Let Me Die

Before he left, Mr. Zhan didn't give up and asked again.

"Who do you really have no idea about"

his grandson knows that if it is only for the sake of the company, it is impossible to refuse any interests. Roche's investment is clearly stated in the contract, and the project is beneficial to Roche.

Zhan Beiting looks at his grandfather. In fact, he can't say clearly. He just thinks he should do this.

"Good, good, you don't say grandfather, I don't ask, as long as you don't regret, grandfather has nothing to say, tired, go back first, you stinky boy in the hospital to have a good rest, raise well, go back to the company early, a lot of things waiting for you to do!"

Looking at my grandfather walking away from you, lying in the hospital bed, Luo Feifei's face flashed in my mind, and I was still a little cute.

What's wrong with him? What does he want her to do? It is because of interests that we are together. How can we have feelings?

Luo family

"madam, the soup has been cooked. Do you want to send it now?"

Mother Luo looked at the time, but she didn't want to send it now. Later, she estimated that the child would wake up.

The soup was put into two heat preservation barrels, and the housekeeper took mother Luo to the hospital.

Came to Luo Feifei's ward door, Luo Jianhua heard the knock and looked in the direction of the door.

"Why did you come?"

Luo's mother didn't take a good look at Luo Jianhua. This is also her daughter. How could she not come and have a look? Really.

"This is the soup I made for my daughter. When Feifei wakes up, I remember to ask her to have some. I don't know when I can make it up after such a big operation!"

It's heartache to see Luo Feifei. It's all this disease. Feifei has lost several laps. Can she be a mother?

"Well, well. My daughter, it's all right. Don't be sad. Go and see the child. Feifei, I'll take care of you. It'll be OK. "

Luo's mother didn't stay much. Her children could watch whenever they wanted, but Zhan Beiting was different.

Every day, in addition to the nurse, she is an assistant. She doesn't even have a family member, let alone drink such a bucket of soup.

To the ward, Zhan Beiting is looking at the company's documents, his face is not too bad, but his blood color is not very good.

"You are still in hospital. What can you do when you are discharged from hospital? Your body is the capital of the revolution. You want to do something else before you get well. How can you do it? Come and have a taste of my soup. "

Luo's mother poured out some soup from the heat preservation barrel and put it in front of Zhan Beiting.

"This soup is boiled in the morning for more than five hours before it comes out of the pot. It should not be bad to smell. It's very nourishing. If you don't like it, you can do something else tomorrow.

This operation is different from other minor diseases. You should take good care of it. If you have anything to eat, just tell me, I'll do it for you.

I was really heard that from childhood to adulthood, almost all of them resisted by themselves. Even if they were sick, they would go to the hospital alone, take intravenous drip, and fight at home. After so many years, he has been used to it.

But after the operation, Luo's mother would take care of him every day, make food for him, massage him, and take good care of him.

Since all his parents left, he seldom said that he could feel the warmth of his family. His grandfather was old, so he needed more care.

What's more, he's so old. How could he be cared for by his grandfather?

"Drink it, chicken soup is still hot to drink, your body is good, but after this operation, it will take some time to recover."

Tang Teng has been with his family for hundreds of years, but he has been taken care of by his family? did not.

If mother Luo doesn't take care of him, he will be the most pitiful person.

"Good."

Drink a mouthful of chicken soup, very warm, warm to the heart, looking at mother Luo is like seeing his mother, some inexplicable intimacy.

"What's wrong with you boy? Is this soup not to your taste? Don't drink if it's not good. I'll give you something else tomorrow. It's OK. Don't be so sad. "

Luo's mother looked at Zhan Beiting, who was about to cry. She was worried. Could it be that she had no idea when she made the soup. If it was put too much or too little, it would not taste good.

"No, it's delicious. It's really delicious."

Zhan Beiting was afraid that Luo's mother would take away the bowl, and he kept on sending it to his mouth.

"If it's good, you can drink more and bring you a lot. If you don't have enough, I'll make it for you tomorrow. If it wasn't for you, Feifei didn't know what to do?

If you drink Feifei, you are just a child. If anything happens to you, the adults will feel bad. If you have anything to do, please remember to drink. The old man must have experienced more things than you. Naturally, he will give you some suggestions and avoid detours. "Zhan Beiting knows this, but his grandfather doesn't consider his feelings every time, just for the sake of the company. Whatever it is, he always takes the interests of the company first.

As for his feelings, it doesn't matter. He's just a tool or a program that controls the company's operations.

"OK, I see. By the way, auntie, how's Feifei? If the operation is successful, Feifei should have no problem

Luo's mother's face finally showed a smile, yes, Feifei had nothing to do after this operation, as long as the later reply is OK, Feifei can live like a normal person.

"Well, she's very good. Her father stays over there to take care of her. The child is strong enough. I'm distressed to see it. Chemotherapy is not for talking."

Zhan Beiting also knew Luo Feifei's suffering, but there was no way for others to replace those things.

"It's OK. It's ok if it's OK. Auntie, don't be sad. After this time, Feifei will surely be smooth."

I hope, who can say this kind of thing clearly, life and death have a life and fortune in heaven.

"Well, you can have a rest early after drinking. Don't always read the documents. The studio can never finish it. It's better to wait for the rest to deal with it. The effect is much better than before."

Mother Luo used to be a manager of the company, but later Feifei stopped going to the company and concentrated on taking care of her two children at home.

"I will. You don't have to come and take care of me every day. I can take care of myself, but I don't have to be so troublesome."

Although that's what he said, mother Luo still brought soup to watch him on time every day, in order to let him have a good rest and don't always think about cooperation.

It's a certainty. What else can I think of?