Chapter 733

Without saying a word, he looked at me with anger and anger in his eyes.

I knew I owed him and didn't look up at him.

Qiao Dongcheng moved forward and stood in front of me. The elevator stopped on the fifth floor, cardiology department. Several people went out, but the elevator door was still pressed.

Ji Xiaobei still stood where he was, and the people outside whispered, "Ji Shao."

Looking up at him, his mouth was still cold, his face was black and a little thin.

Qiao Dongcheng's phone rang now. He picked it up and said, "Mom, Chihiro and I are on the fifth floor. Chihiro asked the servant to make some soup and bring it to his father."

After only a few words, he hung up the phone. He reached over and gently rubbed my hair and said gently, "mom is worried about you. No one answered your cell phone."

"Still in the room, I forgot to bring it out," I said softly.

I always feel a little uncomfortable to say a word or a word.

Ji Xiaobei has been watching. There are only three of us plus a guide nurse in the elevator.

He took my hand and was very close in front of Ji Xiaobei.

I took a breath, then looked up and smiled at Qiao Dongcheng: "why don't we go up the stairs? How many floors are there?"

"The thirteenth floor," said the nurse.

I smiled: "it doesn't matter, Qiao Dongcheng. He was born in the army. I can't walk anymore. Let him take me and carry me on his back."

Ji Xiaobei went out this meeting, but he kicked the elevator door hard. When he went out, he shouted to the inside: "moqianxun, you come out."

If it had been before, I would have gone out to see what he wanted to do.

Now he didn't want to say anything. He poked Qiao Dongcheng's waist. He reached out and pressed the door closing key. The elevator door closed slowly, and his gloomy face could not be seen.

Qiao Dongcheng said lightly, "it doesn't matter. It will pass."

But I hope so. I smiled at him: "here, when I see Qiao Shibo, cheer up and don't let him worry."

The results of the inspection were not very optimistic. In front of Qiao Shibo, Qiao Shibo's mother didn't say anything, and Qiao Shibo's spirit was also good. Looking at me and Qiao Dongcheng, we were relieved: "now we can see that you two are concentric. I don't know how happy we are."

"Qiao Shibo wants to have a good rest. He asked the nurse about the soup and said he could drink more."

"Good, good." he was very happy, patted my hand and said, "Chihiro, don't worry."

"Yes."

"Go back and do whatever you should."

"Yes, Joe."

"At any time, as long as our family is one heart, nothing is a matter."

These words made me feel very sour. At the end of our family, people were scattered.

When it was time to rest, aunt Qiao sent us out. Tears couldn't help sliding down. Qiao Dongcheng bowed his head and gently patted her on the shoulder: "Mom, it's okay, it's okay, and I'm here. Don't think about the bad."

"Your father's body is in the advanced stage of cancer." she opened her mouth and dared not cry. She sobbed: "I'm hiding it from your father and dare not tell him."

"Mom." Qiao Dongcheng was also sad.

I don't know how to comfort, but I'm very sad.

In the past, Qiao Shibo really spoiled me. I had one of the things he bought for Qiao Dongcheng abroad. My mother didn't allow me to eat snacks at home, but when he arrived at Qiao's house, he asked people to buy me a lot of snacks.

After Dad's accident, he was the only one who helped me and my mother and came to see us.

With one hand over his mouth, tears slipped down quietly.

"OK, let's make an appointment. Anyway, we should let dad know that we are very happy, okay?" Qiao Dongcheng held back his sadness and took my hand: "Chihiro, do you think so?"

"OK." the sound of sobbing came from my mouth like a cat crying.

He touched my hair: "Mom, Chihiro, Dad's physical condition is like this. We can't change it, but we should make dad happier."

No amount of sadness can change Qiao Shibo's situation.

Qiao Dongcheng is right. We should make his last days happier.

There are many things I regret. I don't want to regret any more. In my father's darkest time, I still resented him and regarded him as an enemy. When my mother was leaving, I couldn't even make her something I like to eat.

"Mom, you stay here to take care of your father. There are Chihiro and me at home. You don't have to worry. No matter what happens, there is me."

At this moment, Qiao Dongcheng seemed to wear off all his pride and was so calm and reassuring.

Joe's mother cried and nodded, "Oh."

"Mom, go to the house next to Soshi and have a rest. Don't be too sad. If you fall, dad will worry."

She nodded vigorously and followed the nurse to have a rest with tearful eyes.

A lot of heartache, hair trigger.

Qiao Dongcheng took me downstairs and walked all the way to the parking lot. He said, "Chihiro, don't cry. Your body can't bear too much sadness."

He picked up my face and wiped my tears with a paper towel: "my eyes are crying red. Chihiro doesn't cry anymore. If you want to open up a little, people always have life and death. Well, don't cry. I'll feel heartache if you cry again."

If you are familiar with true and false, you don't have the mind to argue between true and false now.

A car came up in front of us and stopped. The driving light shone on us.

Ji Xiaobei sat in the car and looked at us coldly and angrily.

Qiao Dongcheng said unhappily, "Ji Xiaobei, don't go too far."

"Moqianxun, get in the car and I'll talk to you."

"Ji Xiaobei, you keep pestering my fiancee like this. What do you mean?"

"Fiancee?" he smiled coldly: "fiancee is not a wife. Moqianxun is still free in law."

What else does Qiao Dongcheng have to say? There is a cold killing gas between them. I hugged Qiao Dongcheng's arm: "Dongcheng, don't say it, let's go."

He pulled him to the side of the car. He got in and drove out. Ji Xiaobei's car was following in the reversing mirror, very close, as if it was going to hit.

The green veins on the back of Qiao Dongcheng's hand appeared, and he was also angry.

I took out his cell phone and pressed a phone.

"Ji Xiaobei, don't follow us anymore."

"You get out of the car. I have something to tell you."

"I don't want to talk to you, Ji Xiaobei. You're so bored. Qiao Dongcheng and I are getting married. I don't want to entangle some other things. I also think there's nothing to talk about between us. I know. I owe you a sorry and a thank you. Sorry, Ji Xiaobei, thank you, master Ji."

After hanging up the phone for a while, Ji Xiaobei's car stopped and stabbed at the center of the avenue. He was farther and farther away from him, and his discomfort became stronger and stronger.