Chapter 1683

I was taken by Liang Ge to the villa where we lived before. I suddenly felt depressed and had no interest in everything.

Liang Ge sent me back to my room, which I had lived in before.

He kindly helped me lie down and brought me a glass of water.

The water is warm. He said, "I'll let them cook some porridge. You can rest early after drinking."

"Don't treat me like a patient." I said coldly and ungratefully, "I'm not terminally ill. The one who is only breathing in the hospital now is my father, not me sang Yu."

"When are you going to be tough?"

"The moment I die, but I guess it's not necessarily. Isn't there a word that the dead duck is hard to talk back?"

Liang Ge stood in front of me and looked at me for a moment, then he turned and went out.

I fell on my back on the bed. Before long, my aunt in the villa sent me porridge.

I have a dog nose. I know it's Yao Zhu porridge without looking at it.

My aunt said to me, "Miss sang, have something to eat."

Her expression was compassionate, as if I had been badly hurt.

I looked at my aunt: "I don't want porridge. I want to eat raw seafood with abalone and ginseng wings. I have a good appetite now. Give me ten foie gras and I can eat it."

Aunt looked at me in a daze. At this time, Liang Ge came in and said to aunt, "ignore her and go out."

He took the bowl from his aunt and sat by my bed.

With a spoon in his hand, he handed the bowl to me: "eat some. You really don't look like a person who can't eat when you're in a bad mood."

"Who said I was in a bad mood?" I denied it. I was in a great mood. Then feed me. "

I thought Liang Ge wouldn't, but I didn't expect that he actually scooped a spoonful and put it to my mouth. The glittering and translucent rice grains, large scallions and green scallions should have a good appetite.

But I didn't open my mouth, don't look over my head and said faintly, "suddenly I don't want to eat."

Liang Ge wanted to say something to me when the phone rang.

Liang Ge looked at it and immediately went to the door to pick it up. I don't have to guess. Nine times out of ten, it's either Chiang Su Su or my second brother.

He went to the corridor outside the door to make a phone call. I heard him ask the people on the phone in a very low voice: "how's the situation now? It's very dangerous, isn't it? Do you need sang Yu to rush there right now? OK, I'll wait for your call."

Liang Ge walked in after calling and stood by my bed. Obviously, he had something to say, but he didn't know what to say.

In that case, I'll answer for him. I said, "my father is very dangerous. He may swallow his breath at any time."

Liang Ge nodded to me slowly and carefully. I don't think he has to, because I shouldn't have the reaction he imagined.

I faintly snorted, "Oh."

Liang Ge frowned: "what's your reaction?"

"It's the reaction of knowing that the people I hate for so many years are finally dying. By the way, would you like someone to help me buy firecrackers and fireworks? I want two kicks for firecrackers. What about the loud fireworks? How big are they?"

Liang Ge looked at me patiently: "Sang Yu, do you have to talk like this?"

"Not only do I say that, but I still think so. Maybe you don't know me enough. I sang Yu is such a happy person. Just tell my second brother that I won't go even if he dies."

Liang Ge is standing in front of my bed. I'm not sure if his eyes are full of anger. A rebellious daughter like me should be very rare in her cognition.

Just as Liang Ge looked at me patiently, his phone rang again.

I'll just sleep. It's none of my business anyway.

This time Liang Ge answered it in front of me. Obviously, the information on the phone stunned him. Then I heard his dull voice across the quilt.

"Sang Yu, go to the hospital with me."

"No," I said to him across the quilt, and he started to lift my quilt.

"Sang Yu, go to the hospital with me."

"I said no." I was very angry: "why do you care about me? You're not me? You really think of yourself as a Bodhisattva for all sentient beings. You don't have to worry about my affairs. Get out of here."

"Sang Yu!" he forced open my quilt. I looked at him. I was not afraid of him. Anyway, he wouldn't hit me.

Of course he won't hit me, because he is a gentleman. He just pinched my arm and said to me word by word: "Sang Yu, you must go to the hospital with me, because your father has just died."

Liang Ge should be speaking Chinese, but I always react quickly. Why can't I react suddenly?

So I asked him inexplicably, "didn't you say he was still alive just now?"

"Just died, now go to the hospital with me immediately." he said, and he was going to pull me.

No, no, no, the authenticity of this matter remains to be studied.

I pushed his outstretched hand: "you lied to me. How could dad die? When did he become so fragile? He died after arguing with me?"

"His brain was bleeding. When he was sent to the hospital, he was already very dangerous. He just died of ineffective rescue. Sang Yu, go to the hospital with me."

Liang Ge came and took my hand. I put my hand behind my back.

My mind is in a mess at the moment. I've never been in such a mess before.

My first reaction was that Liang Ge was lying. He just wanted to trick me into going to the hospital.

I said, "I won't go."

"Will I use this kind of thing to joke with you? He will be sent to the funeral home soon. You won't even see him for the last time."

"I saw him. He was still very loud when we quarreled in the hospital just now and at night." I played it down.

I looked indifferent and finally angered Liang Ge. He dragged me out of bed, picked me up and walked out of the door without saying a word.

I was carried to the hospital by Liang Ge. I struggled and roared with him all the way.

But he ignored me. We're downstairs. I saw several people carrying a flat iron box coming out of the gate of the hospital, followed by my second brother and them.

Even if the night was so dark, I saw the sadness on their faces.

Liang Ge stopped and put me down. Then I saw that my little mother was held by her sister-in-law, staggered out of the gate of the hospital, and then fell to the ground crying.

Oh, I see. It turned out that my father was in the flat iron box just now. He really died.

At this moment, my mood is particularly calm. Of course, I never expected what kind of reaction I would have when my father died. He is really dead today. At the moment, his people are packed in this small box, and I don't think there's anything wrong.