My dear President, Please make a detour

"Sister yuan, in fact, Bo Yao called me. Mayor Cao is still in the rescue. Because I am allergic to food, this situation has a deep shadow, so I may have misunderstood you." finally, Shu Weiyi answered Wen Yuan honestly.

"I know I should comfort you and give you hope at this time. But now I decide to go to the South China Sea with you. The facts I may face are different from what we think, so I must tell you the truth so that you can be mentally prepared," Shu Weiyi continued.

Wen Yuan looked at Shu Weiyi in a daze. He was stiff in place and didn't say anything.

"I believe Mayor Cao will be fine." finally, Shu Weiyi looked at Wen Yuan firmly and said again.

Hearing these words, Wen Yuan didn't cry and collapse as before.

Instead, she calmed down.

"I see." Wen Yuan nodded. "Now, I just want to go to the South China Sea."

"OK." seeing Wen Yuan's insistence, Shu Weiyi stopped talking nonsense.

With these words, she turned around and arranged for a private plane.

One o'clock in the afternoon, Nanhai hospital.

When Cao Yifan's rescue room door opened, he saw the doctor in a white coat with a tired face. He wiped the sweat on his forehead and looked at the people embracing them.

"Doctor, how is he?" Bai Shaoqing asked nervously.

"We gave Mr. Cao gastric lavage. Although the situation was in crisis, everything was fine. He was fine," the doctor said with a smile.

Suddenly, Jian boyao and his party were relieved.

"Mr. Cao suffered a lot because of the late delivery. Now he needs to stay in the hospital to continue observation and can't go out." then the doctor said.

"But Mayor Cao has an important speech this afternoon." hearing the doctor's words, Bai Shaoqing's smile suddenly stopped.

Without waiting for the doctor to speak, Jian boyao spoke first: "doctor, can we go in and visit Mayor Cao now?"

The doctor nodded. "Yes, but don't talk to him too much. He needs a rest."

"Thank you," said Jane boyao.

Then Jian boyao walked towards the ward.

"Bo Yao, didn't you hear what the doctor said? What should we do now? How should we talk to Mayor Cao?" Bai Shaoqing suddenly grabbed Jian Bo Yao with a worried voice.

"Up to now, he's fine." Jian boyao said faintly.

"It's all right? Really? How much did we pay for this election? Mayor Cao also showed a lot. Can we just watch all this go away? Admit defeat directly to Luo Keyan and them?" Bai Shaoqing was very unwilling and his words were quite extreme.

Jian boyao's deep eyes narrowed in an instant. He ignored Bai Shaoqing and threw him away directly.

"Boyao! Think twice!" Bai Shaoqing looked at Jian boyao and advised him again.

Jian boyao continued to walk towards the ward, never stopping or looking back.

At this time, Cao Yifan's ward.

He lay quietly in bed with his eyes slightly open.

Looking at Jian boyao's appearance, Cao Yifan's dark eyes lit up slightly. He looked very weak. He stretched out his hand to Jian boyao and said in a low voice: "Bo Yao..."

As soon as Cao Yifan spoke, his voice was hoarse.

It seems that he has some difficulty even talking for the time being.

Jane boyao came forward, gently held his hand and said in a warm voice, "it's all right."

"It's too late. I'm going to the campaign site." Cao Yifan looked at Jian boyao eagerly and coughed.

"Your current physical condition is not suitable for going. You'd better stay here and rest." Jian boyao stopped Cao Yifan.

Cao Yifan shook his head: "no, I must go for the election. We have paid so much that we can't have problems at this juncture."

"Mayor Cao, I know you've tried your best. I don't blame you. For the sake of your body, forget it." Jian boyao looked at Cao Yifan with unbearable eyes.

Cao Yifan's attitude was particularly firm. He looked at Jian boyao with burning eyes and said word by word: "in any case, I will never give up at this time. Even if I die on the stage, I don't want to stay in the hospital like this. Please believe me, boyao."

Jian boyao frowned, and his handsome face was full of thoughts.

"But..." he hesitated.

"No, but I can!" before Jian boyao finished speaking, Cao Yifan resolutely interrupted him.

Jian boyao looked at Cao Yifan. In a few seconds, he finally made a decision: "OK!"

A man's word immediately made Cao Yifan's face happy.

"Let's go now." Cao Yifan got up from bed with difficulty.

Jian boyao hurried forward and helped him: "is it convenient for you to move? Let me find someone to change your clothes?"

"No, it's too late. We'll pass like this." Cao Yifan shook his head. At this time, it's time to race against time. He can't waste any more time.

Jian boyao looked at Cao Yifan who was so determined, and a look of admiration appeared on his face.

"OK, I'll push you." then Jian boyao fell down in a deep voice.

He and Cao Yifan accidentally bumped into each other's eyes. Suddenly, they looked at each other and smiled. Their faces showed a look of potential!

At 1:45 p.m., a large open-air stage in the center of Nanhai has already been crowded with people. Everyone is still looking forward to this presidential election.

Backstage, Luo Keyan was sitting there, and the makeup artist blew his hair.

He always keeps a faint smile on his face, giving people a feeling of complacency.

"Mayor Luo, as far as I know, Cao Yifan hasn't appeared yet." the assistant standing next to him said with a whisper of joy.

Luo Keyan suddenly closed his eyes, and the smile on the corners of his mouth became stronger.

"I'm afraid Cao Yifan can't come today." then, Luo Keyan's assistant dogleg said again.

"If Cao Yifan fails to participate in the campaign speech this time, he will automatically give up the campaign according to the rules. Sure enough, the position of Nandu is long, and finally belongs to mayor Luo." it has to be said that Luo Keyan's assistant's flattering skills are really first-class.

In a few words, Luo Keyan's face was full of irresistible joy. Perhaps after his election, the news of Cao Yifan's death came.

Cao Yifan should not die at this time. Maybe the gunfire of public opinion is accidentally hitting him.

As long as he misses the campaign.

And all the remaining glory and glory will belong to him!