Save the Sick Iceberg Project

Pei Yan didn't know what he did wrong, he was fine in the morning, and Xiao Xinxin asked him to go to the library, but now, standing in front of Rong Xin's house, he knocked countless times, but there was no answer. Once heard the reply inside.

The sky was getting darker, and the weather in November was getting colder and colder. Standing outside the corridor, Pei Yan's nose was red from the cold, and she knocked on the door tremblingly: "Xiao Xinxin, can you have a word with me?"

Rong Xin was at home, Pei Yan knew that he just ran downstairs and looked at the windows of his house, and saw the lights in the house.

"Did I make you angry?" Pei Yan leaned against the door frame and asked in a low voice, finally realizing the feeling of someone being angry and not knowing why.

Feeling a little uncomfortable, he would rather Rong Xin get angry at him, question him, scold him, or even fight with him like he was in an alley, than he would not say anything, curled up in a ball at home alone, All the anger and sadness are brought back into that little body.

Pei Yan sat down with his back leaning against the iron gate of Rong Xin's house. The iron gate was very cold, which made his mind clearer. He tried hard to recall every little thing he had with Rong Xin today and yesterday, but he still couldn't figure it out. .

If this went on like this, there would be no way to ask any questions, Pei Yan thought for a while, then suddenly spoke softly.

"Suddenly I remembered my parents." Pei Yan smiled at the iron gate, her voice softened, "My mother never quarrels with others, and she does yoga when she is in a bad mood, so Every time my dad sees her doing yoga, he breaks into a cold sweat and buys a bouquet of flowers to comfort her."

"I thought at the time, if I had a daughter-in-law, I would definitely not let her get angry. If I did get angry, I would hold her in my arms to comfort her and tell her I was wrong. It must be more useful than a bouquet of flowers."

Pei Yan paused for a second, turned sideways, there was still no sound in the room, he sighed softly, and pressed his palm on the iron door, as if he wanted to use this posture to connect with Rong Xin inside the door. Together: "I will tell him, tell me what is unhappy, I am his safe haven and punching bag, no matter what happens, I will stand by his side."

Inside the gate, Rong Xin was curled up on the sofa covered with a blanket, his temples were already wet with sweat, he had a high fever and found it very difficult to open his eyes, and his head hurt so badly that he wished he could hit the wall.

Pei Yan's gentle voice reached his ears, Rong Xin's nose was sore, and his heart hurt like a needle prick. He sat up with difficulty, poured himself a cup of hot water and drank it, the hot water flowed through the dryness throat, but there is no relief at all.

It's obviously a hypocrisy, why does it have to be so real.

It's not that he didn't believe it, it wasn't that he didn't care about it, he used all the courage in his life to make the decision last night, but he never thought it would be this kind of result.The picture book of scumbags that I saw by chance on the Internet before was thought to be a silly fabrication by people, but now it really happened to him.

Can what I heard with my own ears be false?

Covering his mouth, Rong Xin coughed a few times, his thin body trembled, and the corners of his eyes were red from coughing, his chest felt like being hit by a sledgehammer, smashing the sincerity that had finally melted the outer layer of ice. The shattered pieces left only a scattered mess, like a broken dream that finally woke up.

"Xiao Xinxin, can you open the door? I want to see you. Let's talk about something in person. Maybe there is a misunderstanding. Give me a chance to explain to you, please."

Rong Xin supported the sofa, sat up straight with difficulty, and stood up top-heavy.

When Pei Yan heard the sound of "slapping" cotton slippers moving around in the room, she immediately regained her spirits and immediately stood up: "Rong Xin!"

The door lock rang, and the door opened a crack. Pei Yan waited excitedly for Rong Xin to let him in, but only a slender white hand stretched out from the crack and threw a bag out.

With a bang, the door closed again.

The contents of the bag were scattered all over the place - it contained all kinds of small gifts that Pei Yan had given Rong Xin during this period.

The crystal teddy bear I bought at the mall last time fell out of the bag, broke an arm, and lay lonely on the cold ground.

Pei Yan stared at the mess all over the floor for several seconds, feeling as if something in her heart was broken along with the presents.

The phone beeped, it was a text message from Rong Xin.

"Go away, don't come again."

When Pei Yan saw these few, for a moment she hardly understood what they meant.The deep-seated love and cuddling each other finally got only five cold words, which seemed to cut everything off.

After being heartbroken, Pei Yan was puzzled and even more unwilling. Pei Yan held the phone tightly and stood still for two seconds. Her heart was in severe pain, but in the end she didn't do anything.

There was no frantic knocking on the door to ask questions, nor was there any pranking at the door asking for an explanation.Pei Yan took a deep breath, picked up the bag from the ground, and carefully put the broken bear into the pocket.

He looked at the iron gate and said in a low voice, "See you tomorrow." Then he turned and left.

Blindly stalking and stalking will not have any results, and stalking is even worse.

Although they are still at the youngest age, Pei Yan hopes to deal with their relationship in a mature way, now and in countless years to come.

They will naturally meet at tomorrow's debate, and when they explain in person, he will be able to explain what Rong Xin misunderstood.

The footsteps gradually faded away.

In the room, Rong Xin covered his head and tossed and turned on the bed, his black hair at the temples was sticking wetly to his pale face, his whole body was shaking slightly in pain.

The pain in his heart was hard to vent, he felt like a volcano that was about to erupt, the hot magma was raging in his body, every part of his body hurt like it was about to break, he was so uncomfortable that he almost fainted.

Pei Yan left.

good go.

He fell back on the bed and pressed his forehead, his eye sockets were burning red, his breathing was rapid as if a broken bellows had been installed in his chest cavity, it sounded like he was about to cry.

I'm a human again, he thought.

Rong Xin didn't know where the strength came from, staggered up, struggled and threw himself on the side cabinet, rummaged through the box and found antipyretics from it, then masochistically picked out two pills and stuffed them into his mouth, grabbed the medicine on the table The water glass gulped down.

The antipyretics were very bitter, and my throat was so tight that I could hardly swallow them.

Rong Xin pushed away the cup, and slowly fell sideways on the carpet. The night was thick and everything was silent, only the sound of his heavy breathing was left in the surroundings.

Those feelings that he cherished and longed for were all lies, and now he has nothing left.

"I just feel sorry for him." "It's just to cultivate contacts"...

That's fine too.The toss and turns from heaven to hell also made him see the facts clearly, and people's hearts are untrustworthy.It turned out that the only thing that remained unchanged was the obsession in his heart. He could finally be ruthless and focus on Zhao Yuanqi and the Hongcheng Group.

Rong Xin's dark eyes, which were soaked in sweat, were drooping, as if they had never been brightened.

Abdominal pain came without warning.

Needle-like pain pierced Rong Xin's stomach and intestines, and within a moment the stimulating effect of the antipyretic medicine raged through his body.

Rong Xin frowned. He was already exhausted by the high fever, and could hardly resist the strong colic. He gritted his teeth and turned over. His fingers sank deeply into his flat abdomen, but he didn't rub and knead, as if he wanted to It was as if he wanted to cover up the pain in his heart through the heart-piercing pain.

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Meanwhile, Anglo Hospital.

"Doctor! I saw my husband move!" The woman excitedly grabbed the corner of the doctor's clothes, pointed at Tan Hu on the bed, her hands were trembling, "He really moved just now! Little finger!"

The doctor hastily stepped forward and opened Tan Hu's eyelids, and looked at the instrument again.

"Doctor! Can he wake up now! My husband won't be in a coma forever, right?" The woman's sallow face was full of dimples, and she was already in her 30s, but she was already aging. "There is still a two-year-old at home As for the child, I really can't bear it alone!"

Wu Feng put his arms around her shoulders and dragged her over, and comforted her softly: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, the doctor is still diagnosing, brother Hu has his own fortune, and it is his blessing to wake up. If he can't wake up, our company I will always be responsible for your and Zhuang Zhuang’s living expenses.”

The woman burst into tears and threw herself into Wu Feng's arms: "Xiao Wu! Have you found the murderer who killed your elder brother? I must stab him to death with my own hands! The one who killed a thousand knives killed my husband! I can't spare him!"

Wu Feng frowned slightly, but it was only a momentary movement, and then it was covered up by the gentle worry and self-blame on his face: "I haven't found it yet, but soon, the young master is also staring at this matter, my subordinates Some people have been investigating, and it is estimated that in a few days, there will be results."

He looked over the woman to Tan Hu on the bed, and the cold light on the lens flashed past. If anyone could see the expression in his eyes at this moment, he would probably be shivered by the coldness in it.

Vegetative people sometimes have false nerve reflexes, and sometimes finger movements are not conscious performances, but muscle bounce responses.

- You'd better stay where you are.

Wu Feng's cold gaze focused on Tan Hu's sunken face.

The doctor straightened up: "Family."

"This! Here!" The woman wiped her nose and immediately rushed forward, "How about a doctor!"

The doctor smiled: "I have good news for you."

A look of surprise appeared on Wu Feng's face, and his pupils instantly shrank to a point. Such an expression made him a little distorted and terrifying, but fortunately no one noticed him now.

"Mr. Tan's brain activity has recovered better than we thought before. He has already begun to have a preliminary consciousness. After some rehabilitation training later, he is likely to wake up completely."

The woman was going crazy with excitement, hugged the doctor and howled: "Doctor, you saved our family! When he wakes up, I can ask who did this cruel thing to him! I must tell Master! Let him avenge my husband!"

Several hours later, Wu Feng finally sent the excited and crying woman to the car of the younger brother in the underground garage. Before leaving, he reassured her that everything was at ease. He was going to arrange follow-up rehabilitation training for Tan Hu. The woman Qian En Thank you, I was sent away by my younger brother with tears of gratitude.

At three o'clock in the morning, the underground garage was empty.

Wu Feng took a deep breath, leaned against the pillar behind him and lit a cigarette.

The red light spots flickered in his fingers, and his long and narrow dark pupils couldn't see clearly in the smog.

After a while, the cigarette butts that he had only smoked were pushed on the trash can. Wu Feng walked up the elevator with a blank expression, and went all the way to the VIP room on the fifth floor.

The little nurse on the fifth-floor rounds came out of Tan Hu's ward with a trolley. Two minutes later, Wu Feng silently pushed open the door of Tan Hu's ward and walked in, holding an empty large syringe in his hand. .

Tan Hu is still lying unconscious on the hospital bed, looking the same as before, but after a month, he will wake up again and become a person who can speak well.

Wu Feng raised the needle, pumped 100ml of air, grabbed Tan Hu's wrist, and calmly injected it into his deep vein.

Then he crossed his legs and sat beside Tan Hu's bed and waited. He also turned off the switch of the medical equipment to prevent it from making a sharp emergency sound.

1 minute, 2 minutes...

Tan Hu's body twitched uncontrollably, but soon, everything returned to calm, Tan Hu's sunken face appeared a dead gray color, and he stopped breathing.

Wu Feng stared at his lifeless face for a long time. After a long time, he took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-2800:14:34~2020-07-2900:20:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 463374801;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!