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Early the next morning, before the boy woke up, Yan Bei was already leaving. Today happened to be a holiday, so he had to go there early and follow his father to see how he made arrangements.
Looking at the boy who was still asleep, Yan Bei couldn't help showing a smile, leaned over carefully, and placed a light kiss on the boy's forehead.
Then leave.
The door was gently closed, and within five minutes, the sleeping person in the clothes opened his eyes and sat up in confusion.
"Yan Bei"
softly called his lover's name, but there was no response.
He Qing suddenly felt a little flustered, although he didn't know where the panic came from, so he cast his eyes on the note by the table.
¡¾Ah Qing, I bought breakfast for you, and I will bring you supper when I come back in the evening. ¡¿
Looking down at the vigorous and powerful handwriting, the panic in the young man's heart faded away, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth happily, and got up to wash.
Today is a day of rest, he can stay in the hospital for a longer time, and he can give his mother more massages.
The phone ran out of battery again, he left the phone in the bedroom to charge, packed up his things, thought about it, He Qing folded the note carefully, put it in his pocket as a treasure, and went out happily.
The sun is shining and everything is fine.
As usual, he bought his mother's favorite porridge downstairs in the hospital. When he passed the nurse's station with a smile on his face, Nurse Zhang was on the phone with a landline.
He Qing passed by her and said with a smile, "Sister Zhang, good morning."
The middle-aged nurse who was supposed to reply him good morning as before saw him, immediately put down the landline, and walked out of the nurse's station with a solemn expression.
"Ah Qing, I happened to be calling you just now, but I couldn't get through."
Seeing the expression on her face clearly, the young man looked helpless, "Sister Zhang, what's wrong?"
Seeing him like this, the nurse felt a little uncomfortable, this is still a child.
"Your mother, her condition suddenly deteriorated. The doctor is resuscitating her, and she is still in the operating room"
¡ª¡ªThe porridge fell to the ground and splashed on the white shoes.
He Qing's face paled instantly, "My mother, mother?"
"It was pretty good at first, but she woke up early today and was watching TV all the time, but when we made the ward rounds, we saw that something was wrong with her, so I rushed to the rescue"
"Ah Qing, don't worry, your mother has been recovering well, anyway hey"
The nurse wanted to comfort him, but she didn't know what to say to him. Seeing this filial child who was still in school trembling and crying, she felt uncomfortable.
The young man sat in front of the operating room in a daze, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting until the lights in the hospital corridor were turned on. He looked up with a pale face and watched the door slowly open.
"Sorry, we tried our best"
He Qing stood there in a daze, one after another people moved away from him, and someone was talking to him.
Mother¡¡
"My son is obedient. When mom saves enough money, we will run away, and we will never let others beat you again."
"Don't hit my son! If you want to hit me, hit me!"
"Ah Qing, Ah Qing, don't be afraid, mom doesn't hurt"
"Mommy mommy¡¡"
Nurse Zhang heard from colleagues that the rescue of He Qing's mother was ineffective, and when she rushed over, she saw the emaciated figure of the boy kneeling on the spot, trembling and crying bitterly.
She couldn't bear to wipe away her tears.
This is still a child.
It was a bit late when Wen Hui got the news. He clutched his painful wound and climbed up the stairs with difficulty. What he saw was a boy with a numb face who was being helped up by a nurse.
"Ah Ching"
The man didn't know how to describe the young man's expression at the moment. Although he was once timid, but always hopeful, his beautiful eyes were now numb, and tears fell one after another, as if they were dripping on Wen Hui's heart.
He felt a pain in his heart, and regardless of the painful wound, he almost rushed to the boy, hugged him in his arms, and comforted him with trembling hands.
"Ah Qing, it's okay, it's okay."
The nurse sighed, "Please comfort Ah Qing well."
She has seen this man come to see Mother He several times, and thought he was a relative of the young man. She is an outsider, so it is better not to cause trouble.
What the nurse didn't know was that after she left, the young man pushed the man away violently, just hitting Wen Hui's wound. He hissed and had to back away.
"Ah Ching"
&nbsbe frozen.
He Qing seemed to be standing in the ice and snow in winter, from top to bottom, from head to toe, even his heart was cold.
He heard Father Yan say with great relief, "Okay, just promise me that you won't play with those dubious people!"
"This painting is disgusting, don't look at it."
The boy was stunned, and heard his lover say, "It's really disgusting."
He said he was disgusting?
He Qing wanted to go forward, but after taking the first step, he felt powerless all over for some reason. He fell down in a daze, and was caught by the silent man beside him.
In Wen Hui's eyes was the satisfaction of getting what he wanted, looking at the young man's dazed look, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.
He didn't make a sound, supported the young man, and slowly walked out of the hall.
Great, from now on, Ah Qing's big tree will be him.
Yan Bei stood upright, looking at the painting with bloodshot eyes, tightly clenched his fists hanging by his legs
this painting!
Is it the perverted painter who imprisoned Ah Qing and drew it?
How desperate Ah Qing must have been at that time, at such a young age, she had to endure so much pain.
One month!
Has Ah Qing been insulted like this this month?
That painter is really disgusting!
He actually took out such paintings and sold them for money!
He must, must tear that person into pieces!
Also, this painting must not be seen by Ah Qing, he is so timid and sensitive, if he saw it, he might feel sad.
Be sure to find a way to hide this painting!
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