Mr. Lu was heartbroken after I left

I don't know how long I stayed here, the closed door finally opened.

Lu Beiye's heart was trembling, he said hoarsely, "Doctor..."

The doctor sighed and took off the mask, "It seems to be fine for the time being."

Before Lu Beiye could heave a sigh of relief, the doctor went on to say, "Although he is in a coma, his condition is very unstable and he may need to be rescued at any time, and...the risk of becoming a vegetable in the future is also very high."

Lu Beiye suddenly felt that the sky was about to collapse.

The doctor shook his head and walked around him.

He stood there, even when Xu Zhuoyang was pushed away from him, he didn't respond, and his whole body had changed a lot.

If Xu Zhuoyang didn't make it through, what would he do...

Assistant Yan saw such a boss for the first time. In his impression, this person is calm and calm at all times, and he doesn't care about anything. Even if the project is lost or the company is in crisis, he has never seen him. Crashed like this moment.

He looked at the message sent from his mobile phone, and stepped forward hesitantly, "Boss, there is news from Wei Qing's side. The monitoring of the road section where Mr. Xu's accident happened has been called out."

Lu Beiye closed his eyes and didn't answer. Assistant Yan put the phone back and whispered, "Mr. Xu crashed the car into the guardrail..."

Lu Beiye's voice was weak, "I see."

He was helped out of the intensive care unit. Assistant Yan asked him if he would take a look, but he shook his head and refused.

How dare he go in...

How could he have the courage to face him lying on the hospital bed...

Through the window, his eyes were fixed on the unconscious Xu Zhuoyang inside, and every fluctuation on the electrocardiogram beside him could affect his emotions.

Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes unknowingly, and he looked at the person lying quietly inside, feeling like a knife was twisting his heart.

No matter how much he owns, they are just dead objects, and the only person who can stay with him is Xu Zhuoyang, but, Ayang, are you leaving me too...

He silently made many promises in his heart.

As long as he wakes up, he will never force him to do anything again, as long as he wakes up, he will never say those hurtful words again, as long as he wakes up, he will love him well, as long as he wakes up...

As soon as he wakes up...

Many fantasies and memories were mixed together, and there was both sadness and regret in his heart, all of which made him difficult to breathe and dizzy.

Suddenly a "beep" broke the silent environment, he suddenly raised his head as if electrocuted, and the original ups and downs on the electrocardiogram had become a straight line.

The brain went blank for an instant, and the whole person fell into fear, "No...don't...please don't die...Ayang! Ayang! Live!"

The doctor led the staff into the intensive care unit, and he stood outside the door watching the rescue, with tears streaming from his eyes.

So what if he has money, he is just a pile of waste paper in front of life and death, so what can he enjoy no matter how much prestige he enjoys, he can't change Ayang's awakening in the hospital bed, he can only stand outside the door, no matter how he feels No matter how desperate the pain is, it is of no use at all.

He actually had the idea that as long as Xu Zhuoyang can wake up, he can give him anything in exchange, even if it means leaving him with nothing!

How he wished that the person lying there hanging by a thread was him...

Xu Zhuoyang didn't open his eyes for three whole days. The doctor said that although the dangerous period had passed, if he still didn't wake up today, he would be brain dead and he would never wake up again...

From the intensive care unit to the general ward, Lu Beiye has never left the hospital since he entered the hospital. The company doesn't bother to ask, and he doesn't answer any of the many calls from Yuan Yi. He doesn't want to bother with anyone now. I just want to stay by this person's side, watch him wake up, and know that he is safe.

These days, when he looked at that weak and quiet face, he always shed tears. He who had always felt that tears were useless, but this time he cried enough.

Neither the confession nor the promise in his ear can get the slightest response from that person.

The phone in his pocket rang, and he pressed it to hang up without thinking, but the man was urging him to die, over and over again.

He glanced at the name, and answered the phone helplessly, "Is there a problem with the company?"

In the office decorated in a black mamba style, the man was wearing a royal blue suit. He put down the proposal in his hand and replied, "No."

Meng Chuan stretched his waist and said boringly, "Xu Zhuoyang is still awake?"

Lu Beiye glanced at the man with closed eyes, and sighed, "Soon."

Meng Chuan raised his brows and said mockingly, "You said the same thing when I called you last time. I haven't woken up today. I guess it's enough. Let me see, you might as well find a caregiver to stay there."

Lu Beiye clenched his hands tightly, his joints creaking, "Such words are not pleasant, and I don't want to hear them from your mouth a second time."

The other side seemed very surprised, "Eh? Didn't you never pay attention to your lover? This Xu Zhuoyang is different, or is it because his face is especially cherished by you? Didn't that Yuan Yi return to China?"

Lu Beiye brushed Xu Zhuoyang's face, his eyes became a little sad, "Don't ask me about the matter between us, and don't call me if the company has nothing to do."

Meng Chuan roared, "Damn! I don't even pay you for Baigan's work, so can't you be gentle with me?!"

"I'll treat you to a roadside stall later, hang up."

"I'm worth a meal at the roadside stall! You're a week's worth of skin!"

Lu Beiye hung up the phone. Looking at Xu Zhuoyang lying on the hospital bed, he felt a little anxious.

He gently stroked his eyebrows, and said softly, "Ayang, you can't sleep anymore, if you sleep, you won't have the chance to stand on the stage again."

"Actually, what I said that day was all angry at you. How could you be unbearable in my heart? I am most fascinated by your radiant appearance on the screen."

"Ayang, can you wake up? Open your eyes and see, I beg you as a brother..."

He held his hand and put it on his forehead, his eyes gradually moistened.

Still no response, it's already afternoon, today is almost over, if you don't wake up, in the future...

He didn't even dare to think about it.

Outside the ward, Wei Qing wanted to knock on the door but was stopped by Yan Lang beside him.

"Don't go in, the boss's mood is obviously not right, so don't bother him about this crap."

Wei Qing frowned, a little displeased, "That man surnamed Sun dared to blame Mr. Lu. If he hadn't been so bold as to want to do something to Mr. Xu, how could such a thing have happened? Mr. Xu's life and death are uncertain now, he It’s like dying with a broken leg, and he’s asking for compensation, a lantern for his grandma!”

Yan Lang helplessly shook his head.

Among the brothers, Wei Qing liked Xu Zhuoyang the most. That day when he saw what the man surnamed Sun was going to do to Xu Zhuoyang, he was so angry that he almost went over his family tree.

The two were discussing here, when the door of the ward opened from the inside, Lu Beiye's eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body exuded a sense of decadence. He looked at the two people at the door and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wei Qing reported the matter again, but Lu Beiye's face remained unchanged, showing no emotion.

He reached out to take off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, took out the glasses cloth and carefully wiped the lenses on them, he sneered, and said viciously, "Compensation? I haven't had time to settle accounts with him before I have made my people like this. I couldn't wait to hit the muzzle of the gun."

Yan Lang was shocked by the hostility in his eyebrows, he could already imagine how miserable that man's fate would be...

Lu Beiye sighed, and his voice returned to calm, "What should you do? Look at the arrangements yourself, and buy some gifts for yourselves. After Ah Yang wakes up, I will personally go and "consolate" Mr. Sun."

The last sentence is very wordy, and the meaning is self-evident.

Looking at the smiling man in front of him, Yan Lang suddenly felt his hairs stand on end. Lu Beiye had put his eyes back on, and all his hostility was blocked by those gentle glasses, leaving only the hypocrisy With a smile, in his eyes is the oppressive tranquility before the storm, you will never be able to figure out his real thoughts.

Everyone around him knows that the glasses have no prescription, they are just a pair of plain glasses, an illusion used by him to cover up his violent side...

Those people who show their teeth and claws and say cruel words are not terrible, but they always wear a hypocritical mask and cannot penetrate their hearts? People who let people peep into their true emotions are the real horrors, because you never know what his purpose is What.

Yan Lang pursed his lips, and said hesitantly, "Boss, there is one more thing. The other day Mr. Xu got into a car accident and was recognized by passers-by and posted it on the Internet, but he was suppressed later."

Lu Beiye frowned slightly, "The company made it?"

"Ask Lan Lin, she said no."

Lu Beiye nodded, "I see."

Yan Lang took Wei Qing away, Lu Beiye closed the door, sat back on the bed again, looked at Xu Zhuoyang's silent face, physically and mentally exhausted.

"Ayang, don't sleep, open your eyes quickly, I will admit how you want to revenge me after waking up..."

-

Si Yan looked at the tablet in his hand, and the video on it was the surveillance video of the road where Xu Zhuoyang had an accident. He watched the blurry man in the video touching Xu Zhuoyang with his dirty forehand, his brows were furrowed, as if angry rise.

He sat on a chair with cold eyes.

If Xu Zhuoyang was present, he would definitely feel that the person in front of him was far from the boy in his memory. The sunny and cheerful boy was full of cold eyes at the moment. He was wearing a gentleman's white shirt, which outlined his firm and powerful figure. The black trousers made her legs straight, which was not half immature.

The face is still the same, but the momentum has completely changed, the temperament of the once youthful youth has faded, and the gestures and gestures are full of the calmness and elegance of the upper class.

People outside the study knocked on the door, Si Yan closed the tablet in his hand, "Come in."

A man in a black suit outside the door opened the door and entered the room. He lowered his head slightly, "Young Master, Master is very opposed to your entering the entertainment industry and filming. Master hopes that you will stop here. You have to distinguish which is more important."

Although his attitude was respectful, his tone could not be refused.