medical marriage

Chapter 535 is a person.

"Thank you!" Thousands of words of thanks could not express her heart's gratitude to him at this moment.

Fortunately, there is Yu Ziyao!

"You're welcome!" Yu Ziyao looked through the crowd and landed on Shi Youxi, looking at the dark circles under her big eyes, his heart ached more than a little.

Shi Youxi smiled sweetly at him, and gave him two thumbs up.

Jiang Xingxing also praised him.

When everyone was thanking Yu Ziyao happily, they suddenly heard Xiaowen exclaim: "Mom! What's wrong with you! Mom!"

Everyone turned their attention to Xiaowen's mother, only to see that she closed her eyes tightly, leaned against Xiaowen's arms with a livid face, and lost consciousness.

"It's caused by excessive tension, it's not a serious problem, just let her take a good rest." After Yu Ziyao walked over to take a look, two nurses behind him pushed a car over, and several people carried Xiaowen's mother onto the bed. car, sent to the ward.

Several relatives followed, leaving two here, waiting for Xiaowen's father to come out.

Xiaowen didn't know if he should go to see his mother, or wait here for his father, wishing he could be a part of himself.

"I'm going to Auntie's place, you wait here for Uncle! Don't worry, if Boss Yu says nothing will happen, then nothing will happen!" Jiang Xingxing patted Xiaowen on the shoulder and comforted her.

"Thank you, Xingxing!" Xiaowen nodded hurriedly, shook her hand gratefully, and watched her leave quickly.

Shi Youxi put his arms around her shoulders and smiled at her comfortingly: "It's okay! We're here!"

"About your father's condition, you will come to the office with me later." Yu Ziyao looked at Xiaowen and said.

Xiaowen bit her lip, looked at Yu Ziyao's cold eyes, and asked in a low voice: "My dad... is he serious?"

"The situation isn't particularly bad, and it was discovered in a timely manner. It's just some postoperative problems that I need to let you know about." Yu Ziyao turned around and walked towards the elevator with a businesslike look.

"My Father……"

"The nurse will send her to the ICU later." Yu Ziyao gave her an answer without looking back, and reached out to press the elevator button.

"Let's go!" Shi Youxi followed Yu Ziyao's footsteps around her, but the person in her arms was trembling, she just hugged her harder and silently gave her strength.

"Youxi, tell me, am I being too unfilial? For so many years, I haven't returned to China to accompany them, and I have been filial to them. Now my father has an accident, but I can't help you..."

Xiaowen leaned against Shi Youxi's arms, crying sadly.

Both parents are intellectuals, actively responding to the social atmosphere of that era, late marriage and late childbearing, fewer and better children.

Before they got married, they didn't even know what each other looked like.

Her mother told her that even if she saw her father bald or crippled on her wedding day, she would marry.

Fortunately, her father was good-looking and very good-looking, and her mother was also a flower among the educated youth at that time.

She was born when my father was 31 and my mother was 29.

The girl who was holding the paper pinwheel made by her father and sitting in front of the basket of her father's car in open pants, seemed to be smiling in the wind just yesterday.

But in the blink of an eye, Dad is now sixty, old...

Life is only such a 60 years, and the rest are fragmented years, how many times can it stand?
On the plane back, she checked the disease on the Internet. Even if she was saved, there are still most stroke patients.

How many of them are lucky enough to escape this half-paralyzed misfortune?
She prayed thousands of times, hoping that God would show mercy and let her father go.

"Don't say that, you don't know that such a thing will happen! You also have your own involuntary control, I believe that uncles and aunts will not blame you!" Shi Youxi patted her on the back lightly, looked up at Yuzi Yao, Yu Ziyao silently shook his head at her.

Shi Youxi paused his hand, bit his lips tightly, and then his eyes turned red.

Isn't it not too bad to find out in time?

……

When Ying Lingxuan was about to rush to the hospital, a text message came from his mobile phone, in pure French: I am in room 1203 of Lipton Hotel.

He was startled, why did he come to China?

He hurriedly told the driver to turn around and go to Lipton.

After getting off the car, he only asked the driver to take him to the elevator entrance, and then took the elevator upstairs by himself.

When he came to the door of room 1203, he stood up and rang the doorbell.

The door opened in response, and it was not the person he was looking for, but a big man with a hooked nose and yellow hair: "What about him?" He asked in standard French.

"Are you Mr. Ying?" The big man looked him up and down, and focused his eyes on the wheelchair behind him.

"Yes." Ying Lingxuan sat back on the wheelchair and replied softly.

"Please come in!" The big man opened the door, walked out, and pushed his wheelchair into the room.

Lipton's presidential suite always flaunts a kind of luxury, low-key or high-key, it will always be worth the money you spend.

The room is very large, with a layout of two bedrooms and one living room, plus a chess and card room and a small meeting room, which is more spacious than an apartment in an ordinary family.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, a man stood with his hands behind his back and his back to him. He was tall and muscular, with short black hair, shaved very short above his left ear.Wearing a black slim-fit T-shirt and a pair of black slim-fit trousers, he fully showed his perfect "T" figure.

"Long time no see!" Ying Lingxuan's wheelchair stopped about two meters behind him, and the big man bowed to the man and Ying Lingxuan, then stepped back quietly.

Ying Lingxuan clasped his hands on his lap, smiled lightly, and looked casually.

The man didn't turn his head back, still staring at the scenery outside the window motionlessly.

The sun jumped on his body, illuminating his exposed white skin as if it were transparent.

"Two years." Very pure Chinese, standard Mandarin, but it has a puzzling connection with his identity without Chinese blood.

"Two years and two months!" Ying Lingxuan tilted his head, and after a little thought, reported the exact time.

"Two years and two months, ten days and twelve hours." The man tilted his head, the independent and profound profile seemed to be carved out by a knife, and under the silhouette of the light, it appeared more three-dimensional and distinct.

"Why did you come to China suddenly?" Ying Lingxuan shrugged, and didn't continue to deal with him when they didn't meet.

He knew that his identity was special, and he also knew the mystery of his actions, but as far as he knew, he was in China and had no trace of development.

He also made it clear that he would not come to China for development.

"How did I see you in the wheelchair?" The man didn't answer his question, but turned around slowly, with the light behind him, and his deep facial features were hidden in the shadows.

"For one person." Ying Lingxuan smiled and replied disapprovingly, and then asked again: "What about you?"

"For one person." The man walked towards him, the sunlight behind him elongated his figure, and when he stood in front of Ying Lingxuan, the face that was enough to cause a commotion was fully revealed Ying Lingxuan's pupils.

"I remember you said that she is also Chinese." Ying Lingxuan knew that there was always a woman by his side, a woman who had never been brought to the stage by him, but was deeply hidden in his heart.

He had never asked who this woman was, and he knew that even if he had asked, he would not have told him.

"Yeah." The man pushed him to the sofa, then sat down opposite him, poured him a cup of coffee, his light brown pupils flashed a touch of interest, and his slightly thin lips were pursed into a meaningful arc :"woman?"

"Woman." Ying Lingxuan leaned over to take the coffee cup, sniffed it, but didn't drink it.

His voice lines are consistent, seemingly casual, but determined and focused: "My wife."

In response to Lingxuan's answer, the man raised his thick and stylish eyebrows.

This kind of eyebrow shape seems to set off the full forehead and the pair of eyes with sharp and sharp eyes. It is heroic, with a powerful aura that is not angry but powerful.

"Madam?" The man's ending sound was slightly raised, mixed with traces of smiles.

"I have a chance, let me introduce you!" Putting the coffee cup back on the tea table, he said generously.

But that is to say, even if he wants to introduce Xing Xing to him, he may not know too many people outside his circle of life.

His circle is too unique...

At least for ordinary people like them.

"Okay." The man nodded, glanced over Ying Lingxuan's cup of coffee without a trace, and pointed: "Why, are you afraid that I will poison you?"

Ying Lingxuan shook his head with a smile, pointed to his knees, and said slowly, "It's not conducive to recovery."

The man picked up the coffee cup in front of him, raised it to his lips, and took a sip, accepting his explanation.

"You came to me because of that person?" Ying Lingxuan patted the armrest of the wheelchair. This wheelchair is not as comfortable as a sofa!
Facing the slightly astonished gaze of the man, he stood up, went to sit on the sofa opposite the man, and leaned back comfortably: "It's indeed a five-star hotel!"

Even the comfort of this sofa is incomparable with other places!
"Damn it, I was almost deceived by you!" The man let out a mouthful of French, and gave Ying Lingxuan a hard look.

"Lying to you? It's not like I'm dying! I never said from the beginning to the end that I can't leave, right?" Ying Lingxuan grinned.

Especially when he lied to the man in front of him!
"Believe it or not, I'll stop you from leaving right now!" The man squinted at Ling Xuan with secretiveness, and his lips curled up in a cruel look.

"I won't come to see you next time!" Ying Lingxuan clicked his tongue "tsk tsk", regretting coming to see him this time.

"Then I'll just take off your two legs!" The man snorted coldly, half false, threatening, and joking.

"I was wrong! I beg you, don't scare me! I'm terrified!" Ying Lingxuan folded his arms and huddled up, looking at the man in front of him like a deer, but the corners of his mouth couldn't hide his amusement chuckle.

"Refill it!" The man made a gesture of throwing the coffee cup in his hand at him, and the dark brown liquid in the cup swayed and rippled.

Ying Lingxuan corrected his sitting posture, stopped joking with him, and said seriously: "Okay! Closer to home, let's talk!"

He is still rushing to the hospital!

Xing Xing stayed up all night, and didn't know if he had breakfast...

"My woman's name is Tian Wenxin." The man put down the coffee cup in his hand, and a complex expression flashed in his brown eyes, which was so fleeting that it was too late to catch.

"Tian Wenxin?" Ying Lingxuan repeated in a murmur, and carefully searched for information in his memory that could match the name, and finally shook his head: "I've never heard of it."

"According to my investigation, she is best friends with your wife Jiang Xingxing and the daughter-in-law of Lipton Hotel, Shi Youxi!" The man looked at him and took a brown paper bag from the sofa next to him and threw it away. Go to the tea table in front of Ying Lingxuan.

Leaning back, crossing his arms around his chest, he looked lazily at Ying Lingxuan.

"Tian Wenxin...Xiaowen? Could it be Xiaowen?" Ying Lingxuan only heard Jiang Xingxing mention "Xiaowen" many times, but he never said what Xiaowen's real name was, and he never did. Pay more attention to this girl who only met a few times.

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

The world is so big, how could his circle be made so small?
Ying Lingxuan picked up the leather bag in disbelief, quickly opened it, and took out the investigation report from it.

The first thing I noticed was those photos captured from different angles: "What a coincidence!" It turned out to be Xiaowen!
"Xiaowen?" The man leaned over, picked up a dropped photo from the coffee table, looked at the girl in the photo who was reading a book with her head down, and the cold and rigid facial contours inadvertently softened a little.

"Well, I only know her name is Xiaowen, and I have never asked her what her full name is." Ying Lingxuan put the information back into the file bag and pushed it back in front of him. After connecting, he looked up at the thoughtful man: "You didn't send Xiaowen back, did you?"

So, last night Xing Xing said that his good friend's father suddenly fell ill and went to the hospital, is Xiao Wen's father?
If so, all questions have been answered.

"Yeah." The man hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

It can be seen that he has more trust in Ling Xuan than others.

Otherwise, a person like him, who lives on the edge of a knife, would not expose his weakness so easily.

"Shen Qingyun!" Ying Lingxuan looked at him and shook his head, and suddenly realized that some seemingly simple things are actually already complicated and profound!
"I know what you're going to say, but let me warn you, not many people know about it." Shen Qingyun leaned back on the sofa, put his hands on the back of the sofa casually, and reminded with a fake smile A sentence.

He is a devil with no weakness, no weakness, and no humanity.

Before Tian Wenxin appeared...

"Not many people know about it now." Ying Lingxuan shrugged, he was not interested in his gossip, he was just a little surprised that there were so many coincidences in this world.

But it also further confirms that the earth is round and rotates!
When people walk, they will find that after walking such a long way, they are always in the surrounding area!

not far away...

No matter how far it is, it is only the distance of three people!

(End of this chapter)