Love you, never separate

Although he Qing's voice is weak, it has a strong determination. Dr. Wang knows he Qing. He Qing looks softer and easier to speak than anyone else. In fact, he is more stubborn than anyone else. What he is determined to do will never change.

He Qing some difficult into the intensive care unit, at a glance saw lying in bed grandma.

Grandma is lying peacefully on the bed, which is the face he Qing remembers. Her chest is very weak, just like the sleeping grandma He Qing sees when she comes. If you ignore the breathing tube inserted in her nose.

Granny's two hands hanging on her side were already dry, and there were also some senile spots. He Qing thought that it was these hands that led him through more than ten years of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

He took his arm out of Dr. Wang's hand, walked slowly to grandma's bed, and knelt on the ground beside the bed with a bang.

"He Qing, your leg..." Doctor Wang looked at He Qing kneeling on the ground. He was surprised. He stretched out his hand and wanted to help him. His hand hung in the air for a while, and then he took it back in silence.

He thought that he Qing and his grandmother still had a lot to say. Thinking about this, he quietly left the ward and looked at both sides of the corridor. The reporter had almost gone, and the corridor was quite bright.

He stood at the door for a while and looked inside through the window. He Qing was holding his grandmother's hand and saying something. He Qing turned his back to him. He could not see he Qing's expression, but read endless sadness from He Qing's back.

Maybe sadness is contagious. He was almost out of breath by this emotion. He stood in the same place for a long time, spitting out a long breath, reached out and subconsciously touched his white coat pocket, turned and walked to the smoking room.

He smokes, which is the standard for bad teenagers on campus. He used to think that smoking is cool, but now he is so big that he thinks that his previous idea is really naive, but he still can't quit.

Although I'm not addicted to cigarettes, I still take one from time to time, especially when I'm under great pressure at work, or when I feel depressed like now.

He Qing lies in front of grandma's bed, holding grandma's hand. I don't know when it will start. He has been covered with tears for a long time, he thought.

He held grandma's hand gently in his hand, pressed it on his cheek, and felt the temperature of grandma's hand.

"Grandma, I'm sorry." He said.

"Is your grandson so unfilial that he never tells you when he is in love?"

"Before, you always told me that you would marry a beautiful daughter-in-law to be filial to you. Now, are you very disappointed? Not only did your grandson not find you a daughter-in-law, but something like this happened... "

"Grandma, do you hate me? Don't you want to see me? Are you disappointed in me? "

"Get up, will you? Get up, look at me, beat me and scold me. I can accept it. Can you ignore me?"

He Qing doesn't know if grandma can hear it now. He says it on his own. He doesn't need any response. He just wants to say what he wants to say to grandma. He doesn't say it at this time, and he can't say it any more.

He held his grandmother's hand in both hands and gently touched her lips. He said that he choked and his tears covered his face. He licked his lips and thought that the tears were bitter this time.

"Grandma, could you slow down? Wait for me, wait for me to come down to see you? " He can't live long. Maybe he can catch up with his grandmother on the way. If he can, he wants to be her grandson in his next life.

After he Qing finished, he laughed at himself, "I don't know if you want to see me again..."

"Before I made a mistake, you always taught me a strict lesson. At that time, I was not sensible and talked back to you. I was often so angry that you couldn't say anything. Now, I'm too young. If I do it again, I'll listen to your scolding."

"I couldn't express my emotions at that time. I didn't dare to speak outside. I didn't say a word even when I was bullied. It was you who saw something wrong and took me to school to find their theory." At this point, he Qing suddenly smile, "although the effect is not big, but at that time I still think, wow, grandma is very powerful, grandma is my patron saint."

"Grandma, you are superman in my heart. When I was a child, I thought there was nothing you couldn't do. You would cook for me, knit sweaters for me, and make clothes for me. In the past, my family was poor. You even sewed my shoes, and you would teach me to do my homework."

"At that time, you were busy with your work, but you still took the time to go out with me. When my parents left early, you shouldered the whole family by yourself. You shouldered so much on your own when you were supposed to depend on your children's age."

"I haven't had any sense of security since I was a child. Do you remember? Last time you went on a business trip for a week and didn't go home, I thought you didn't want me. After you came back, you were angry with you for a long time. Now, it was really stupid at that time. "

"My grandmother gave me the illusion that she was so powerful that she made a big difference for me. Now I think that you were just a thin, ordinary woman at that time, and you also need to be cared for."

"At that time, there was a grandfather Zhang in the street next door. He was very close to you. You liked him very much. Originally, I wanted to make do with him, but I didn't know what to do, so I had to tear him down."

"Grandma, I've done so many wrong things. Can't you get up and scold me? If you don't get rid of your anger, you can beat me. Don't open your eyes. I'm afraid. If you leave now, I'll be left with only one person. "

"Can't you... Wait for me any longer?"

He Qing slowly buried his head in the bedclothes on the hospital bed. His shoulders trembled and sobbed one after another. With the sound of the instrument, he Qing reverberated in the ward.

Zhou Li sat at his desk, frowning and looking at the documents in his hand. He has never closed his eyes since he Qing hung up his video phone. He has not even moved his place.

Lin Xu went back to work the next day. He still had gauze on his face and bruises on his face. He didn't know how the accident happened. All the injuries were on his face, and he didn't care much.

After a meeting, Lin Xu knocked on the door of Zhou Li's office, got Zhou Li's permission, then pushed the door in and said, "Mr. Zhou, it's time for the meeting." There are still wounds in the corner of his mouth, and his speech is not clear.

Zhou Li nodded, picked up the papers on the table, asked Lin Xu to push him to the meeting room, "pay attention to the wound on your face."

Lin Xu nodded gently, "OK, thank you, Mr. Zhou."