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"It's gone..."

Shen Yu looked hesitant, as if he didn't understand what Wang Xiaoxiao said, he swallowed with difficulty, his light-colored eyes were like glass that was about to shatter, he stared blankly at Wang Xiaoxiao, repeated :

"Smile, what do you mean by missing?"

Wang Xiaoxiao gripped tightly.

As soon as she grasped Shen Yu's hand, she was frozen cold for an instant, as if she couldn't even rub it to warm it up.

She said in a panic: "Brother Shen, Brother Shen, don't be like this, you can't say that Aunt Ming just went... to play cards, yes, he is already playing cards! Isn't he his favorite game of cards? I'll just ask you!"

Wang Xiaoxiao hastily grabbed the phone that fell under the seat.

Shen Yu leaned back on the backrest in a daze.

The backrest was soft and the air conditioner in the car was suitable, but he felt as if he was outside the car in the pouring rain, his whole body was cold and stiff.

Ming Meiran... Don't want him anymore?

If he just went to play cards and was as careful as Li Chenfei, it would be absolutely impossible to confirm with Wang Xiaoxiao that Mei Ran had disappeared with such an urgent tone.

Where can she go?

She has been living in this place since ten years ago.

I don't know what Ming Meiran thinks, no matter how much she hates Shen Yu, she has never left. The precarious mother-child relationship between the two of them is like a high bridge walking on a rope. Difficult to survive.

So now, Ming Meiran didn't want to see him again, so she didn't even mention it, didn't even ask him for money, and left?alone?

Shen Yu was suddenly out of breath.

Since he went to beg a man four years ago, he has always wanted to live. They all don't like him and want him to die, but he himself has to struggle to live.

But now, he suddenly felt that everything had no motivation.

"wrong--"

The absent-minded young man suddenly murmured, "No, smile, this is not right."

He grabbed Wang Xiaoxiao's hand, just as the car stopped, the driver braked.

He was already full of doubts about the two celebrities and their assistants behind him, and even felt that Wang Xiaoxiao lied to him that the little celebrity had pimples on his face, maybe the real reason was something wrong with his brain!

The driver didn't want to listen to these babbling words, and he was the one who couldn't speak out and panicked.

Just arrived at the place, he pulled the brakes politely, turned around and said to the two people behind: "It's here, 100 yuan, do you need help?"

Shen Yu came back to his senses a little bit, he reluctantly thanked: "Thank you, no need."

"Hey, that's good."

The driver happily agreed.

Wang Xiaoxiao was very worried about Shen Yu's situation. It was still raining outside. She told the driver to wait a moment, and then quickly dialed the familiar number on her mobile phone.

In addition to mental problems, Ming Meiran also has a not-so-small problem, which is a rare genetic disease.

And Wang Xiaoxiao felt uneasy when Shen Yu insisted on coming to the third hospital, because Ming Meiran's attending doctor was in the third hospital, or only in the third hospital.

Ming Meiran should have been the only one who had this disease. Wang Xiaoxiao also learned about it by chance a year ago. At that time, Shen Yu was called by a man to attend a party by his side. Wang Xiaoxiao visited Ming Meiran instead of him, and sent him something.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a twisted woman on the floor.

It was also a coincidence that day, the detective asked for leave in the afternoon, Wang Xiaoxiao was alone, and was almost frightened by Ming Meiran's posture.

Shen Yu inherited Ming Meiran's fair skin. Both their mother and son have cold fair skin, and their blood vessels are also light blue. They usually look magnificent and mysterious.

But at that time, Ming Meiran's exposed skin was covered with blue veins, which looked like some kind of fatal runes, and one even wondered if blood would ooze out in the next second.

Wang Xiaoxiao quickly contacted Shen Yu with shaking hands, and it was from that time that Wang Xiaoxiao knew that Ming Meiran also had a rare genetic disease, which had no cure but could only be suppressed.

So when Shen Yu came to the Third Hospital this time, she almost didn't dare to think about the reason behind it.

Shen Yu has suffered enough, why do good people always have a bad life.

Wang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but gritted his teeth and felt aggrieved.

She also contacted the attending doctor, an acquaintance of Shen Yu.

Song He came out very quickly. He was not on duty today and had no patients on hand, so he rushed out as soon as he received the call, holding a few spare umbrellas from the hospital.

He is a man who is nearly forty years old, with a gentle and elegant temperament, and he looks very kind. When he saw Shen Yu being help out of the car by Wang Xiaoxiao, the doctor immediately tightened his long eyebrows.

He took over, and Shen Yu was limp all over, unable to exert any strength at all.

This disease falls within the scope of blood diseases, and Song He has not been able to research a solution, but in recent years, Shen Yu has controlled it very well, and it is rare to cause it like this today.

His voice is rare and serious: "Cha Gen, you have to control your emotions, now."

Shen Yu smiled wryly.

He really wanted to control himself, but he couldn't.

Shen Tu's unknown debt, and Ming Meiran's disappearance, just two things together can make him completely unbearable.

The only related people in his life are almost all involved. Shen Yu wants to cut off these connections, but he can only think about it. Maybe he can stay rational and calm about what Shen Tu did, but it involves Ming Mei. Ran, he couldn't be rational anymore.

Song He had Shen Yu's special treatment room in the hospital, and it was actually such a coincidence that one of the Zong family's resident doctors was the dean of the third hospital and Song He's mentor before retiring.

Because of this, Song He knew the relationship between Shen Yu and Zong Wuye a long time ago.

Originally, he thought that this bizarre genetic disease of the Ming family would finally have the opportunity to study in depth. After all, he belonged to Zong Wuye, and the research funds that ordinary people regarded as sky-high research funds were just a drop in the bucket for Zong Wuye.

Even if only a strand of hair is exposed, it is fully enough to support this case study, but Shen Yu never seems to have mentioned this matter to that person.

The thunder roared again, and the raindrops that hit the ground had become the size of a spoon.

Shen Yu sat in the consultation room, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent.

Because he had just entered the air-conditioned room from the rain curtain, there was still a weird blush on his cheeks.

All in all, it looks extremely unhealthy.

Song He's expression became more and more serious, the situation was extreme, he had no choice but to ask Shen Yu to take the medicine first, check some basic items, and the result was very bad, even worse than the last time.

Song He kept a straight face, looked behind his glasses at Shen Yu, and didn't suggest any personal feelings:

"If it continues to be this serious, Hua Tuo will not be able to save you. Cha Gen, you have to control your emotions. Now the only thing we have found that can affect the disease is this. You—— the best way ..."

"Do not."

Shen Yu answered decisively, and he smiled with the corners of his mouth: "It's okay, thank you."

Song He's expression was gloomy. Seeing Shen Yu's resolute refusal, he could only sigh and turn to leave.

Shen Yu's illness was at its most serious stage four years ago, and Song Hexia was even notified of his critical illness at one point.

But at that time, Zong Chu was aggressively seizing power and expanding overseas markets. He spent more than half of a month abroad, and did not ask anyone to "watch over" Shen Yu at the beginning. As for the later period, Shen Yu only came two or three times a year. Therefore, Shen Yu's illness has been perfectly hidden until now, and he has never discovered it.

As for Song He's failure to report, it was completely adhering to a doctor's first priority, with the patient's privacy as the first priority.

By mistake, Zong Chu never asked about Shen Yu's abnormal symptoms. Ordinary examinations could not detect any abnormalities even when he was not sick. This matter has been kept secret for four years.

Shen Yu didn't say it at first because he didn't want to owe the man more.

Even if he doesn't know medical knowledge, he still knows that to study a disease that has almost never been done before, it will consume much more manpower and material resources than he never knows.

And then didn't say...

He didn't want to say it.

Song He never let him know the cure rate of this disease.

Even because of the complete uncontrollability of the cause and intensity of the onset, every time it may become a fatal existence.

If there was a day, he didn't want the man to keep thinking about this matter, as if he was counting his own death, even if it might just be his own sentimentality.

Shen Yu smiled wryly.

In fact, now it seems that he may have thought too much about everything.

"Boom boom boom——"

Before Song He could go out, the door was knocked impatiently and tentatively.

Song He paused for a while when he was packing his things. His expression was not very good. After all, any patient who had just been notified to take a break would come to him with something in the next second, and the doctor's expression was not much better.

Shen Yu tried his best to smile at him, the dilated blood vessels after taking the medicine had gradually become dormant, at least those intermittent pains were tolerable, and his sanity had recovered a little.

Shen Yu lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were quietly lowered, blocking the thoughts in his eyes.

Ming Meiran has no reason to leave, and she has no reason not to ask him for a sum of money before leaving.

Her daily expenses are not low, Shen Yu never asked too much, as long as she wanted it, she would give it directly within her ability, perhaps because of this, when the two of them saw each other occasionally, Ming Meiran would still give him a smiling face.

In this relationship, how could she leave without saying goodbye?

"Come in, the patient is emotionally unstable, if there is anything less important, try to postpone it."

Song He opened the door.

Wang Xiaoxiao was the first to bear the brunt, and immediately rushed towards Shen Yu with the bag in his hand, but stopped half a meter away from him very carefully, fearing that the cold air on his body would be contaminated.

Shen Yu seemed to be in better condition, Wang Xiaoxiao was reluctant to relax, but when she thought of Li Chenfei who barged in with a gloomy face just now, she suddenly became depressed again.

She suppressed her crying voice and asked, "Brother Shen, are you feeling better?

"

Shen Yu bent the corner of his mouth and said "it's okay" to her, followed by Li Chenfei.

He hung up the phone and hurried over to the hospital, his hair was still covered with rain, his sleeves were also wet, and he looked dusty.

Li Chenfei's complexion was very bad. When he saw Shen Yu, he forced a smile, and seemed not to know how to speak.

Shen Yu's heart sank.

He looked up at Li Chenfei, and said softly, "Brother Li, tell me, she..."

Song He had already gone out first, and closed the door by the way.

Shen Yu seems gentle, but he is actually more stubborn than anyone else.

No one can stop what he has decided to do, even threatening him with his life has no effect. After all, since four years ago, while struggling hard, he has never tried to fight against a possible change of fate.

The medicine Shen Yu took was a "special medicine" that could quickly suppress the pain, but because it was not targeted enough, not only could it not cure the disease, but in fact, every time it was used, it was considered to be damaging the body's foundation.

Li Chenfei didn't know anything about Shen Yu's illness. He just knew that he was in poor health. Zong Chu looked at him very strictly. I just thought he was cold.

As for the news I just heard...

Li Chenfei licked his dry lips. He looked at the desperate young man on the sofa with dim eyes, and really didn't know how to speak.

"Brother Li, what's the matter?"

Li Chenfei's expression and movements all had a kind of depressive urgency, which made Shen Yu feel out of breath.

He couldn't help but began to diverge in a bad direction, his fingers gradually clenched, and his slender white joints protruded with force.

Li Chenfei gritted his teeth, before he could say anything, Wang Xiaoxiao couldn't bear it anymore.

She quickly said: "Brother Shen, Aunt Ming should be... probably taken away by the fifth master."

fifth master?

Shen Yu was stunned for a second, "Sir—Mr. took away..."

What does it mean?

Shen Yu looked at Wang Xiaoxiao in confusion, then shifted his gaze to Li Chenfei tremblingly.

Wang Xiaoxiao stared at her eyes: "He is committing a crime! Brother Chen, don't be afraid, we will come to you—"

"Looking for the door? Don't be stupid."

Li Chenfei wiped his face.

His chest was heaving, and he looked at Wang Xiaoxiao grimly, as if he had turned back to the unsmiling "manager" before, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Do you think the lawyer team raised by the Zong family eats shit?"

Wang Xiaoxiao choked, and she said angrily, "Then what shall we do?"

Shen Yu suddenly interrupted them: "Why do you say Mr.?"

He had no reason to take Ming Meiran away.

Zong Chu's malice and dislike for Ming Meiran are obvious. Tolerating Shen Yu to see her in private in the past four years is already the biggest bottom line.

Now that he has left, why does Zong Chu want to take Ming Meiran away?

Shen Yu closed his eyes tightly, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.

Li Chenfei paused for a moment. He took a cigarette but didn't smoke it. He circled around like a headless fly twice. He stepped on the floor heavily with his heels. After a long time, he smashed the cigarette onto the ground.

"He wasn't hiding at all - people around saw that it was a group of people in black who took her away."

Li Chenfei raised his head, his expression was a bit tangled: "Shen Yu...are you and Fifth Master getting along well?"

Wang Xiaoxiao said decisively: "Impossible!"

Everyone can see that Shen Yu cares about Zong Chu. They have been together for four years, and Zong Chu's bad habits, if he doesn't really like him, who can bear it for four years?

Li Chenfei just looked at Shen Yu.

He actually suspected it at that moment. After all, Zong Chu regarded Shen Yu as extremely important before. If nothing else, at least he managed it strictly enough to guard against death. Shen Yu must have won his favor, and the relationship was not long or short. After four years, the Zong family didn't need to spend a lot of money to support him, so how could it be possible to just take him away.

Li Chenfei even wondered now, is it... It wasn't Zong Chu who asked people to leave the relationship between these two people, but Shen Yu?

If Shen Yuti left...

Thinking of the rumors about Zong Chu's methods, Li Chenfei couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Damn!"

If it's true, he wouldn't be so cruel to someone who has been with him for four years!What does Ming Meiran mean to Shen Yu? Can the Fifth Master of the Zong not know!

of course.

Perhaps it was precisely because he knew that, that's why he slashed at the most ruthless place.

Shen Yu didn't speak.

He opened his eyes, but felt that he could neither see nor hear anything.

Not going well, not just going wrong, it can almost be called tearing face.

But at that time, he only thought that what Zong Chu said was angry.

Like four years ago.

Zong Chu said, let him beg to go back.

Shen Yu's lips moved suddenly, "...Smile, where's my phone number? I'll make a call...ask sir."

The facts were right in front of his eyes, but Shen Yu didn't want to believe it. His fingertips were trembling, but he pressed the number that had been deeply engraved in his heart with a stubborn expression.

As long as Zong Chu says it's not him...

He will definitely believe it.

Shen Yu stared at the dark corner of the wall as if grasping at the last straw.

Zong Chu has a private number, but usually the general secretary is in charge of it. After screening the identity of the caller, he will continue to ask for instructions. It will not be in Zong Chu's hands until the third floor. Almost no one can get through Zong Chu for the first time. Chu's phone.

But this time, it worked.

There was a buzzing sound of rain on the phone, and there was the wailing despair that was unique to hospitals and could not be stopped in the consulting room.

Neither of the two spoke.

"Crack - crack"

There was another round of lightning and thunder, and outside the gate of the third courtyard, five black Maybachs were parked in the center. In the front car, the man in the back seat looked up sinisterly.

His strong wrists and arms with protruding joints were raised by his ears, and his thin lips curled up: "Chagen, you are late."

"Boom—"

The man's hoarse voice was mixed with thunder and exploded in the receiver. Shen Yu was at a loss for a moment. He clenched his five fingers holding the phone tightly one by one, and called out the name he had been calling for four years in a hoarse voice:

"gentlemen--"

As soon as Shen Yu's inaudible voice sounded, Zong Chu's brows were suddenly lowered, and the brows became more violent.

The low air pressure emanating from the man made even the well-trained driver start to tremble uncontrollably.

Zong Chu's breathing became three degrees heavier, he didn't speak, his gloomy gaze pierced through the glass film, and landed on the main entrance of the hospital where people were coming and going.

His people are inside.

It's only been a month, and the young man's voice is so soft that it seems that it will be broken in a second. Except four years ago, Zong Chu has never heard Shen Yu make such a voice...on the verge of despair.

He even had a moment of great suspicion.

Is he right?

But in the next second, the veins on the back of the man's hand burst out.

Shen Yu would only contact Ming Meiran and those trash from the Shen family when he was involved.

Since his people don't know what to do, they should teach him a deep-rooted lesson, let him learn to be a little bit better, and never have the idea of ​​leaving him again.

Zong Chu lowered his eyelids, he looked at the hospital, and twirled his dark thumbs between his fingers. Before the regret and turning back had time to show up, he was pressed back again, and he laughed twice:

"Chagen, I haven't seen you for a day, and this is the only sentence you said to me?"

The man's voice is as familiar as ever, and there is a unique intimacy in the deep, the word 'tea root', which Zong Chu has milled tens of thousands of times in four years.

It was just a sentence, Shen Yu's lips murmured, and then trembled violently.

The moisture in his eyes instantly rose, and he could no longer see a place clearly.

Shen Yu felt that there was no pain in his body. He took a deep breath, grasped the position of his heart with his fingers, and curled himself up.

"Brother Shen!"

"Shen Yu, calm down!"

The urgent voices of Wang Xiaoxiao and Li Chenfei came to the receiver, and Zong Chu's movements of grinding and pulling his fingers stopped abruptly. Hearing Shen Yu's painful low panting, his expression became more gloomy, and he almost couldn't help rushing in immediately.

Shen Yu didn't pay attention to anyone's voice. In fact, he could only and only wanted to hear that person's answer.

He closed his eyes, resting his forehead on his curled knees, as if he was about to grab the last straw, put the phone in his folded palm, and asked quietly:

"Sir, did you give Shen Tu the money? Ming Meiran... did you take it away?"

The phone buzzed for a while, as if the man over there was loose and didn't hold it properly, but in the next second, the man's laughing voice sounded through the receiver: "Honey, you finally found out, huh? You're smart, this award—let's Let me think about it, what kind of reward do you want, you can talk about it, Cha Gen, well said, maybe I will allow it."

Shen Yu pinched his arms, his eyes were blindfolded on his legs, and he could only see a boundless darkness.

Four years ago, he rescued him from despair. Four years later, he finally pushed him back into the suffocating deep sea with his own hands.

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(Source of this book: Dragon Phoenix Internet)