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Chapter 78

The corridor of the inpatient department was very quiet, and the sound of Suhang's high-heeled shoes echoed the empty and lonely coldness.

She went back to the ward, but Cui Tezhu hadn't come back yet.

Cheng Zhiang on the hospital bed was still leaning against the head of the bed, but his hands were clenched tightly against the quilt, his brows were also knit into knots, and his eyes were tightly closed as if he had fallen asleep.

Suhang didn't bother him, and walked lightly back to the desk with a stack of documents.

She couldn't bear to look at these uninteresting things. She stood in front of the window and looked at the garden, and the light from the street lamp in the distance flickered in her eyes.

Fortunately, Cheng Zhiang fell asleep and did not raise any objections to her rebellion at the moment.

There was a breeze blowing through the treetops at the window, making small noises, and a hoarse voice came from the hospital bed: "Xiaohang, remember my words..."

Suhang didn't look back, and the grievances that had been dormant in his heart for many years boiled in the soft sound of the breeze.

She stretched out her hand to hold the window frame, the night scene in front of her was blurred and shaken, gradually showing bits and pieces of the past, "In fact, everyone's life should not only have feelings. The end point. Feelings are a bit of heat that makes the road less cold, and it will be much warmer if you hold it tightly."

She didn't get an answer, and the voice even echoed in the room, as if it came from her young body when she was eight years old.

There was slow breathing on the hospital bed, and she couldn't hear whether she agreed or disagreed.

But she didn't care, these words were what she wanted to say a long time ago.

She slid her fingers on the window frame, and subconsciously wrote the name of the person in her heart stroke by stroke, letting the warm tide rise in her chest, and continued after a long while: "We can bring this heat to the By your side, even if you don't want it to burn hot, at least you can maintain the only warmth in your body. But you should never, never should, step on it under your feet to let it go out.

You know very well that after extinguishing this fire, the only way out is cold.Maybe you don't need its heat, you think money can bring more warmth, you never thought that the fire you extinguished can obviously make your way forward more smoothly. "

The breathing in the ward became heavier and more frequent, and there were movements of the body.

Suhang looked at the clean window frame, and bent his lips because of the invisible "Xiao Yige" there.

"Being with her is the happiest thing I have felt in these years. I don't have as many worries as you. I don't need anyone to inherit anything from me, nor do I need her to support my career, and I don't feel that I Has the ability to control great power. As long as I warm each other up with her on this journey, it is already my expectation to spend all my efforts."

The violent vibration of the heavy object falling to the ground disrupted the tranquility in the ward, and heavy breathing accompanied by hoarse shouts tore the silence.

Suhang turned his head suspiciously, and quickly walked over to help Cheng Zhiang who was wrapped in a quilt.

"Cheng Zhiang... Cheng Zhiang!"

Cheng Zhiang's face turned red, his eyes were wide open, his pupils constricted, and his hands gripped the heart of the hospital gown tightly.

The alarm bell in Suhang's heart rang suddenly, and he quickly got up to ring the bell beside the bed.

Cheng Zhiang curled up on the floor, Suhang couldn't wait for the nurse to come over, staring at the technique of chest compressions, took a deep breath and squatted down to push Cheng Zhiang's hands away.

Cheng Zhiang's symptoms did not abate, fine sweat sprouted from Su Hang's forehead, fell into the vortex isolated from the world, only caring about the movements of his hands.

In the dimness, there were disorderly footsteps breaking into the door, and a man in a white coat pulled her up from the ground and pushed her out of the ward.

"Sudden heart attack!"

"quick!"

She heard a few urgent instructions in a daze, and the door of the ward closed with a "bang" in front of her eyes.

Assistant Cui hurried back, looked at the closed door, and finally couldn't help shaking her shoulders: "What's wrong with the chairman! You talk!"

Suhang stared blankly at the door, "I don't know..."

What happened just now, why Cheng Zhiang had a heart attack.

Is it her words?

Could it be that Cheng Zhiang couldn't hear those words?

She didn't know how much time had passed, and Ye Wei also rushed to the door of the ward on the way, crying undistinguishable from real to fake.

The sound of messy footsteps and the doctor's orders came faintly from the ward, and the coldness of the winter night was not felt by anyone at this time.

When everything returned to calm again, the door in front of him opened, and someone took off his mask and shook his head gently.

Suhang stood quietly, there was nothing in the world, she felt the breath not far away was still.

The crying in her ears finally broke out, and she stepped on the crying, walked to the chair outside the ward and sat down step by step, lowered her head and covered her eyes.

Her hands were shaking.

In the middle of the night, Xiao's supper bureau was still in full swing.

It was rare for Xiao Manyi and Gao Wenyuan to get together with the juniors, so they just ate and drank to their heart's content tonight.

Mo Feifei punched Gao Wenyuan, Zhu Zhen and Xiao Manyi popularized a lot of unpopular knowledge that is not common in ordinary times, and fell asleep on the ground happily with a bone in their mouth.

Xiao Yige swiped Weibo with his mobile phone in his arms until the voice message of Suhang popped up on the screen.

She pursed her lips and nodded to listen, the smile fell before it even opened.

"Cheng Zhiang suffered a heart attack and was unable to recover."

The liveliness in the living room paused for a few seconds, and Mo Feifei was the first to burst into cheers: "Fuck, why don't you drink all night tonight?! Celebrate the death of old man Cheng!"

She poured a glass of drink, touched the cup on the table, and drank it down.

"Go one, sisters!"

Xiao Manyi pulled a pillow over to hug her, and looked at Gao Wenyuan.

Zhu Zhen adjusted his glasses in embarrassment, "This is not very good... After all, he is Hang Hang's father."

Xiao Yige put down the phone without saying a word, showing no emotion on his face.

Mo Feifei put his arms around Zhu Zhen's shoulders, and explained to her unambiguously: "He didn't regard himself as Hang Hang's father. It's not like you don't know how Hang Hang has lived for so many years. It's only when one foot is in the coffin." Think of Hang Hang, and die as soon as possible."

Zhu Zhen nodded thoughtfully: "That's right."

Mo Feifei looked reassuring, patted her on the shoulder before pouring a drink, and said to Gao Wenyuan with a playful smile: "Uncle, let's go? Your daughter-in-law is about to ascend the throne."

Gao Wenyuan coughed, raised his glasses and touched each other, "Let's go one by one."

Xiao Manyi ignored them, and asked Xiao Yige, "What else did Hang Hang say?"

"She said," Xiao Yige leaned back on the sofa, unconsciously pinching the edge of the sofa with both hands, "When Cheng Zhiang had a heart attack, she was the only one present."

"Fuck!"

Both Mo Feifei and Zhu Zhen opened their mouths.

Zhu Zhen translated Xiao Yige's words in a daze: "It means that Hang Hang watched him go to heaven with his own eyes?"

Xiao Manyi frowned, "Sudden myocardial infarction... something must have happened. He is in the ward, and there is no physical exertion. It may be caused by emotional overexcitement."

Xiao Yige's worry was cleared, and he shook his head slightly, "Hang Hang didn't say anything. But according to her character, if it wasn't for Cheng Zhiang's provocation, she wouldn't take the initiative to do anything."

The thing she was most worried about had happened.

She had told Su Hang before, to be careful about Cheng Zhiang's state, not to wear hats that shouldn't be worn, that's what she was talking about.

Only Suhang was present when Cheng Zhiang's accident happened, which would put a thorn in Suhang's heart.

Mo Feifei smiled casually, with a look of gloating, "Hey, I thought it was something, as for Old Man Cheng, that bad bastard, Hang Hang should be mad at him to death."

Worry appeared in Xiao Yige's eyes, and he sighed imperceptibly, "But Hang Hang will be uncomfortable."

Suhang's heart is not so cruel, she will stay away from people and things she hates, but she doesn't want the other person to be hurt, let alone hurt herself.

Mo Feifei mumbled to himself half-understood: "That's it..."

"Okay," Xiao Manyi interrupted everyone's gradually depressed mood, "Go and rest, it's late now. Don't worry about Yi Ge, Hang Hang will be very busy these days, wait for her to deal with Cheng Zhiang's funeral Let’s talk about other things.”

Xiao Yige could only nod his head, "En."

She really can't do anything now.

Tonight is a sleepless night for Suhang. After Cheng Zhiang passed away, there are various procedures to be completed.The funeral was cumbersome, and Cheng Yuzhe couldn't help, Ye Wei had a different heart, and she was afraid that she would leave these things behind and go happily.

It's a bit ironic to say that Cheng Zhiang has been busy all his life, his beloved son has achieved nothing, and his second wife has thrown himself into the arms of others long before he passed away.

At the end of the day, it was his abandoned daughter who was in charge of handling his funeral affairs.

The lights in Xiao's living room went out, and Xiao Yige went back to the room.

After taking a shower, she read some work information and cleared up all the things on hand, but she couldn't sleep no matter what.

She knew that Suhang should not be disturbed at this time, those funeral affairs made Suhang, who had first contacted and faced alone, very anxious.

The most difficult thing for her is that Suhang told her not to go over in the voice just now.

She is Suhang's lover and the person in charge of the Xiao family, so it is inappropriate for her to help deal with Cheng Zhiang's funeral.

Furthermore, Suhang was not willing to provoke the people and affairs of the Cheng family, so how could he be willing to ask her to come here to help.

The waiting time was the most unbearable, Xiao Yige's eyelids were heavy but he couldn't sleep peacefully, so he just leaned against the head of the bed with his arms around the quilt and looked out the window.

It was as if there was an invisible thread linking their hearts together. The lover who was not around could receive her endless worries. When she opened WeChat to check their daily chat records, the incoming call was sent to her in time. Be warm in the cold night.

She hugged her knees and picked up the phone, hearing the steady breathing on the other side.

Just like the end of the phone call a few hours ago, they tacitly kept silent, just feeling at ease in this way.

After a while, Su Hang said softly: "Don't wait for me tonight, you won't be able to go back."

Xiao Yige said "Yes", "Call Xu Qi over to follow you, don't worry me."

Suhang laughed, "I know, she is driving me back to Cheng's house."

"Can you come back tomorrow?" Xiao Yige asked.

Suhang paused, and there was a sigh in his words: "I will try my best. I will have a funeral tomorrow, and then I will pick a date to bury him. The company is also very chaotic. Cheng Yuzhe doesn't know anything, he only knows how to cry, and Ye Wei is nowhere to be seen now. ..."

"Ye Wei is having an affair," Xiao Yige had to remind her, "You have to be careful these days, she should be planning on you, and guard against her for anything related to property or the company."

Suhang was silent and stunned, unable to speak for a long while.

It was probably because Ye Wei was shocked by Hong Xing's cheating, Cheng Zhiang's tricks in his life were exhausted, but the person next to his pillow ended up having different dreams in the same bed.In this way, Cheng Yuzhe's future is even more unclear, and maybe a half-brother or sister will be added.

Xiao Yige had already tasted this feeling, she waited quietly for Suhang to come over.

Suhang took a deep breath and smiled, "Compared to these, I am more troubled that I can't see you."

Xiao Yige whispered to her softly, as if sticking to her ear: "Then do you want to see me tomorrow? I won't attend the funeral, I just go to accompany you."

The people in charge of the Xiao family attended Cheng Zhiang's funeral, obviously and secretly, with the intention of raising Cheng Zhiang's status, and I don't know what kind of rumors will be caused if it spreads, so Xiao Yige will definitely not attend, but avoid people's eyes and ears to accompany Suhang It's not difficult.

Suhang chuckled, her voice softened due to fatigue, "Okay, then let me... Jinwu Zangge."

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Cheng Zhiang: Friends, I am leaving, you will miss me, right?

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