I Was Wrong, Please Don't Leave Me

Chapter 139 Critically ill

Since entering the ward, Su Jinyu's gaze has been on the man on the bed.

Although the other party was still wearing an oxygen mask, his head was wrapped in white gauze, and he was slightly out of shape, Su Jinyu could still recognize the eyebrows and eyes similar to his own.

The surprise and shock in his eyes were undisguised, Shang Yi got up from the chair, raised his hand and pulled the needle away.

The pleasant voice was no longer the deep and tender one before, with hoarseness and exhaustion.

"I'm sorry to let you meet in such a situation, Ali, he has always wanted to see you."

The man looked at the person on the hospital bed with gentle eyes, and spoke softly.

Su Jinyu: "Mr. Su, he..."

"If he can hear it, I think he would really like you to call him Uncle."

Su Jinyu opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

"Don't worry," Shang Yi saw that he couldn't yell, and didn't say anything. He just raised his hand and glanced at the time on his wrist, and then said, "You probably haven't had lunch yet after rushing all the way here. I ordered it for you." Let's have some food together."

Gu Peilang looked at his hand that was still dripping blood slowly, and frowned slightly: "Aren't you going to ask someone to treat the wound on your hand?"

Shang Yi glanced down, then shook his hands indifferently: "It's just a little blood, let's go."

The three of them left the room quietly. Before leaving, Su Jinyu looked back at Su Li who was on the hospital bed, the light in his eyes was dim.

The people below quickly came back with their meals. Su Jinyu took advantage of the meal time to ask some questions that he had always wanted to ask, and Shang Yi told him everything he knew.When Su Jinyu asked about the relationship between his mother and Su Li, the man put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand: "I'd better tell you these things myself after Ah Li wakes up."

Su Jinyu: "Has Mr. Su been in a coma for a long time?"

Shang Yi: "Today is already the seventh day. I woke up once in the middle, but I was not conscious, and soon fell asleep again."

When the man said these words, his tone didn't fluctuate much, but Su Jinyu could hear the disappointment and sadness in the other party's heart.

"Can you stay here for a few more days?" Shang Yi quickly adjusted his mood and looked at Su Jinyu in front of him, "With you here, Ah Li will definitely wake up soon."

Su Jinyu and Gu Peilang looked at each other. He couldn't believe how much influence his nephew, whom he had never met, would have much influence on the people in the ward. But looking at the expectation in the man's eyes, he couldn't say what he said. Not exported.

"We will stay here until the day Mr. Su wakes up." Gu Peilang glanced at Su Jinyu, then looked back at Shang Yi.

The expression on the man's face moved slightly: "Thank you."

After eating, the three of them returned to the hospital, just in time for Su Li's attending physician to make rounds.

The doctor over half a century old wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a stethoscope around his neck. When he saw Shang Yi coming in from the door, his thick black eyebrows were knotted.

"I just woke up and didn't take a good rest and wanted to run out. The hospital doesn't have any extra beds for you."

The doctor is not afraid of the identity of the man in front of him. In his eyes, anyone can only be divided into normal people and patients.

The person in front of him just passed out due to excessive fatigue. He had clearly told him to take a good rest, but the other party obviously didn't take his words to heart.

Shang Yi's eyebrows were slightly pressed together, as if a little forbearing: "Sorry, there won't be a next time."

The doctor snorted arrogantly, turned around and left slowly with the case book under his arm.

When he walked to the door, the other party stopped suddenly. He looked back at the man behind him, hesitated for a moment and chose to tell the truth: "Today is the last day, if he still can't wake up tonight..."

The air pressure in the room dropped suddenly, but the doctor insisted on finishing the rest of the sentence: "You'd better be mentally prepared."

The door of the ward was closed from the outside with a "click". Standing behind Shang Yi, Su Jinyu looked at the man's stiff and straight back, and suddenly felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

"I asked Wang Qi to find a place for you to live, you go back and rest first."

After a long silence, the man spoke in a hoarse voice, and the hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist.

Su Jinyu opened his mouth to speak, but Wang Qi who was outside the door pushed open the door in time and walked in.

"Mr. Su, Mr. Gu, please." The other party looked at the two people in front of him, with a gentle and polite smile on his face, but his attitude was respectful but somewhat tough.

On the way back, Su Jinyu was always worried about Su Li's illness. He was unable to ask, afraid of touching Shang Yi's sad things. He didn't understand until Wang Qi, who sent them back to the hotel, said something. Yi, bear what kind of sadness.

The hotel that the man arranged for them was owned by the Shang family, and it was only two streets away from the hospital.

After Wang Qi sent the two to the door of the hotel, he turned around and prepared to leave. The boss of the company was not there, and there were still many things waiting for him to deal with.

Su Jinyu chased after the other party started the car, and called to stop the man.

Wang Qi rolled down the car window and looked at the people outside the window: "Is there something else for Mr. Su?"

Su Jinyu: "How long have you Seventh Master and... known each other?"

"It's been many years. If Mr. Su wants to know, he can ask Qiye himself. We are subordinates, so we don't want to talk too much about the privacy of our superiors."

Su Jinyu nodded to express his understanding, and after watching the other party's car leave, he turned and went back to the hotel.

hospital.

After the two of them left, Shang Yi walked to the side of the bed and sat down, looking at the person on the bed without moving, with an unprecedented calm expression in his eyes.

"I know you can't bear to leave me behind, can you?"

The person on the hospital bed was still asleep, as if he had lost all perception of the outside world.

Shang Yi raised his hand and gently took the man's needle-pocketed hand into his palm, and gently rubbed it on his cheek with great attachment and care.

He slowly closed his eyes, quietly feeling the cold temperature on his face, and the warm liquid slipped through the corners of his eyes.

"Wake up soon, okay, Little Bell misses you very much... I miss you too... I called Su Jinyu over, you can see him when you wake up..."

"A Li...A Li..." The man exchanged words one after another, with sobs like weeping blood.

However, there was no response from the person on the hospital bed.

Time passed by, and when Wang Qi opened the door of the ward, what she saw was her seventh master sitting on the ground without image.

The man raised his head after hearing the voice, and looked at him with red eyes.

"Qiye..." Wang Qi looked at the man, and suddenly his nose felt sour. For a moment, he couldn't say a word.