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After reading all the records, the doctor looked at Song Xiu with some sympathy, and said, "Your stomach... If you continue, it is likely to be perforated. Be careful yourself. How old are you? The body is made like this?"

Song Xiu laughed and said, "I usually have a lot of entertainment..."

"No matter how much you entertain, you have to pay attention to your body. Do you want to die? If you lose your life, what's the use of asking for more money? Let me tell you, if you continue like this, your body will be exhausted sooner or later." Seeing Song Xiu's appearance, the doctor was furious, and he said, "I'm not trying to scare you, I'm just telling you how serious this matter is... If you go on like this, there's no guarantee that your stomach will change. .”

Song Xiu responded and said, "Okay, I will pay attention."

"You still need an operation on your stomach..." the doctor shook his head, and while telling him about the operation, he said, "I have seen many people like you, pursuing all kinds of things, but they didn't put their body In my heart, but have you ever thought that if something goes wrong with your body, the most sad thing is not you, but the people who love you.”

Song Xiu lowered his eyes, and after he responded, he said, "Okay."

After the doctor left, Song Xiu looked at the time and asked the secretary to push back everything. By the way, he asked Song Yue to follow him all the time. First, to prevent him from playing around and delaying the college entrance examination. Some are looking for trouble, he must protect his younger brother.

The operation was scheduled for the next morning. Song Xiu didn't say anything to anyone. After he signed the consent form for the operation, he followed the procedure. He was very silent all the time. The silent little nurse felt distressed and asked, "Your family knows you Is there an operation? Are they too busy?"

Song Xiu responded with a smile and said, "Minor surgery."

On the day of the operation, everyone else had their family members waiting outside, but when he was having the operation, the outside was empty and there was no one there. The company was still running according to his arrangement. Song Yue was sitting in the classroom studying, no one knew There is another person lying in the operating room at the moment. The scalpel cut open his abdomen, and blood gushes out. No one knows whether he is in pain or not, and no one even notices that he is gone.

When he woke up, he couldn't move because of the pain in his waist and abdomen, and his mobile phone was beside him. He looked at the missed calls on it, and found that it was from the secretary, so he braced himself and made a call. Asked from the opposite side, "Mr. Song, the young master came to the company this morning and said he had something to do with you."

After Song Xiu responded in a low voice, he asked, "Are you free recently?"

"Ah?" The secretary didn't understand Song Xiu's consciousness at once, but heard him say, "You come to the hospital later, the twelfth floor of the inpatient department...don't tell anyone."

When the secretary heard that the voice was not right, he quickly said, "Okay."

After all, Song Xiu is his boss. If something happened to Song Xiu, his work would also have problems. The secretary hurried to the hospital, and met Song Yue who was about to leave the hospital on the way. Song Yue frowned and asked, " What are you doing here? Aren't you always with my brother...with Song Xiu? What about others?"

The secretary had a little understanding of what Song Xiu and Song Yue had seen, but he didn't know much, so he didn't dare to say anything more, but said, "Mr. Song has something to do recently, so he can't come to the company."

He didn't dare to say that Song Xiu might be in the hospital. After all, there seemed to be something wrong with the relationship between the brothers, and people were separated from each other. Who could say what would happen?

When Song Yue heard the words, he responded lightly, "Yes."

When the secretary rushed to the hospital according to the address given by Song Xiu, when he opened the door, he saw Song Xiu lying on the hospital bed with a pale face. The secretary was startled and said, "President Song..."

"I had a minor operation, you can find a nurse for me." Song Xiu just woke up not long ago, his body was still very tired, he managed to pull himself together, and said, "In the past few days, you have to deal with the company's affairs. Report to me..."

The secretary was a little worried, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's like this after the operation, it will be fine in two days, by the way... Don't let Song Yue know about this, he is going to take the college entrance examination now, don't let him be distracted by these things anymore." Song Yue Xiu said in a hoarse voice.

His voice was extremely hoarse, and his voice was so soft that the secretary felt distressed when he heard it.

The doctor said that he would be hospitalized for half a month, but Song Xiu couldn't afford to delay half a month. When he was in the hospital for the seventh day, he couldn't live anymore. Many things were piled up. , the company has a lot of troubles, Song Xiu must solve them all.

Song Yue hasn't seen Song Xiu since that day, but Song Yue doesn't care about it. He lives at school and at home every day. Occasionally, the nanny at home asks, "Little Young Master, Eldest Young Master hasn't come back for a long time."

Song Yue just responded lazily and didn't take it to heart.

When I went out to eat with Qin Kun and the others at night, Qin Kun suddenly asked, "I heard that your brother hasn't been to work in the company recently, something is not right, your brother is a workaholic, that posture...is really terrible, Are you ready to rest now?"

"Who knows?" Song Yue sneered, and said, "I have never understood what he wants to do, and I don't bother to care about him. He can do whatever he likes, and die soon. most."

"Speaking of this matter," Qin Kun thought for a while, and said, "You will have an exam in a few days, and your brother doesn't care about you?"

"It's best for him not to appear in front of me. If I see him, I don't even want to go to the exam room." Song Yue sneered, and said immediately, "If he really wants me to get a good grade in the exam, then the last thing is Find a corner quietly and never appear in front of me... As soon as I saw him, I remembered those things..."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Qin Kun didn't dare to bring up this topic anymore. He just raised his glass and said, "Come on. Leave him alone, let's drink."

Song Yue was drunk at night and was sent back by the driver. Just as he entered the door, he saw the nanny standing by the door with a troubled face. Song Yue regained consciousness instantly. He frowned, and the nanny said helplessly, "Little Young master, you are about to take the college entrance examination, why are you still drinking?"

"What's wrong with me drinking?" Song Yue said with a smile, "I can do whatever I want, can others control me?"

He didn't say this to the nanny. He walked towards the living room and saw Song Xiu sitting on the sofa. Song Xiu seemed to be thinner, but his eyes were full of anger, and Song Yue subconsciously took a step back. , and immediately said, "Don't look at me like this, what are you?"

"Do you know that you are about to take the college entrance examination?" Song Xiu suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "The college entrance examination is only four days away. You go out to drink now, don't you want to take the exam?"

"Why do you teach me? Who are you to me?" Song Yue pointed to Song Xiudao, "It's not the first day I've been drinking. When I was drinking a few days ago, I didn't see you coming to teach me, neither Seeing that you are in a hurry... What kind of good person are you now? What kind of good brother? Who are you acting for?"

Song Xiu's face turned pale slightly, he took a deep breath, and said, "Take a bath and go to sleep immediately."

"I'm tired of you looking like this, Song Xiu, can you look in the mirror and see how disgusting your hypocrisy is!" Song Yue staggered a little, and supported the table , he said, "This family...is no longer a family. You know the reason better than me. What capacity are you using to teach me a lesson now?"

Song Xiu was silent for a while, and he said, "I had something to do a few days ago... I just came back today."

"Don't explain this to me, who wants to know this?" Song Yue smiled, pointed at Song Xiu, and said, "This is my home, not yours...you are my enemy, you know? You There is no right to continue living in this house! Why do you want to come back! Why do you want me to see you! Can't you stay outside?! Why do you want me to see you!"

The emotion that had been suppressing Song Yue for a long time suddenly broke out at this moment. He threw all the glasses on the table to the ground. Song Xiu glanced at the nanny and said, "Go back and rest first."

Seeing that the nanny left, Song Xiu went up to stop Song Yue, and said, "There are still four days, hold on."

"You only let me take the college entrance examination. Why do you ask me to do this or that? I also ask you for one thing, okay? Will you promise me?" Song Yue looked at Song Xiu, and he leaned forward suddenly, smiling He said, "You are going to die, okay? You are going to die, can you return my parents to me?"

Song Xiu looked at Song Yue seriously, and after a while, he suddenly said hoarsely, "Okay."

His eyes were too serious, Song Yue's complexion changed slightly, a trace of pain flashed quickly in his eyes, and then he suppressed it again, and said with a sneer, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

He turned around and was about to leave. Song Xiu was behind him and said, "Even if you hate me again, you have to think about yourself. After five years, everything will be yours. If I promise you, I will definitely will do."

"Your rhetoric is sincere." Song Yue sneered, and left without turning his head. He didn't see Song Xiu behind him stretching out his hand to cover his waist and abdomen, and the corner of his shirt was faintly stained. Some blood stains, very obvious, are gradually expanding. Song Xiu gave a low cough, raised his hand and indifferently wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, retched in a low voice, then squatted down, and wiped the fragments on the carpet little by little. After tidying up, it was thrown into the trash can.

He wrote the words "glass shards" on a post-it note and pasted it on the plastic bag to prevent the cleaning staff from scratching their hands.

His expression was extremely gentle.

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