Hu Meizi

one hundred and six.

Xie Tang didn't go to the office this morning. He took care of some of today's matters in advance last night, and went to the hospital to see Sun Du in the morning.

But in fact, it was only a little less than two hours in the morning.He goes at eight o'clock and needs to leave before ten o'clock.

Since Xie Tang said that everything is business as usual, Assistant Zhou can only order the arrangement to submit evidence step by step, and invite scholars and lawyers in evidence verification to explain the debate together.There is no need for Xie Tang to do more supervision, Assistant Zhou will arrange it, he only needs to control a big rhythm.

Of course, that's what I said, but it doesn't mean that Xie Tang can be a hands-off shopkeeper.

Xie Tang came to the hospital with neither flowers nor fruit.

Sun Du's ward was also clean, and no one gave him flowers, fruit baskets, or other tonics.

It's not that Sun Du is not popular, but that Xie Tang does not allow anyone other than him to approach this floor of this private hospital.Every day, several teams of bodyguards took turns guarding the hospital, and the medicines carts pushed by the nurses had to be checked again, which frightened many little girls, and the dean's head was almost bald.

But people who can't stand it pay a lot of money, and their private hospital really serves this type of people.

Xie Tang came, changed into a sterile suit, and went into Sun Du's ward.

Xie Tang stood and looked at Sun Du who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. His face was very pale, not the gentle whiteness like the white porcelain in the past, but a lifeless whiteness like the inferior white wall.On the whole bed, his raven black hair spread out, and his drooping eyelashes were so glaringly white in his eyes—even his lips were white, and the bright red in the corners of his eyes had long since calmed down.

Now is the fifth day of Sun Du's coma, because the bullet's location is close to the heart, although the 48-hour dangerous period has passed, the doctor also said that the problem should not be serious, but how long it takes to wake up depends on each person's different body constitution.

Xie Tang sat on a chair beside her.

The ward was very white, and there was no other sound except the ticking of the instruments.Fearing that the cold wind would come in and freeze Sun Du, the colorful people outside stayed outside the window obediently.

Xie Tang took out a notebook and a pen, and he looked at Sun Du on the bed.

His breathing was still very weak, even the rise and fall of his chest was very small.

Xie Tang stared at Sun Dufa for a while.

But he has always been expressionless, even if he is in a daze, others will only think that he is thinking deeply.

When he was in college and participated in Groupwork and had to communicate with his peers, he couldn't understand the excitement of the peers when exchanging opinions, so he often lost his mind like this.

This trick has been tried and tested time and time again. Others thought he was thinking about problems and rarely disturbed him.

After staring blankly for a while, Xie Tang lowered his head and put on his glasses.

He started to open the pen and write something in the notebook.

The notebook he brought was a black soft cowhide notebook with an old-school design, and a small button strap on the opening to allow people to close the notebook.

Xie Tang stopped writing, and looked up at Sun Du who was on the hospital bed from time to time. After staring for a while, he lowered his head and continued writing.

At the beginning, he had no desire to communicate, so his attending physician suggested that he write a diary every day to record his mood. He kept this way for several years. Later, after he understood the fear and fell in love with extreme sports, It is rare to have the habit of keeping a diary.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, he turned out this diary and continued to write.

Xie Tang's diary is very messy. The language he uses is not single. It is often English mixed with German mixed with French, and sometimes a few Chinese characters pop up from time to time.

No one can read it.

Xie Tang wrote a few sentences and then erased them. He repeatedly wrote and looked at Sun Du, then erased a few more sentences and continued to write.

When Xie Tang finally finished writing today's diary, he looked up at Sun Du again.

Sun Du still didn't wake up.

So Xie Tang was stunned for a while.

His dark blue eyes were looking straight at Sun Du's direction, his brows and eyes were full of indifference, and his expression was as calm and indifferent as ever.But if Sun Du woke up and saw Xie Tang like this, he would definitely see the blankness behind the frost in Xie Tang's eyes.

Still he didn't wake up.

The medical equipment next to it made beeping sounds from time to time.

Xie Tang put away his pen and notebook, and sat for a while.

It wasn't until the bodyguard outside the door knocked on the door a few times that Xie Tang came back to his senses.

This is Assistant Li, who arranged the itinerary, reminding him through the bodyguard that it is time to leave here and enter the planned activities below.

Xie Tang stood up, and he stepped forward to gently put Sun Du's hand outside the quilt into the quilt.

Sun Du's hands were still as soft and delicate as ever. He applied hand cream every morning and night, and his skin was maintained so that it was soft and tender.

Xie Tang covered him with the quilt, and looked at him a few more times, seeing that he was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, so he didn't do anything else, and walked out slowly.

Xie Tang closed the door of the ward, and a bodyguard came up, "Sir, there is a Mr. Du at the door."

Xie Tang looked at the bodyguard in front of him expressionlessly, and the bodyguard did not dare to look up with some anxiety.

After a while, Xie Tang looked away, and he hummed as he understood.

Then he walked towards the door, the bodyguard breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly followed him.

Xie Tang had tall and long legs, when he walked quickly through the corridor, a corner of his black overcoat was lifted up by him.

"Mr. Xie—" As soon as Xie Tang came out, he saw Du Shaoyu smiling at the door.

He was wearing a thick dark brown windbreaker, and today he seemed to have come alone, and there was no one else around him.

Xie Tang looked at him coldly, "Mr. Du."

They stood at the door of this floor, one face was as cold as the snow in January, and the other smiled like the warm sun in March, the momentum of the two of them did not seem to be any higher.

"This doesn't seem like a good place to talk about things," Du Shaoyu looked around, then looked at Xie Tang with a smile and said.

Xie Tang didn't follow his words, "I'm sorry," he looked at Du Shaoyu and said, "Mr. Du, I still have other things to do."

The implication is naturally, I don't have much time to spend with you, so just talk about anything.

Du Shaoyu raised his eyebrows and didn't care much about Xie Tang's rejection, but it also showed an attitude.

Du Shaoyu shrugged, "Actually, it's not a big deal," he said, "It's just that I found that there seems to be some misunderstanding between me and Mr. Xie."

Xie Tang stared at him with no movement in his eyes, as cold as if he was staring at an inanimate object rather than a person.

"Mr. Xie also knows that I am a businessman and I only like investments with returns," Du Shaoyu continued with a smile. The stock is not unusual."

He seemed to be a little helpless and raised his glasses, "The troublesome thing is that a small investment I made some time ago seems to have caused trouble to Mr. Xie." Du Shaoyu spread his hands, as if he had compromised on something, " For this reason, I am willing to give up this small investment to resolve the misunderstanding between Mr. Xie and me."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Xie Tang with a smile, he had already said it very clearly, and he believed that Xie Tang also knew what he meant.

Xie Tang glanced at Du Shaoyu who was smiling gently in front of him.

"You made a mistake, Mr. Du," he said flatly.

Xie Tang looked up at Du Shaoyu, "It was never me who was your enemy."

"Oh?" Du Shaoyu asked with great interest, "I would like to hear the details."

Xie Tang replied, "It's Sun Du."

The ice and snow between Xie Tang's brows was icy, he looked at Du Shaoyu who was slightly astonished, and showed no superfluous expression.

Du Shaoyu was only stunned for a moment, and then he laughed again.

"It was really unexpected," he said.

As if he didn't care about Xie Tang's answer, he said with some emotion, "I've been with Dudu for more than four years, but I didn't expect him to be such a person."

He said, maybe it was a problem with the lighting, a cold light happened to flash on the lens, which made the polite smile on the corner of his mouth a bit weird.

Xie Tang was not choked by Du Shaoyu's ambiguous words with Sun Du.

He glanced at Du Shaoyu calmly.

"I'm also very surprised," Xie Tang said quietly, without any ups and downs in his tone.

"We wasted four years of him, you don't know him yet," he said.

Du Shaoyu still looked at Xie Tang with a smile on his face.

Only this time, Du Shaoyu didn't say anything.