Finally, Su Wantong and Su Yujing left Southwest Hospital.
The bodyguard stood in the corridor, looking at each other, and could do nothing but sigh.
As night falls, Ling Wanxing slowly opens his eyes in front of the hospital bed.
The light on the top of his head made him squint uncomfortably, pursed his dry lips, and looked around subconsciously.
However, there is no Su Wan Tong in the empty ward.
Ling Wanxing wants to sit up, and the door just opens at this time.
He followed the sound to see, but at the moment of seeing the bodyguard, full of disappointment, "Wan Tong?"
The bodyguard pursed his lips and came forward with difficulty. "Sir, madam... If you have something to go first, she asked me to tell you. If you want to talk about xiaoqianjin, you can call her!"
A simple word, almost let Ling Wanxing despair.
He looked at the ceiling sluggishly and didn't speak for a long time.
Is not even if he died, there is no way to let Wan Tong change his mind?
At that time in the hotel, the feeling of dying is still fresh in my memory.
He didn't think about anything, just wanted to tell her that the bunch of white roses was specially given to her.
When he opened his eyes, he instinctively looked for her.
Unfortunately, I underestimated the hardness of this woman.
Ling Wanxing closed his eyes and waved weakly to the bodyguard.
Seeing this, the bodyguard couldn't bear to put the light rice porridge on the bedside table, hesitated for a few seconds, and said: "Sir, actually... Madam, she didn't want to leave. At that time, Mr. Su Yujing also came to the hospital, and he took her by force."
Hearing this, Ling Wanxing opened his eyes, looked askance at the bodyguard, and muttered hoarsely: "but she still left..."
Bodyguard:
"Get out!"
Ling Wanxing closed her eyes again, haggard and lonely.
Clearly want to blame her, but such a mind just emerged, and was replaced by a kind of tolerance and understanding.
If Su Yujing wants her to leave, Wan Tong may not be able to refuse.
What's more, he knows very well that he has no good impression on the Su family.
only!
No matter what, she still wants to stay, which can be regarded as a kind of comfort.
The bodyguard didn't want to upset Ling Wanxing. Before he left, he told him not to be angry. He looked at the porridge on the table, shook his head and left the ward.
Sir, I'm not in the mood to eat now.
It seems that his wife's strength is needed to cheer him up.
……
The next day, it was bright.
In his sleep, Ling Wanxing felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him in front of his bed, and with the cool touch, it began to spread from his forehead.
Ling Wanxing frowned, opened his sour eyelids, turned his eyes and was stunned.
Dim ward, only a small night light emitting a hazy halo.
In front of the bed, a familiar figure was wiping his forehead with a towel in his hand.
Ling Wanxing blinked again and again, half pay just tentatively light call, "Wan Tong......"
Su Wan Tong wiped sweat for him and said, "did I wake you up?"
She received a phone call from the bodyguard, and learned that Ling Wanxing was in a bad state. She was too worried to sleep, so she followed the bodyguard to the hospital when it was light.
At this time, two people four eyes opposite, soon Su Wan Tong don't open eyes, put the towel on the table, "since you wake up, then I..."
"Wan Tong, don't go, accompany me, OK?"