Good Morning, Mr. President!

and so……

"Not dreaming ... not dreaming ..." she murmured, crying herself.

I also don't know where the strength came from. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

There was no strength in the body, the feet just hit the ground, the body softened, and the wolf fell on the ground. The cold feeling on the floor swept over immediately and surrounded her.

She was shaking. However, it's not cold, I'm afraid.

Lan Xiao lifted her off the ground, holding her arm to support her, and said solemnly: "The doctor said, you can't be emotional now, you must rest first!"

"..." Shang Shiyu shook his head. "I'm going to see him, Lan Xiao, I'm going to see him ..."

How is he now Okay? Still bleeding?

In my mind, all kinds of thoughts were running wild.

With all her strength, she broke away Lan Xiao's hands, shaking her body as if she would fall at any time, but she was stubborn and went out step by step with bare feet.

She hates it.

Hate myself.

He talked about loving him, but never thought why he was so wrong.

If you really love him, you should have discovered it! It should have been discovered long ago!

"Miss Shang, you are a patient now, so take a good rest! Hurry in!" The nurse saw her out and hurried forward. She is a super VIP patient specially told by Dr. Tang, no one dares to snub.

"Where is the fourth ward?" Shang Shiyu squeezed the nurse's hand tightly. "I'm going to see him. Take me to see him."

"But Dr. Tang specifically said that your current state of mind is not suitable to see Siye."

"I beg you!" Shang Shiyu burst into tears, sadly, "I beg you, let me see him. I promise ... I will be quiet, I will not disturb him ..."

Fearing that the other party would not agree to her, she eagerly promised.

The nurse was embarrassed.

Lan Xiao came out of the room with his slippers. Seeing her heartbroken, he felt heartbroken. Squat down, put the slippers in front of her, coax her like a kid, "Put your shoes on, I'll take you to see him."

Hearing Lan Xiao's words, Shang Shiyu's eyes flickered, and the next time, he immediately put on his slippers. Then he looked at him with anticipation.

Lan Xiao was also uncomfortable. She pulled her lips and held her hand. "Let's go."

"Mr. Blue," the nurse worried.

"Let her go. If she can't see him, she will be more nervous." Lan Xiao and nurse said.

The nurse looked at her, and eventually said nothing.

Lan Xiao watched how her mood collapsed after she learned the real situation. He knew more clearly how important Tang Wei was in her heart.

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The intensive care unit was filled with people from the Tang family.

Shang Shiyu now only cares about Tang Wei. She has no spirit to say hello to anyone, but just lies on the glass. Through the heavy glass, she looked at him lying on the bed, and her heart was already in a ball. She asked Tang Song, "Doctor Tang, can I go in and see him?"

The sound, fluttering, was weak.

Even though she is very unstable now, it is very likely to affect the patient's condition, but at this moment, how can Tang and Song be patient to refuse such a request?

He pondered, nodded, and instructed the nurse to lead her to change the disinfection suit.

"This child is that Miss Shang?" The old man who was outside asked Tang and Song. The eyes fell on the back of Shang Shiyu. The other members of the Tang family looked at each other silently.

Tang and Song bowed their heads, "Yes. Si Si has always wanted to hide from her, but still can't hide it today."

"She doesn't look very emotional." Tang Yu answered.

Tang and Song voices were heavy. "Excessive stimulation has broken the spirit. If the situation worsens and is more fragile, there may be schizophrenia at any time."

Everyone was stunned, sighing in pain. The old man commanded: "Let the neurologist and the psychiatrist keep an eye on, and stop any tragedy."

"I know, I have already ordered it. I wish she could be stronger herself."

When Tang and Song said this, they looked at the girl who was already wearing a disinfectant suit. Suddenly he dared not imagine what she would look like if she really did something in the future.

I am afraid that one tragedy will create two tragedies!

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Tang Song was afraid that she would lose her spirits in the ward, so she followed them. But he just stood far away from the door, leaving enough space inside for the poor two.

The room was very quiet.

Shang Shiyu breathed and walked towards the bed step by step. The closer you get, the worse your heart tremor, and the sharper your nose becomes.

Eye sockets, hot flashes, and a mist. However, afraid of disturbing him, she kept her tears in her eyes hard to prevent them from flowing down.

He lay there and didn't wake up. Wearing a ventilator and breathing heavily, it sounds particularly alarming in such a quiet atmosphere.

Shang Shiyu sat quietly beside him, holding his hand. His hands were so cold, as if it had gone out of temperature.

Her lips clung to his fingers, and she breathed, as if to convey his temperature to him.

Obviously told me not to cry, but tears still rolled out of my eyes. She took a deep breath and raised her hand to wipe it off.

"Shangshang ..." It was like induction. Tang Wei, who had just been groggy, murmured suddenly, his voice was hoarse.

Those two words made Shang Shiyu feel like he was hit by something. She immediately got a spirit. She leaned close to him and said, "It's me, I'm here."

Tang Wei's long eyelashes trembled, and the hard, slowly supporting heavy eyelids finally opened his eyes. For a long time, he was blinded. After a long time, her eyes finally fixed on her face.

He's not sure.

"Shangshang?"

Two words made her breathless. She thought of his "blindness" in the movie theater before, and her heart was suddenly thrown into the blender, and her pain was about to die.

She shook his hand and craved it on her face, "It's me. You touch, it's me ..."

She tried to make her voice sound emotionally stable so as not to affect him.

Tang Wei touched her cheek with her fingers, feeling the real heat, her lips cornered. He was very weak, and even though he looked as good as ever, he was very sad, as if winter was approaching, and there was no spring day, making her heart cut. Tears couldn't be controlled for a while.

He cherished the tears in the corner of her eyes, "Shang Shang, don't cry ..."

He will be distressed.

Will be sad.

Will be relieved.

Even if one day goes, it will be very uneasy ...

good night!