.After Zhu Caiying sent Yao Xiaojing in, she didn't continue to walk in. She patted the shoulder of the girl who had become silent since she learned of her father's condition, pressed slightly harder, let go, and stepped back to leave.

No human voice can be heard in the room, but the beeping of the monitor can be heard from time to time, which makes people's heart beat faster and nervous.

Standing behind the screen, she took a breath before stepping gently into the ward.

The house is neat and clean. .

On Xiangyang's multifunctional hospital bed, lay her seriously ill father.The noise she made didn't wake him up from his sleep, he was still asleep with a drip on the back of his hand.

He lay quietly on the bed, his face was pale and haggard, his thick black eyebrows were tightly frowned, as if he was having some terrible nightmare in his sleep. .Time has carved many marks on his face, and his closed eyes have covered his confident and wise light. Lying in front of Yao Xiaojing is only an old man who is approaching his twilight years, suffering from illness.

In fact, in the past few years, because of changes in the family, she has never looked at him carefully.To stare recklessly like today is an extravagant wish that she can't even imagine.

Blood is thicker than water, close relatives.No one in this world may not love us, but the ones who love us the most must be our parents and family members.

The soft light shone on Yao Zhiyuan's face.

He looked much older, and the dark sideburns that were always standing upright in memory had turned gray. She gently stroked his white hair on the sideburns with her fingers, her frowning eyebrows, her high nose bridge and her slightly pursed lips. lips.Finally fingers landed on his bronzed palm.

This hand used to be able to lift her young and mischievous self without any effort. This hand also carried her through the grassy summer night, leaving an eternal memory of the years.

At that time, she was so happy.A complete family, a heroic father and a gentle mother, she is the most proud and arrogant child king in the compound.

Every day when she was crazy to the extreme, she would step on the biggest stone platform in the yard and demonstrate to her subordinates: I am Yao Zhiyuan's daughter!I am the best!

No one dared to argue, because no one in a fight could compare to her desperate energy.

At that time, it was Dad who she yelled the most. .dad. . .

At that time, she was Yao Xiaojing who owned the whole world. .

Tears were running down her cheeks at some point, and when she realized that the tears were falling on the back of the bronze hand in her hand, she suddenly jumped back in shock.

What is she doing, crying uselessly?

Just as she was about to reach out to wipe away her tears, she suddenly heard a low and hoarse call: "Xiaojing..."

Xiaojing. . .

Yao Xiaojing turned her back, tears burst into tears.

She didn't want Yao Zhiyuan to see her sad and distressed. It was her daughter's responsibility to visit him. He was sick and she was his daughter.

"Xiaojing...why are you here! Who told you that!" The voice behind her raised, revealing a deep sense of surprise and a trace of imperceptible tension.

After waiting for a while, Yao Xiaojing stopped the tears that were pouring out.She lowered her eyes and turned around, trying to keep her tone as calm as possible and said, "Don't worry about your own business, and pay more attention to your body!"

With a lukewarm tone, his father, under normal circumstances, would have already been furious.

But Yao Zhiyuan grinned happily, showing the happiest smile after being hospitalized.

"Father is fine... Dad saw Xiao Jing, he was gone from any illness..."

Yao Xiaojing quickly raised her eyes to look at him, and said angrily: "Okay, don't get so upset. Tell me it's a stomach problem...a stomach problem...but why is there a problem with the lungs! And you here... I heard from Aunt Zhu that there have been strikes many times! What do you mean... you don’t want me to stay in Changsha safely, do you?” Thinking of Zhu Caiying briefly mentioning several extremely thrilling rescue processes to her, her The eye sockets couldn't help turning red again.

Yao Zhiyuan grinned even wider, patted the place in front of the bed and said, "Look at what you said! Dad misses you... But I was afraid that you would not come back, so I used the way of getting sick to scare you, to test and test The sincerity of my daughter...Scared...It really is my daughter who cares about me! Come, sit next to Dad...let me take a good look at my daughter!" He gasped, moving his limp body to hold on up against the pillow.

Yao Xiaojing glanced at him fiercely, but still obeyed his words, sat on the edge of the bed he had vacated, and helped him shake the bed frame.

"Look...look! Much stronger than you!" Like when she was a child, she faced her loving father and pulled up her hair and bangs for Yao Zhiyuan to see.

Yao Zhiyuan looked left and right, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't feel enough.He felt that his daughter seemed to be much thinner than during the exercise, so he couldn't help frowning and asked, "How much does she weigh now?"

Yao Xiaojing looked away for a moment, and said according to the weight during the physical examination: "49 kg."

"It's not like! Come on, let Dad's big hand weigh you." He stretched out his solid and powerful arms, trying to measure the standard weight with the game method he played with his daughter when he was young. .

Yao Xiaojing reached out and patted his big palm vigorously, and said angrily, "How old do you think I am...weighing myself! I think you should weigh yourself first."

"Haha..." Yao Zhiyuan laughed heartily, holding his daughter's hand in his palm, and said in a very gratified tone: "Xiaojing...it's great to have you by my father's side!"

After hearing his words, Yao Xiaojing felt a sore nose and wanted to cry again.She responded vaguely, tilting her head and pretending to look at an inconspicuous corner.

Seeing the deep sadness in her eyes, Yao Zhiyuan also felt a pain in his heart, not because of his illness, but because of his Xiaojing and his beloved wife Chi Yuyan's future life, he felt uneasy and peaceful. perturbed.