Ye Qingxin walked over, "Mom, after a while, Bo Yuan is coming..."
Zhou Qiaoqiao turned her head and stared at Ye Qingxin for a few seconds, "Just right, if you don't say something, I'll tell him for you."
Ye Qingxin: "..."
An hour later, it was less than nine o'clock.
There was a knock on the door of the ward, and just as the nurse was about to get up, Ye Qingxin ran over to open the door one step ahead of her.
outside the door.
Jing Boyuan is wearing a midnight blue plaid suit, white shirt, and silver tie. The deep color complements his mature and stable temperament. The suit is all buttoned up, serious and meticulous. He exudes a sense of calmness and confidence. He has a huge aura. He looks like a successful businessman.
Followed by a very formally dressed man.
Ye Qingxin's eyes fell on Jing Boyuan, and she smiled: "You are here."
Immediately, his eyes fell on his ankles, his brows frowned slightly, "Your feet..."
Jing Boyuan didn't say anything, and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks.
Ye Qingxin rubbed her cheeks with both hands, stepped aside, "Come in and sit down."
Zhou Qiaoqiao turned her head to look out of the window, pretending she didn't hear the voice at the door, but she didn't know if it was an illusion, she felt that after the man at the door came in, the aura in the room suddenly changed, the air was heavy and made people uncomfortable.
Jing Boyuan didn't mind her deliberate cold treatment, and walked to the bedside to say hello, his voice carried the respect of juniors to elders, "Hi, I'm Jing Boyuan."
Personable and courteous.
In contrast, Zhou Qiaoqiao seemed a bit arrogant and rude.
Zhou Qiaoqiao clearly felt the strong aura of the other party, pressing on her spine like a mountain, and suddenly thought of what the strange woman said in the afternoon, Jing Boyuan founded the Pauway Group from scratch, with an annual net income of 200 billion.
She clenched her fingers tightly, resisting the urge to turn around.
Although she has never set foot in the business field, she also knows that among the men who have made achievements in the business field, there is no one who is not deep-minded, who can easily read people's hearts, and can grasp your weakness with a few words, and then lead you by the nose.
Ye Qingxin glanced at Zhou Qiaoqiao who had indifferent eyebrows and eyes, her eyes fell on Jing Boyuan's feet, she pursed her lower lip, and said, "Mom, Boyuan's feet are injured, so he can't stand for too long..."
Zhou Qiaoqiao: "..."
Seeing that she was unmoved, Ye Qingxin stepped forward to support Jing Boyuan: "Come and sit."
Zhou Qiaoqiao snorted coldly, "I haven't married yet, so I'm just trying to catch up with you!"
Ye Qingxin tightened Jing Boyuan's hand slightly, her face paled a little.
Jing Boyuan looked down at the little hand that was tightly grasping his arm, raised his hand and patted it, "I'll talk to Auntie alone."
Ye Qingxin was a little hesitant, afraid that her mother would say something nasty.
Jing Boyuan said in a low voice, "Don't worry."
Ye Qingxin led the nurse out together, and closed the door with her backhand.
The door closed, and there was a brief silence in the ward.
Jing Boyuan walked to the sofa and sat down. The leg with the injured ankle was casually crossed over the other leg. His muscular body leaned back slightly on the back of the sofa. There was a strategizing calm in his noble elegance, as if everything was under his control.
After a while, he spoke in a deep and mellow voice, "Mrs. Ye, I haven't seen you for fourteen years. You are quite different from fourteen years ago."
Zhou Qiaoqiao was taken aback.
Turning her head, the moment she saw Jing Boyuan's appearance, her expression changed slightly.
Suddenly remembered that night of thunder and lightning fourteen years ago, six-year-old Ye Qingxin suddenly had unbearable abdominal pain, vomiting and vomiting, accompanied by high fever. At that time, Ye Jundong often did not come home. She was distressed and anxious, and carried Ye Qingxin to the hospital. Because it was late at night, there were no pedestrians on the road, let alone cars.
She didn't know how many times she fell down, the road to the hospital was endless, Ye Qingxin in her arms twitched in pain, just when she was desperate and helpless, a car drove up in front of her, she rushed to stop the car, knelt down and begged the owner to save her daughter.
The people in the car got out of the car holding an umbrella. She looked up, and with the help of the headlights, she saw a young and handsome face through the hazy rain.
Zhou Qiaoqiao still remembers that person's eyes, dark and calm.
Just like, the pair of eyes in front of me at this moment, just the years have passed, adding a bit of unfathomable profundity to those calm pupils.
After a long time, Zhou Qiaoqiao opened her mouth, her attitude changed from her previous indifference, and she was a little grateful and surprised: "It turned out to be you."
Jing Boyuan curled his lips into a smile, "You still remember."
"Of course I remember. You are Xinxin's lifesaver. Xinxin suffered from acute appendicitis back then. If you hadn't kindly sent us to the hospital, Xinxin might have died long ago."
Jing Boyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, with a bit of sternness and doubt in his seriousness, "I also remember how you knelt in the rain that night and begged me to save your daughter. It's just that fourteen years have passed, and something seems to have changed."
Zhou Qiaoqiao's complexion changed again, a little ugly.
She opened her mouth to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
She has no unloving heart, it's just...she loves Xiaoguo more...
The atmosphere in the ward dropped to freezing point.
After a while, Zhou Qiaoqiao said, "Did you recognize Xinxin a long time ago?"
Jing Boyuan did not deny it.
Zhou Qiaoqiao didn't understand: "Xinxin is so much younger than you, the gap between you is so big, you are not from the same world at all, and you are not a few years younger than me, in terms of seniority, she should call you uncle, how could you... like a child?"
Hearing this, Jing Boyuan's expression didn't change at all, his eyes were still calm, making it hard to figure out what was going on in his mind.
"Some things cannot be controlled by humans. For example, people's hearts, what do you think?"
The tone of voice is gentle, but it is this kind of calm that makes people's hearts tremble.
Zhou Qiaoqiao felt embarrassed to be seen through.
He meant that she was eccentric.
"You are so determined to leave me, but you are afraid that your son will lose his support in the future. I have an agreement here. You can read it and if you are satisfied, you can sign it." Jing Boyuan's voice was emotionless. As soon as he finished speaking, the assistant standing behind him immediately handed a folder to Zhou Qiaoqiao.
Zhou Qiaoqiao didn't understand what he meant, but under the gaze of his calm eyes, she couldn't help but obey.
Open the folder, inside black and white, easy to understand.
The more Zhou Qiaoqiao looked, the more shock in her eyes became stronger.
"You...you..." She wanted to say something, but for a moment she didn't know how to say it.
The old god Jing Boyuan was there, and the smile on his lips was calm and determined, "Are you satisfied?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao had nothing to say.
Ye Qingxin and the nurse stood beside the fortune tree at the end of the aisle.
Although Ye Qingxin had no expression on her face, her eyes that looked at room 1043 from time to time betrayed her anxiety and uneasiness at the moment.
The nurse comforted softly, "Your boyfriend is so good, he can definitely handle your mother."
Although she didn't know exactly what happened, she could guess from Zhou Qiaoqiao's attitude towards Jing Boyuan at the beginning.
Ye Qingxin smiled.
The nurse said again: "I really envy you. Your boyfriend is a successful person at first glance. He is handsome, rich, and most importantly, very attractive. If I grow up to be like you, I will also find such an uncle as a boyfriend. Alas...my girlish heart..."
Ye Qingxin: "..."
About half an hour passed.
The door of the ward opened, the assistant first came out and waited at the door, and then Jing Boyuan came out, unexpectedly, Zhou Qiaoqiao also came out, her attitude was quite different from before.
"Xinxin, come here." She beckoned to Ye Qingxin.
Ye Qingxin walked over in a daze.
"Send Bo Yuan off." Zhou Qiaoqiao ordered.
Seeing the gentleness and smile on Zhou Qiaoqiao's face, Ye Qingxin felt confused.
Mother's attitude was a bit different before and after.
Seeing her blankly, Zhou Qiaoqiao gave her a push, "Go, what are you doing in a daze."
It wasn't until the elevator descended to the first floor and walked out of the inpatient building that a cool night breeze blew outside, did Ye Qingxin recover from that bewildered state.
She looked up at the man who was much taller than herself, "Did you give my mother ecstasy soup?"
Jing Boyuan was amused by her witty words, raised his hand to rub the top of her hair, his deep eyes were stained with tenderness, but he didn't explain.
It was almost ten o'clock at this time, there was no one in the hospital moving, and there were only a handful of people I met along the way.
The assistant left first with great insight, Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan walked side by side.
Through the aisle between the emergency building and the outpatient building, this
There were no lights, and it was pitch black.
Ye Qingxin suddenly felt a hand land on her waist, caressing it lightly.
Suddenly, all the doubts in her mind disappeared, and all the feelings were concentrated under the palm of that hand. The ambiguous feeling really made it difficult for her to deal with it calmly.
Backhanded to push away the troubled palm, Jing Boyuan took her hand and pulled her into his arms with a little force.
Before Ye Qingxin could react, her chin was lifted, and a tobacco-smelling kiss fell down.
The secretion of hormones in a mature man's body is strong, which makes Ye Qingxin dizzy.
Jing Boyuan didn't go deep, and his thin lips only moved lightly on her lips, and a deep and hoarse voice escaped from between the lips that were close together, "Did you miss me today?"
Ye Qingxin tilted her head slightly, and her pupils looked at Jing Boyuan from the end of her eyes. Looking at people from this angle, her eyes were tinged with obsequiousness, captivating her soul, "Every moment I want to—"
Before the words fell, the cool tongue came in unexpectedly.
Jing Boyuan took Ye Qingxin back a few steps and pushed her against the wall.
Ye Qingxin couldn't help but flinch from the cold and hard wall, and immediately hooked his neck, responding enthusiastically.
"Hey, it's indecent in public." The two kissed so ecstatically that they didn't notice two people coming in from the side of the aisle.
"You don't care about others, hurry up!" Another voice came.
Fortunately, the aisle was extremely dark, and people's faces could not be seen clearly.
Taking the special elevator back to the ward, Ye Qingxin stared at herself in the mirror, her lips were red and swollen, her winking eyes were like silk, as if dyed in spring, she couldn't help but startled.
After returning to the ward and opening the door, Ye Qingxin saw Zhou Qiaoqiao hurriedly stuffing something under the pillow, she paused, and immediately called out with her usual expression: "Mom."
Zhou Qiaoqiao's smile was a little stiff, and she said, "It's getting late, you should go to bed."
Ye Qingxin stared into her mother's eyes without blinking, "What did Bo Yuan tell you before?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao's eyes dodged a little, "It's nothing, after seeing him, my mother thinks he is a good person, you should cherish it."
Ye Qingxin was taken aback.
Instead of being happy because his mother suddenly agreed to be with Jing Boyuan, he was more suspicious.
What exactly did they talk about? Bo Yuan kept silent, and his mother also kept secret.
"Mom..." She wanted to ask again.
Zhou Qiaoqiao interrupted her, "Xinxin, he is a good man... well, go wash and sleep."
Ye Qingxin: "..."
The next day, Ye Qingxin called and asked Dou Weier to ask for a leave of absence for her.
At nine o'clock, several authoritative experts who had a bad nose yesterday came again.
Zhou Qiaoqiao was very cooperative.
After some examinations, several experts discussed in the office. They all agreed that Zhou Qiaoqiao's cancer cells had spread to the whole body. Surgery, radiotherapy and chemotherapy were risky and unnecessary. They suggested conservative treatment to prolong life.
If it is well controlled, it can be extended for a year and a half, but the patient has to suffer great pain every day, especially in the later stage.
Ye Qingxin couldn't accept this result, but Zhou Qiaoqiao accepted it quietly.
Less than two days later, Zhou Qiaoqiao was discharged from the hospital and returned to T City.
When Ye Qingxin found out, she had already boarded the train bound for Province G via T City.
Looking at the empty ward, Ye Qingxin suddenly felt an indescribable sadness in her heart.
"Mom, why don't you tell me you're leaving?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao's voice was very soft, "Let me tell you, will you agree with me to go?"
Ye Qingxin was silent.
She will not agree.
Zhou Qiaoqiao said: "I'm already like this, even if I'm in the capital, so what can I do, why not go home and spend the last days quietly, Xinxin, you study at ease, work hard, and when I die, Xiaoguo will be handed over to you."
Pausing for a moment, before Ye Qingxin could say anything, she said again: "Xinxin, I'm sorry."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Qiaoqiao leaned against the window of the train, just outside there was an empty wheat field flashing by, thin green and full of vitality.
For some reason, the scene where she met Ye Qingxin for the first time seventeen years ago came to mind.
On the way to work that day, she saw a lot of people surrounded by the river, and out of curiosity, she went over, and saw a three-year-old little girl lying in the circle, completely soaked, with her eyes closed and her face pale, tightly tied to a lifebuoy by cloth strips, motionless as if lifeless.
Even though the little girl was pretty and cute, no one dared to reach out to save her easily, for fear that this rescue would become a burden. In those days, people in small cities generally favored boys over girls, and girls were losers.
Someone said: "This little girl floated down from the upper reaches with the lifebuoy. I'm afraid her adult has died on it."
If it wasn't for the death, how could the child be tied to the life buoy and float along
Someone said: "Why don't you call the police, or this little baby will die if you delay."
Zhou Qiaoqiao looked at her and suddenly remembered her one and a half year old son. He had a serious illness two months ago and had a high fever for three days. After recovering from the illness, he became a little dull. The doctor said that his brain might be burnt out.
It is impossible for me to take care of my son for the rest of my life.
If, the son has a sister...
In this way, Zhou Qiaoqiao rescued and adopted the little girl out of selfishness.
Ye Qingxin has been well-behaved and cute since she was a child, and she also likes it from the bottom of her heart, but after all, people's hearts are biased, and Xiaoguo is her own child.
Ye Qingxin put away her mobile phone, stood at the door of the ward for a while, and called Song Jiu, asking her to pay more attention to Zhou Qiaoqiao during this time, and call immediately if there is anything wrong.
Song Jiu fully agreed.
Putting away the phone again, Ye Qingxin leaned against the door frame and exhaled slowly, preparing to go back.
As soon as he turned around, several elderly grandmas walked towards him, all of them well-dressed, including Mrs. Yan.
When Mrs. Yan saw her, her eyes lit up, and she waved: "Xinxin."
For this old lady, Ye Qingxin has a good impression of her.
She stepped forward and smiled: "Grandma."
This call of grandma melted old Madam Yan's heart, and she loved holding Ye Qingxin's hand very much.
Someone next to her joked, "When did you have this granddaughter? She looks beautiful."
Mrs. Yan proudly said: "My granddaughter is naturally beautiful." Turning her head, she said to Ye Qingxin: "Good boy, wait for me here, I will go in and say hello to my old sister, there is no class this weekend, grandma will take you shopping later."
Without waiting for Ye Qingxin to say anything, Mrs. Yan only thought she agreed, and walked into Ward 1047 like a breeze under her feet, not at all like a seventy or eighty-year-old grandmother.
Ye Qingxin waited for a while, and Mrs. Yan came out quickly and took her directly to the most prosperous commercial street in the capital.
Mrs. Yan kept trying to buy her clothes, Ye Qingxin naturally couldn't accept it, and just said she didn't like it.
night.
Mrs. Yan took Ye Qingxin to an earthen restaurant, which was located in a deep alley. It looked ordinary on the outside, with white walls and blue tiles, but there were caves inside, small bridges and flowing water, rockery lotus ponds, ancient flavors and charms, very emotional.
The waiter greeted very skillfully: "Madam Yan, you haven't been here for a long time."
Madam Yan was beaming, "Bring my granddaughter here today."
The waiter took a look at Ye Qingxin, and said half-truth and half-compliment, "Your granddaughter is so beautiful."
Madam Yan proudly said, "Of course."
Ye Qingxin: "..."
After entering the box, just as she sat down, Ye Qingxin's cell phone rang.
Jing Boyuan asked her if she had time to eat together at night.
Ye Qingxin told about her mother leaving the hospital without authorization, and said that she was with Mrs. Yan.
Jing Boyuan didn't say anything, he just told her to go back early at night.
Mrs. Yan had just ordered, when the door of the box was pushed open from the outside, and a twenty-five or six-year-old woman came in, wearing a white shirt with an A-line group, looking stylish and elegant.
She glanced at Ye Qingxin, then went to sit next to Mrs. Yan, and said in a coquettish tone: "Just now I heard from the waiter that grandma brought her granddaughter to dinner, and I thought they were talking nonsense. I was there. When did I stay with grandma? Come here and see, it's really grandma. The one next to her is the heart that grandma always talks about, right?"
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to Ye Qingxin, with a generous and decent smile, which made people feel very comfortable, "Nice to meet you, my name is Gu Jiao, grandma's granddaughter."
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It was so late, Mou Yao didn't dare to say anything.
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