I Was Wrong, Please Don't Leave Me

The hallway was silent.

Shang Yi stood in front of the elevator with his hands in his pockets, looked sideways at the silent man with his head bowed aside, and suddenly laughed.

"You really look like him in a daze."

Su Jinyu knew who this "he" was, he looked up at the other party, and saw a faint longing in the man's slightly blue eyes.

"Qiye should have a good relationship with him."

Shang Yi seemed to be thinking of something happy, and the corners of his eyes wrinkled slightly.

"Of course, it's in an account book."

Su Jinyu met his smiling gaze, and felt a "thud" in her heart, consciously knowing something serious.

The elevator didn't come up for a long time, Su Jinyu thought of the man in the office waiting for him to go back, and felt a little anxious, the shiny toe of his shoe lightly touched the clean ground.

Shang Yi saw his expression and movements in his eyes, smiled lightly and said nothing.

"I heard that Mr. Gu's leg has been disabled for five years?"

Su Jinyu's eyes "swish" turned cold, looking at the man with sharp and cold eyes.

"Qiye always has so many 'heard'." Su Jinyu looked at the person, the smile on his face had disappeared without a trace.

Gu Peilang's leg was an incurable pain in his heart, but the person in front of him had no vision at all.

"There are only a few benefits of having many friends." Shang Yi smiled disapprovingly, and finally continued, "In his situation, it should be possible to stand up again? For so many years, I never thought about going to the hospital to see him." look?"

Su Jinyu was tired of the person in front of him, wishing to smash his fake smiling face with a punch, his brows frowned upon hearing this.

"This shouldn't be Mr. Shang's concern."

Oh, I changed my name to Mr. Shang.

"I just want to express my concern for Mr. Gu. If he can really stand up again, Mr. Su should be very happy, right?"

Su Jinyu frowned, the impatience and disgust in his eyes were almost overflowing.

The man's hands hanging by his side were clenched into fists unconsciously, and his voice was so cold that he could shatter: "What exactly is Mr. Shang trying to say?"

"I know an expert in this field. The patient who has passed through his hands has been paralyzed for ten years and can get out of bed alive and well. Do you want to recommend it for Mr. Su?"

Su Jinyu listened to the man's words, the expression on his face went blank for a moment?

"What... what?"

"Didn't hear clearly?" Shang Yi raised his eyebrows.

"No...not..." Su Jinyu came back to his senses, bit the tip of his tongue hard to calm himself down, but the trembling in his voice revealed his emotions, "Is everything you said true?"

Shang Yi: "Naturally, I, Shang Yi, never exaggerate."

Paralyzed for ten years and still alive and kicking...

This sounded like a fantasy, but it gave Su Jinyu a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation.

He thought of the lonely figure of the man sitting in the wheelchair, and the inferiority complex and self-deprecation under the calm appearance when he talked about his legs, and his heart ached.

If given the chance... His legs have a chance to stand up...

Su Jinyu raised her head and looked at the man in front of her "swish", the light in her eyes was frighteningly bright: "What does Qiye want?"

As if a little surprised by his words, Shang Yi was slightly taken aback, and then he came back to his senses, a little wanting to laugh.

"I do not want anything."

Su Jinyu was suspicious.

Shang Yi met the man's gaze without changing his expression and looked at him: "I have already said it just now, I want to express my concern for Mr. Gu."

Su Jinyu still didn't believe it, Shang Yi took out a thin business card from his pocket and handed it over.

The string of gilded cursive English on it made his eyes hurt a little under the light of the corridor.

"This is the doctor's business card, you can contact him yourself."

"Next month, he will come to City A to give a lecture, so seize the opportunity."

The elevator door opened with a "ding", and the man walked in after saying this.

Su Jinyu stopped him: "Master Qi has to have a reason to help us."

"Reason?" The heroic man tilted his head slightly to think, and then smiled softly, "You are very similar to my friend Hong Xing, so I hope you can live happily. Is this reason enough?"

enough?

The elevator door closed slowly, Su Jinyu looked down at the business card in his hand, the sharp edge made his skin hurt, but he didn't let go.

Returning to the office in a daze, Su Jinyu gritted his teeth when he saw the man with his back facing him in front of the French window, and silently made a decision in his heart.

On the other side, Shang Yi, who came out of Gu's, received a call from his wife just as he got into the car.

Looking at the nicknames bouncing up and down on the phone screen, the brows of the man became gentle.

"Hello, Ali?"

However, it was not the cold voice of my lover on the other side of the phone, but the panic and helpless crying of my daughter.

"Father, Daddy has a headache and fainted..."

For a moment, the expression on the man's face was blank.

City B.

In the rainy weather, the man strode forward wrapped in steam.

The bodyguard in charge of Su Li's safety stood guard at the entrance of the hospital. When he saw him coming, he hurried forward with the umbrella in his hand.

"Master Seven."

Shang Yi's expression was tense like never before, and there was panic in his calm blue eyes that he hadn't even noticed.

"how is the situation?"

Bodyguard: "Still being rescued, the doctor said that the situation is not optimistic..."

The man staggered for a moment, and the assistant beside him supported him in time.

"Seven masters!"

Shang Yi stabilized his body, the knuckles of the assistant's hand were white and trembling.

"Take me there..."

The man closed his eyes fiercely, suppressing all the uneasiness, and his voice was hoarse.

In the dimly lit corridor, the atmosphere was heavy and suffocating.

The five-year-old little Bell sobbed softly while leaning against the nanny's arms.

"Qiye." The bodyguards beside him all stood up straight and lowered their heads to call out.

The little girl raised her head from the nanny's arms, and when she saw her father with a heavy face, she pursed her mouth, and big tears rolled down her face.

"Dad... woo woo..."

The little girl struggled to reach out from the nanny's arms towards the man, and Shang Yi hugged her.

"Dad, Daddy..."

Shang Yi tightly hugged the soft body in his arms, looked up at the operating light in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Daddy will be fine."

"Hmm..." Little Bell nodded with tears in her eyes.

Time passed by, Shang Yi was sitting on the bench in the corridor with the little bell in his arms, his eyes were fixed on the closed door, his body was already tense to the extreme.

When the operating light went off, Shang Yi hugged the person in his arms tightly and sat up straight.

A doctor in a white coat came out of the operating room wearing a mask.The man got up holding the little bell, his eyes fell on the other party, he opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

The doctor took off the mask on his face and looked at the person in front of him with unstoppable exhaustion on his face.

"The condition is temporarily stable."

In a word, almost all the strength in Shang Yi's body was taken away.