Boss, please let me go

Chapter 185 Rice Congee
It was only when they were about to leave that they realized that Su Mo had been guarding outside the ward, in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

He Qun walked over, "Go back and have a rest."

After a while, I saw her shaking her head, her chapped lips moved, and traces of blood ooze out immediately, making her whole face even paler.

"I'm not tired." Her voice was already hoarse.

"Actually, you don't have to do this." He Qun said, "If it wasn't him who received the call, but me, I would have saved you too."

"Your body is yours. No matter how much you spoil it, no one else will feel sorry for you. You should think about it yourself." He Qun knew that he couldn't persuade her, so after saying this, he went out with Sun Miaomiao and the others.

Su Mo bit his lower lip tightly, but his heart was stirred up by He Qun's words. If it was him at that time, would he have gone to save her?
So what about Tang Youyang, if it was any woman at that time, would he have saved it?

She knew she shouldn't have thought like this long ago, and she wasn't qualified, but she still couldn't help it.

After Sun Miaomiao got home, she took a nap first, then got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. On the clean marble countertop, two cute cartoon cups, one red and one blue, were leaning against each other. She was startled, and a tear fell so unexpectedly .

She hurriedly raised her hand to wipe it off, but she only felt that the more she wiped it, the more violent it became, and the tears raged on her face as if a dam had been broken.

While she was waiting for him expectantly at home, he was going through life and death for another woman.

She remembered what she said that night, she only allowed him to abandon her twice, so when he resolutely walked towards Su Mo, did he remember her words?
Did he ever think that she would be very sad if he died.

Tang Youyang, what should I do?
After crying, Sun Miaomiao washed her face, then went into the kitchen, cooked two dishes she liked, and served them on the table. After thinking about it, she boiled another millet porridge and put it in a thermos.

She is Sun Miaomiao, she will not blame others, she will not give up on herself, no matter how sad she is, she must take good care of herself, and life must go on.

After simply filling her stomach, she changed her clothes, took a thermos bucket, took a taxi at the gate of the community, and set off for the hospital.

When he walked to the door of the intensive care unit, Su Mo was still sitting there in a daze, motionless, like a wooden man.

She went straight over and handed the thermos to her.

Sensing someone in front of him, Su Mo raised his head in a daze, and when he saw the thermos she handed over, a trace of surprise finally flashed across his empty eyes.

"Thank you..." Her lips were murmured, and it took her a while to say thank you.

"You are also a patient and need supplementary nutrition." Sun Miaomiao paused before continuing: "I don't think he would want to see you like this when he wakes up."

Considering that both of her hands were broken, Sun Miaomiao directly opened the thermos, poured it into a bowl, then took out the straw prepared in advance, sat down on the bench beside her, held the bowl in one hand and stretched it out to her. in front of.

Su Mo was stunned for a moment, but still held the straw in her mouth, and the warm, fragrant and soft millet porridge entered her stomach, causing a stream of heat to flow slowly through her body and heart.

This was the first time since she grew up that she felt the kindness in human nature, her nose was sour, and she almost shed tears.

She never thought that the person who brought her great warmth and touch would be Sun Miaomiao.

Since she had been hungry all night, the porridge soon bottomed out, so Sun Miaomiao put the bowl back into the thermos before sitting down beside her again.

"Thank you..." Su Mo kept thanking him repeatedly.

Sun Miaomiao smiled, and teased herself: "Don't thank me so much, maybe I'm here to poison you to death?"

"Why do you treat me so well?" Su Mo finally asked the question in his heart.

"It's his business that he likes you, and it's my business that I like him. The two have nothing to do with each other," Sun Miaomiao said.

"But without me..."

"If he doesn't like Sun Miaomiao, even if there is no Su Mo, he will like other girls." Sun Miaomiao interrupted her, "I don't mean anything to you, I just think life is not easy, we don't need to embarrass each other .”

"Furthermore, if I treat you as an imaginary enemy because you were better than me, and crowd out you everywhere, like a crazy woman suffering from persecution paranoia, then Tang Youyang deserves not to like me."

"Love is not the whole of life. Even if you lose love, you can't lose your self-esteem and elegance."

"You deserve to be liked by him." Su Mo said.

Sun Miaomiao smiled and changed the topic, "Your hands are not convenient, you should find a escort?"

"He Qun has already made arrangements." Su Mo replied.

The two chatted for a while, only to see Tang Yaya and Ke Yanshang coming together, and behind them was a middle-aged man and woman.

The man was dressed in an iron-gray suit, tall and handsome, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His dark eyes revealed a sense of wisdom and indifference, and he looked elegant and friendly.

And that woman was well maintained, with delicate light makeup on her plain face, her black hair simply tied behind her head, wearing a dark woolen coat, and her gestures and gestures had the charm of a mature woman.

When they got closer, Sun Miaomiao saw that the middle-aged man was Tang Youyang 20 years later.

"Su Mo, sister-in-law, good afternoon!" Tang Yaya greeted them with a smile, but they were very close.

And Sun Miaomiao could guess who these two were with her toes, they must be the father and mother that Tang Yaya often mentioned.

Hearing that she openly called sister-in-law in front of the Tang family's parents, Sun Miaomiao's face suddenly turned red, and she stole an angry glance at her.

But I saw Tang Youyang smiling very foxy, pulled Sun Miaomiao over affectionately, and said to Tang's father and mother, "Dad, Mom, this is what I often tell you, the girlfriend Tang Youyang secretly handed over is also me colleague, Sun Miaomiao."

"Hello, uncle and aunt." Sun Miaomiao greeted obediently.

Tang's father nodded to her, and Tang's mother looked her up and down before saying: "Miaomiao, right? I often hear Yaya talk about you!"

Sun Miaomiao smiled and said nothing.

At this time, Tang's father and Tang's mother's eyes had turned to Su Mo, and Tang Yaya looked at Su Mo, not knowing how to introduce him.

Su Mo spoke by himself, "Uncle and aunt. My name is Su Mo, and I'm Tang Youyang's friend."

"Ah, hello, hello." Mother Tang nodded, but she always felt as if she had heard the name somewhere.

After exchanging pleasantries, Tang Yaya took her parents who rushed over to the intensive care unit to see Tang Youyang who was still in a coma. Through the transparent glass window, he fell asleep peacefully. Due to excessive blood loss, his complexion was very pale , the whole person looks very weak.

And Su Mo knew that he was an outsider, so he didn't make fun of himself, so he made an excuse to say that he was tired and went back to his ward.

　[Don't think Miaomiao is stupid, I think she is a very smart woman who has her own set of values ​​when measuring everything]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)