Being His Little Fox

This is a way, a hope to save Tang Si.

There was a glimmer of hope in Song Yi's heart, and it was fleeting.

Fu Jingsheng is a genius doctor of T organization.

His relationship with T organization should be broken now because he let her on the cruise ship.

If Fu Jingsheng were to rescue Tang Si, Fu Jingsheng might come and would not refuse.

Fu Jingsheng's admiration and love for Tang Si is not in words, but in actions.

But as a people’s policeman, will Tang Si accept assistance from a criminal organization?

The answer is obviously no...

"What's wrong?" Bo Shiyan asked Song Yi with a bad expression.

"If you are worried about his body..." Bo Shiyan paused slightly: "It's not good to say, but you should really worry about it, because he is really sick."

"However, this matter is not something you can solve directly if you worry about it."

"So, you should learn to slow down your own mood." Bo Shiyan said: "You have to know that there is still one in your stomach, and your emotions really can't be subject to too much ups and downs."

Song Yi nodded slightly: "Thank you, I know."

"Now I can go up and see him?"

Bo Shiyan pressed his lips slightly: "It's better not to go."

"Now he needs a quiet and resting environment. In fact, there is a part of pride in his bones, and he doesn't want you to see his embarrassed side."

"I have seen it or not." Song Yi: "His first reaction was to go home, not to go elsewhere."

Bo Shiyan: "Yes, maybe home is where he subconsciously wants to go."

"But you'd better go up one or two hours apart, because his thoughts are very weak now, and he needs to be alone without noise."

"I see." Song Yi: "Excuse me, please come here this evening."

"No trouble." Bo Shiyan pushed his glasses slightly: "I'm also afraid that he is dead, so I came."

Song Yi: "I know you are no longer the relationship between doctors and patients."

After so many years of contact between them, they should have been used to it a long time ago. They should be friends.

Bo Shiyan stood up at this moment and shook his head slightly and said, "You are wrong, he is dead, no one will make money for me."

"For so many years, he can be regarded as my major customer. If he dies, my income will be much lower."

When Song Yi heard this, he didn't say anything.

Also know the meaning of Bo Shiyan's words.

Some people obviously care, but the meaning on the surface is not like that.

However, whether it is oneself or others, it can be seen.

"Are you going back?" Song Yi asked, watching him stand up.

Bo Shiyan nodded: "I'll go back and get something and come back. Tang Si's current situation is unstable, and I can't take him back."

After all, he should not move.

Song Yi nodded: "Okay, then pay attention to safety on the way back."

"Row."

At this time, four or five people in black came in outside, all in a stern slaying suit.

Song Yi twisted his eyebrows and looked at Bo Shiyan.

Bo Shiyan explained: "To protect your safety, Tang Si is a criminal police officer full of honors. He kills people and sells goods, prohibits drugs and seizes drugs, and he almost manages criminal incidents."

"That way, the enemy can make a lot of friends."

"In this extraordinary period, I don't know how many people have received news and want to come to him to seek revenge." Bo Shiyan: "When I go out, I will also pay attention, and will not attract others' attention."

"After all, he himself knows this very well. When he came back, he might have deliberately avoided the possibility of being discovered."

"So, on the way, he may have walked back."

"You should also pay attention. It's best not to expose his situation at home." Bo Shiyan said slowly.

Generally, people who mix with people like Tang Si are always more sensitive to dangerous judgments.

"I know."

She knew this, and that was why she knew that the police station was looking for Tang Si, but she didn't notify the police station immediately and called Bo Shiyan over.

Did not call an ambulance.

And the moment Tang Si fell in front of her, when he wanted to speak.

She should have understood in her heart.

......

After Bo Shiyan left, Song Yi made some food for Tang Si at home without hurting his stomach.

If you wait for him to wake up, hit the microwave for a dozen, and you can eat if you want.

Song Yi didn't know how to cook or cook before.

But if two people can't, that would be bad.

Two people can't be at home, they both eat takeaway.

Tang Si didn't have time to learn, so she was the only one to learn.

After everything is done, time is almost there.

Song Yi went upstairs to see Tang Si.

The room hasn't changed much, just beside the bed, there are many more instruments.

The man on the bed lay quietly, with only dim lights in the room.

He seemed to be standing in the dark whether he was awake or asleep.

Song Yi twisted his eyebrows and turned on the headlights.

As soon as he opened it, he could thoroughly see the appearance of the man on the bed.

Covered by the quilt, his face was pale, bloodless, lifeless, and sickly pale.

At this moment, Song Yi felt as if his heart had been stabbed fiercely.

She didn't know what Tang Si experienced this time, and what she wanted to say to her when she came back.

I only knew that he was lying there, not so unparalleled in the world, not so funny and humorous to make her laugh.

Every time Song Yi breathed, he felt that his heart was in pain.

Although Tang Si always talked about life and death, he said that it didn't matter if he died. But she never thought that one day this man would leave by her side.

She can't leave him.

He didn't know how inseparable it was.

Song Yi walked to the bed and sat there, quietly looking at his face.

She didn't dare to move him, just watched.

He seems to have serious injuries. It didn't seem to be. Bo Shiyan just explained the chronic poison in his body, but didn't explain anything else.

It was dark and misty outside the window, and she seemed to be watching things in the fog.

I can't really grasp anything, and I can't really grasp anything.

Everything is vain.

Life experience, parents, cases, mysteries.

These are all things that can't be touched. The only thing that can be touched is Tang Si in front of him.

"Say it." Song Yi looked at his face and said quietly: "If you didn't meet me, would you have no weakness now, the armored battle is in your domain."

Once a person has weakness, it is fatal.

His soul acted arbitrarily in the dark world, and his body carried the darkness with the soul and moved forward.

Believe it or not, the fate of some people seems to be here.

The current atmosphere was as drowsy and silent as a candle that was extinguished immediately.

The light will eventually burn out and disappear into the dark realm.

The heavy air pressure came down.

She has nothing to do.

She has a lot of things she can't do, and Tang Si also has.

He could not stop his life from passing, and she could only watch his life pass.

If it were the world, there would be no more tang...

That is more painful than separation.

The quarrel separated, at least knowing in my heart, he is still...

A dead man can never be surpassed, because his life stays there.

At this time, I didn't know where it came from, and a moth flew in. Under the light, the powder shaking off its wings was printed in Song Yi's pupils.

Tears instantly dripped from the corners of his eyes and fell on the back of the man's hand, exploding in slow motion like an explosion, and the shadows were vaguely printed on the wall.

Tears fell one after another.

The old man said that moths came to the house for no reason. It was the dead old man who came back to see his children and grandchildren.

Besides, this is winter...Where did the moths come from?

The cry of sobbing, with tolerance, passed into the darkness endlessly, and the pain of the heart tearing apart.

An air of despair filled his lungs.

Song Yi covered his mouth and looked at the man on the bed, tears constantly pouring out.

Why should she see that moth.

She is not superstitious, but this time...

All the bad things will follow one after another.

"Child Song Yi, you are really a little sweet flower." In a trance, the man's hoarse voice passed into her eardrum.

Song Yi's eyelashes were dyed with tears, and when he woke up, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

He was very weak, but there was a faint smile on his lips. The smile was weak, but he was still smiling.

"You..." She choked. For a moment, her brain was blank, and her words reached her mouth. She didn't know how to say it or where to start.

Anyway, at the moment he heard his voice, every line of defense was defeated.

An inexplicable emotion came over, making her cry more violently.

The man lay on the bed, closed his eyes slightly, his thin lips moved lightly: "Thinking, am I going to die?"

He raised his hand to shake Song Yi's hand.

Song Yi immediately passed his hand over and squatted by the bed, trying to speak, but was crying and unable to speak.

Tang Si looked at her, trying to reach out to wipe her tears, but was unable to raise her hand so high.

He breathed slowly and wanted to talk, but just now, it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength.

Tang Si's Adam's apple slipped, his lips opened and opened, his chest rose and fell again and again, and his breathing became heavier.

"I want to..." He closed his eyes deeply, and was silent for several seconds: "If you think about my death, keep crying."

He didn't see it the least, she cried like this.

Song Yi sniffed.

He turned his back and wiped tears: "I'm sorry."

She shouldn't be so vulnerable at this time.

The man didn't speak, he just looked at her back.

Song Yi wiped away his tears, the ends of his eyes were red, and the tip of his nose was also red.

There is no bright smile in the eyes, and they are all worried: "Do you feel uncomfortable? Are you hungry? Are you thirsty?"

Tang Si looked at Song Yi with dark and deep eyes, and there was another silence.

Song Yi was also silent suddenly.

Maybe he needs to be quiet.

In the endless silence, time does not know how long has passed.

"Am I very useless."

The weak voice of the man floated in the air.

Obviously the sound is not loud, and the air is like a hairspring.

But it hit Song Yi's heart heavily, making her whole heart tremble.

She moved her lips and squeezed his hand: "How come?"

"Then how come I don't even have the strength to hold you now?"

Just such a sentence, like a net, tightly wrapped around her heart, tightening her strength, suffocating her and making her cramp.

He paused for several seconds, and every word was extremely difficult: "Also... it's not good to say a few words of comfort."

"Tang Si..." Song Yi really couldn't hold back, his tone was crying: "Don't do this, I beg you."

I can't stand you like this.

Tang Si closed his eyes and didn't look at her again.

It's just useless.

"I don't want your comfort or your hug."

She stood up, kissed him, hugged him, her warm breath was close at hand.

Song Yi's voice trembled: "I can hug you, can kiss you, you can't, I can."

He slowly and gently: "Yeah."

Song Yi took a breath and adjusted his emotions: "Then I'll get you something to eat. Bo Shiyan will come over in a while. Is there anything else you want to explain?"

She felt that Tang Si should have something to explain.

Tang Si looked at her face, feeling that he couldn't see enough.

I didn't want to look away from me in my life, but I was so tired.

I'm so tired that I can't open my eyes, and I'm so tired that I don't listen.

To put it another way... it should have been scrapped, and his body can't control it.

He knew what was wrong with him.

Bo Shiyan also talked about his physical condition before.

He is getting more and more unable to support...

He closed his eyes slowly, almost in a weak voice, and gave her an explanation: "Goodbye, my brother is tired and wants to sleep."

Then Song Yi watched. He closed his eyes and didn't make any more movements.

In that instant, Song Yi's face turned pale, and the blood all over his body seemed to be frozen.

She has no masters.

Almost in a hurry, loudly: "Brother, my baby and I are waiting for you to wake up."

"..."

With such a sentence, the man did not reply.

"Tang Si, Tang Si..." Song Yi's whole body seemed to hurt.

"You speak." Her hand trembling, she touched his snort.

But he stopped in mid-air, grabbed his cell phone, and wanted to call Bo Shiyan.

Just took it out, and fell to the ground with a "click".

She bent down to pick it up in a hurry, but because she was too hurried, she pushed the phone to the bottom of the bed.

The whole body was shaking, and the whole body was in a panic.

why? Why does the phone bully her?

"Ok......"

It took a long time for the man to respond with a weak breath.

This made Song Yi pause when he was going to touch the phone under the bed.

She raised her head, looked at him and smiled, smiled, and cried again.

Song Yi stumbled out of the room.

Don't want to be heard by him crying again.

Tang Si was lying on the bed quietly, his fingers moved slightly, and his eyelashes trembled.

He knew what was wrong with Song Yi, and he also knew how sad and helpless she would cry.

But he couldn't help it. When he said a word, he felt that his heart and lungs were being squeezed, and the pain was so painful that his nerves were pulling his scalp.

I almost can't lift my strength to breathe.

He thought, wanted to comfort, wanted to hug, wanted to say a lot of things to make her feel sad.

But he can't do a single thing.

In the corner of the man's eye, under the light, something slowly flowed out.

When, in her dying and struggling weakness, she met when she needed him most.

......

Several people in black frowned slightly when they saw Song Yi coming out of this state.

But he didn't step forward, just bowed his head on the phone and reported the current situation to Bo Shiyan.

Song Yi cried for a long time in the bathroom, his eyes were swollen.

She had never cried like this in her life.

That kind of repressed and difficult emotions, that kind of overwhelmed emotions, flooded toward her from all directions.

It is the mood that the sky is falling, the feeling that the world is dimmed, and the feeling that everything seems to have become meaningless.

But she could do nothing, she was always suppressed, wanted to break out, wanted to vent, but could not find any source of venting.

I also know that I must not have an accident.

Is it difficult to be closed? Is this despair?

Desperate to suffocate.

The desperate darkness that Tang Si has experienced time and time again is this feeling...?

Song Yi turned on the faucet and rinsed his face with water.

No, Tang Si should be more desperate than this.

......

When Bo Shiyan came again, Song Yi had already sorted out his emotions.

The eyes are swollen.

Bo Shiyan paused: "Tang Si has been awake?"

Otherwise she would not cry like this.

Song Yi has seen a woman who is very tough.

There is no loud crying, no emotions brought to him, no compulsion to save Tang Si, otherwise what will happen.

"Ok."

Bo Shiyan: "What did you say? How is the situation?"

Song Yi took a deep breath: "Not very good."

"He seems to use all his energy to speak. He is very tired and very painful."

"Is there a way to alleviate it?"

Song Yi didn't want to look at him like that.

Bo Shiyan: "In fact, this situation is normal. He has a lot of injuries. In addition, he walked back. In addition to toxicity, it is normal that he has no strength."

"He needs to recover, but because of this disease, there is no case, no situation, I don't know how far it will recover."

"I didn't develop it professionally. The next time he wakes up, he must feed him something."

"His body functions need to be supplemented." Bo Shiyan said, "There is one more thing."

"Tang Si's parents also know about this. Maybe they will come to you and ask if they know where Tang Si is. You are ready to deal with it."

"Then there are things that require you to make up your mind." Bo Shiyan slowed down his tone and said to Song Yi word by word: "Tang Si is in such a physical condition now. Some things require a backbone and a person. Make a decision."

"The first thing is, how will the police tell you to tell the truth, or to conceal it first. If it is concealment, how long is the concealment? What is the reason for the concealment for so long?"

"You are Tang Si's wife. If he can't wake up later, you must decide and make arrangements for this matter."

"The second thing, what kind of treatment Tang Si needs, you also need to decide."

"The third thing, his company...you should be clear."

"In the latter case, there are still some things, I will draw up specifics for you, I hope you can consider them.

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