Li Tingchen rubbed his temples, “I remember that kid’s surname is Zhou, right?”
“Zhou Yuantang.”
“What kind of wind and waves can a kid who hasn’t grown all his hair pull out?”Li Tingchen didn’t care.
It wasn’t until half an hour later that he saw Su Qingyu get into a Masalati, and the person who opened the door for her was Zhou Yuantang in a white suit.
The two looked at each other and smiled. He hadn’t seen Su Qingyu’s smile for a long time.
Li Tingchen’s pupils darkened, and his fingers almost crushed the phone.
hospital.
Su Qiping is still lying on the hospital bed as before, relying on nutrient solution and various instruments and equipment to continue his life every day.
The body sank at a speed visible to the naked eye, especially the limbs gradually shrank.
It’s like a flower that has lost its vitality, surviving on the last trace of soil nutrients.
Su Qingyu hadn’t been here for some days, and every time he saw his father, he felt even more uncomfortable.
Su Qiping’s cheeks had already begun to sag, and Su Qingyu’s tears fell on the back of his dry hand.
“Dad……”
She wished that a miracle could happen one day, and Su Qiping would wake up and look at her, even if there was only one look, even if she said a word to her.
“Sister Su, don’t be sad.”
Zhou Yuantang patted her gently on the back, Su Qingyu hung her head, not wanting to be seen as fragile at the moment.
When she covered her face and wept secretly, she looked up and found that Zhou Yuantang had picked up the stethoscope and was listening to Su Qiping’s heart rate.
“Yuantang?”
Zhou Yuantang naturally took off the stethoscope and smiled at Su Qingyu, “I have also studied medicine, so I want to take a look for my uncle.”
“Then I’ll trouble you.”
“Sister Su is polite.”
Zhou Yuantang gave Su Qiping a routine examination, and the gestures naturally made Su Qingyu feel that he was not as simple as a student.
“Sister Su, give me a look at Uncle’s latest inspection report.”
“Good.”