The man standing behind him was familiar, but not the Huang Ping she thought.

On the contrary, this is a literary man, wearing neat suites, and tie tie regularly in such late night. At first glance, it is not a normal person.

"Miss." The man shouted her.

Thousands of Xing remembered who he was instantly--

The assistant around Song Qingyuan, Yu Jun.

It really is not a normal person.

Qian Xing sneered, throwing the bottle into the trash can next to him, patted his hands, and said, "At this time, see you in this place, you will not plan to say a word to me?"

"Miss, I came here to find you." Yu Jun said.

The direction of Qianxing Chao Factory's dormitory door looked at it. It is estimated that there should be no harvest tonight, so turn around and walk in another direction.

"Song Lao is entered the hospital." Yu Jun said.

Thousands of stars slowly paused, and after a moment of quiet, they responded, "Oh. So older people, when they go to the hospital, aren't it normal?"

Yu Jun walked behind her and said, "You should know that if it was not serious, I would not be able to come here to come here to find you."

"What's the use of finding me." Qian Xing still didn't look back, and said coldly, "I'm not a doctor, I won't see the doctor."

Yu Jun said: "Song Lao was full of wind and frost in his life, and he had experienced everything, but at this point, the only thing he couldn't let go is you."

Qian Xing stands quietly and didn't speak for a while.

"You have requirements, Song Lao will agree anyway, but you can't ask for any return." Yu Jun continued, "But if this is the last wish in his life, can you promise him once?"

Thousand Stars are speechless.

After all, not long ago, when she knew that things must be come forward by Song Qingyuan, in front of Song Qingyuan, she made a request to keep Huo Jinbei.

She was in a state of two clear state with that person, but after that incident, it was undeniable that she owed Song Qingyuan.

Holding hands soft, eating people's mouth short, owing others' things, there will be psychological burdens.

In this case, why not pay off, and give yourself a liberation?

After standing for a long time, she turned to look at the man behind her, "lead the way."

Yu Jun immediately led her out of the alley, walked to a business car stopped by the road, and opened the door to let Qianxing sit in.

Soon, the car left here and went straight to Bincheng Airport.

In the early morning of the next day, when the sky was just bright, Qianxing had already got off the plane at Huai City Airport thousands of miles away, and took the car to the city.

Sleeping all night, flying long distances, she did not close her eyelids, but she seemed to be tired. She was still straight in the car. She still turned her head to look at the strange scenery outside the window.

"There are forty minutes to go to the hospital." Yu Jun looked at the table and said, "You can rest a little."

"No need." Qian Xing just answered without looking back, "I'm not tired."

Yu Jun stopped saying anything.

The road is smooth at this time, so the forty minutes pass quickly, as if just a blink of an eye, the car has entered the gate of the military district hospital and stopped directly at the door of the hospital building.

Qian Xing got out of the car and followed Yu Jun into this still quiet building, only to feel suffocating.

Song Qingyuan's ward is located on the 17th floor. When you get out of the elevator, you can see the two bodyguards on duty. I don't know how long they have been standing there, but their figures are still upright. They have obviously received strict professional training. As soon as they see the person coming, they immediately look at them with burning eyes.

Came over.

Seeing Yu Jun, one of them nodded slightly, and then looked at Qianxing.

"Do you want to search me?" Qianxing suddenly asked.

Unexpectedly, Yu Jun answered her seriously: "Originally I wanted it, but you just let it go."

After saying that, he led Qianxing towards the depths of the private and quiet corridor.

When he reached the middle position, Yu Jun opened a door next to him and walked in with Qianxing.

This is a ward suite. The outermost is the living room, the middle is the observation room, and the innermost is Song Qingyuan's ward.

At this moment, Song Qingyuan was lying in the ward inside, his body covered with instrument tubes, motionless, looking very much like... a person who would never wake up again.

Qianxing stood outside, looking at the blurry figure in the ward through two layers of glass, feeling a little dazed.

Two doctors and nurses were in the observation room, monitoring the data and discussing something.

Soon Yu Jun stepped forward and knocked on the door. The two doctors turned around and saw him, and quickly walked out.

"How is the situation?" Yu Jun asked.

"Various values ​​are still very unstable, and we are not out of danger yet."

After hearing this, Yu Jun frowned slightly and turned to look at Qianxing.

Qianxing's face had no expression, looking calm and unfeeling.

Yu Jun didn't say anything, just said: "You sit down for a while. If Mr. Song wakes up later, I will call you. Although he may not be conscious yet, he will definitely be happy to see you."

Before he finished speaking, Qianxing had already turned around and sat on the sofa next to him, without looking at him again.

The two doctors were obviously a little surprised, but Yu Jun didn't take it seriously. He just asked the doctor to continue monitoring carefully, while he turned around and went to do other things.

Qianxing sat on the sofa in the living room all morning.

At noon, Yu Jun personally brought her lunch. Just as he was placing the food box on the small table in front of her, he suddenly heard something. Yu Jun quickly stood up straight, looked up, and then looked at Qian Qian.

Xing said: "Mr. Song is awake."

Qianxing froze for a moment, then stood up and looked at the window inside.

Two doctors had already entered the ward and were standing beside the bed. One was monitoring the instrument data, while the other was bending down and asking Song Qingyuan something in a low voice.

Song Qingyuan's face was completely blocked by the doctor's figure, and Qianxing couldn't see what he looked like at this moment.

She stood on tiptoe in vain, regaining consciousness, but immediately looked away, turned around and sat down on the sofa again.

Yu Jun glanced at her and asked, "Go in."

"No." Qianxing said, "What if I show up too suddenly and scare him to death or make him angry to death?"

Yu Jun glanced at her again and walked into the ward inside without saying anything more.

Qianxing grabbed the chopsticks in front of him and ate without knowing the taste.

Before she finished the dish in front of her, Yu Jun followed two doctors and walked out.

Several people were discussing Song Qingyuan's nearly critical condition, and while they were talking, there was suddenly no sound.

Qianxing raised his head and saw several people's eyes falling on him.

Yu Jun said with a mouthful: "I told Song Lao that you are here, you can see, Song Lao is very happy."

This is too fake for Chizwang. At least she has known the old man for a few years, and she has never seen him happy.

But she did not intend to expose, but waited for Yu Jun's next words, "Then?"

"I discussed with the doctor, you stayed, it should be very good for Song Lao’s condition."

Qian Xing sneered and said, "You didn't say that when you called me, and I still have my own thing to do."

"What you can explain as much as possible, I will let people do it for you." Yu Jun said, "But now, you have to stay here with Song Lao."

Qian Xing looked up at him, "Then you plan to force me to stay?"

Yu Jun did not deny it.

Qian Xing said: "None of that old man has forced me, why do you?"

"Then you should be able to see how much Song Lao cares about you." Yu Jun said, "He feels owed to you, distinguished you, so he couldn't bear to force you, but I wouldn't bear it. For me, Song Lao lived more than even more.
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