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"Uncle Zhang, thank you, I'm here."

"You're welcome, Miss Lin, I will always wait here."

"Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome, I can do it myself..."

"No trouble, Miss Lin, this is my job, please don't talk about it next time, Miss will meet you soon."

"..OK, bye."

Lin Xingqing looked at Uncle Zhang who parked the car and smiled at her with a simple and honest smile, was silent for a while, and finally walked upstairs.

Sure enough, what kind of boss has what kind of employees.

Fang Xia has such a domineering temperament, even the driver she hires is like this. He seems to be very talkative, but in fact he doesn't know how to adapt at all.

With such random thoughts, Lin Xingqing pressed the elevator, and as the elevator gradually ascended, those thoughts were easily suppressed, leaving only an unspeakable joy.

It's only been one night since we parted, but I miss my dad for no reason.

Maybe this is what Dad used to say about the sweet burden.

Thinking like that, Lin Xingqing no longer cared about anything else, but walked quickly towards the ward where her father was.

1201 VIP Ward

Compared with the lively atmosphere of other wards, this place is very quiet at the moment. This kind of quietness can allow the patients to recuperate best. Because of this kind of quietness, Lin Xingqing's cheerful footsteps can't stop being a little lighter, and even Seeing the closed door close in front of him, he felt a sense of narrowness for some reason, approached lightly, and carefully opened the door a crack.

Unexpectedly, it was not a bright sight, but a gloomy one.

Normally, at this point, the nurses would have already opened the curtains and let the sunlight slant in. Firstly, it will provide ventilation, and secondly, the sunshine will make people feel very good.

Could it be that the nurse was lazy because she wasn't there?

Lin Xingqing suppressed this thought as soon as it surfaced. She has seen the professionalism of the nurses here many times in the past month. If it wasn't this, what else would it be?

Because of the sudden thought, Lin Xingqing was not in a hurry to open the door while holding the doorknob, but just peeked in through the crack.

***

Even though the sun is shining outside the house and the weather is excellent, when the heavy curtains are drawn tightly so that no gaps can be seen, the whole room looks as dark as the night.

Lin Yufeng, who has been sick for a while and is a little thin, looks a little empty in the hospital gown at the moment. The freshly washed blue quilt covers most of his body, but between the subtle ups and downs of the quilt, A pale and thin slender hand poked out from under the quilt, and tightly clenched a fist. When all the veins on the back of the hand were bulging, Lin Yufeng coughed lightly and sighed a long time. Slowly loosened, and fell to the side of the bed with a bit of dejection, except for that sigh, Lin Yufeng didn't make any movements, just lowered his head slightly like that, his hands were weakly slumped at his sides, and his knees were slightly bent. rise.

***

With the light from the slightly opened door, Lin Xingqing was able to see clearly after the initial uncomfortable darkness, even though her vision was slightly blurred.

Lin Yufeng's slightly frowned brows, his tightly pursed lips, and even his slightly bowed head exuded a powerless aura from his whole body.

It was a Lin Yufeng that Lin Xingqing had never seen before.

"Xingqing, silly boy, why are you crying, isn't dad fine?"

At that time, Lin Yufeng had just woken up from the operation, with an oxygen inhalation tube inserted in his nose, and his face was extremely thin, but he could still speak to her gently with a smile.

That's right, Lin Yufeng always smiles at any time, omnipotent, gentle as jade.

But now my father is...

Is it always like this for my father?

Just to reassure her, she hid all the suffering.

Or is there something happening again that she doesn't know about?

No matter what it is, for Lin Xingqing, it is an existence that makes her heart ache just thinking about it.

Lin Xingqing bit her lips tightly, holding the doorknob tighter and tighter, maybe she was so focused that she didn't hear footsteps approaching, until a slightly suspicious greeting sounded beside her ears:

"Miss Lin, are you here to see my father? Mr. Lin is inside, why don't you go in?"

"Oh, I just came here, looking at the darkness in the room, I thought Dad was sleeping."

Lin Xingqing's eyes lowered slightly, suppressing those strong emotions, and pretending to speak meaninglessly.

"Oh, you said Mr. Lin, he was like this yesterday, saying that he wanted to be quiet. Don't worry, we check Mr. Lin every day. We just checked him this morning. Mr. Lin is very healthy. It shouldn't take long before he can be fine." out of the hospital."

Because they are VIP patients, and Lin Xingqing and Lin Yufeng are not difficult to deal with, the attitude of the nurse is very good.

The extremely fast discharge is the biggest heart hospital for all patients and their families.

"Well, I think so too."

Lin Xingqing naturally knew the nurse's kindness, so she quickly raised her head and responded with a smile.

It was just a few words between Lin Xingqing and the nurse chatting, Lin Yufengyun! Chang! Xiao! Zhu had already opened the curtains, and Lin Yufeng was sitting on the hospital bed when the bright sunlight came in through the huge window. From the previous action, there was a blush on his face, and he waved towards Lin Xingqing with a friendly smile:

"Xingqing, why are you here? Didn't Dad tell you that there is nothing to do in the hospital, and there are nurses here, so you can just go about your own business.

Come, come, come to Dad. "

That kind of Lin Yufeng is exactly the same as usual, and he also vividly expresses the contradiction of being a father who expects to spend more time with his daughter, but does not want to embarrass the child.

Just like the scene in the darkness that she saw before was just her illusion.

"Look, Mr. Lin has long missed Miss Lin~

shall we go in together now?"

"it is good.

Dad, why did you wake up all of a sudden, you're not healed yet, by the way, sister-in-law Wang, the nurse?"

Saying that, Lin Xingqing quickly walked a few steps to Lin Yufeng, and spoke with a little anger.

Those changes were just like her father's concealment. At this moment, for some reason, she also chose to hide them.

"You~ I like to make a fuss. Dad just walked away for a while. Look, he just lay down and came back right away. Mrs. Wang is busy. It's unfortunate that you came, she just went..."

"Really? Dad, how did you sleep last night?"

"Of course, are you a child as a father? On the contrary, it's you, Xingqing, why do you come here when you have time?"

"Of course it's because I miss Dad~"

"Haha, my Xingqing is really getting more and more deceptive."

"..."

After that, everything was exactly the same as usual, even when she was saying goodbye to her father, Lin Xingqing's expression was still the same as usual, with a slightly charming, cheerful and cute look.

It's just that when she got into the car as usual, the smile on Lin Xingqing's face could no longer be maintained while the car was rushing all the way.

The driver, Uncle Zhang, drove extremely steadily. Amidst the melodious tones, the car drove to the destination silently. He thanked Uncle Zhang with inertia. The time was approaching the evening at some point, and the originally bright sunlight began to look a little dim. The garden, which looked busy in the morning, has returned to the calmness of yesterday, but the beautiful flowers of various colors are full of vitality and a very peaceful atmosphere.

Lin Xingqing stood quietly at the door for a while, went in and said briefly to Mrs. Li, chose to walk into the garden, walked slowly, watching quietly one by one, and at some point when she got up With the wind, the branches and leaves swaying, and the fragrance of flowers overflowing, Lin Xingqing finally felt that her mood gradually improved a lot.

Flowers are silent, but to her, flowers are extremely magical.

Therefore, Lin Xingqing loves flowers very much.

When she is troubled, sad, and depressed, as long as she stays in the pile of flowers, she can release everything.

***

"Miss, are you back?"

"Well, where's Lin Xingqing?"

"Miss Lin came back at four o'clock in the afternoon. When she came back, her face was a little dull. She must be in a bad mood. After telling me, she stayed in the garden and said she wanted to go shopping. Miss, do you need something to drink first?"

"No, Mrs. Li, let them prepare the food, I'll go and have a look."

"Ok."

Following Mrs. Li's polite resignation, Fang Xia unbuttoned the top button of her skirt, rubbed her temples lightly with her hands, and breathed out lightly, the trace of exhaustion that had been latent disappeared in an instant. .

It's almost six o'clock at the moment, the sun is almost gone, but there is a faint ray of light struggling to exist, the lights in the garden have not been turned on, and the whole garden looks a little bleak amidst all kinds of gorgeous flowers, but when Fang Xia walked steadily forward with a clear purpose, and when he finally saw the person he wanted to see, Fang Xia could see clearly from the dim peripheral vision.

That person has long hair fluttering at the moment, and his head is leaning forward slightly. A white and slender hand is carefully holding a two-color flower. His body moved, his nose twitched slightly, and his lips twitched slightly.

Obviously, the girl is smelling flowers.

Fang Xia couldn't smell the scent of that flower.

But after such subtle movements, the girl took a long breath, carefully let go of the flowers, stood upright, and gently pulled her long hair with her hands, the soft earlobes stood out against the long black hair. distinct.

"Yuanyang Jasmine is really beautiful."

The female voice with a little hoarseness brings her usual magnetism.

Satisfied, the girl's brows and eyes slightly stretched. She had an extremely gorgeous appearance, but at this moment there was an aura of tranquility.

"Crack~"

The last glimmer of the sun finally receded, and the light at the end was accompanied by subtle sounds one after another. The girl subconsciously covered her eyes with her hands due to the protruding light. In the two-color jasmine, that girl is more colorful than all the flowers and more dazzling than all the lights.

Fang Xia stood quietly on the spot, looking at the direction of the girl with dark eyes, and there was a hint of hidden obsession in her eyes.

The author has something to say: La la la, I want to write about idiot attack, ha ha ha!