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Ye Qingya spent the past few days in Changxing Hospital. After a brief interaction with Qiao Rulong, she remembered that she had not gone outside for many days. She felt upset for no reason. She had a strong idea that she should go out. Take a walk, feel the sunshine and breeze outside, and touch the real world.

Qiao Rulong's car accident brought her to Dongzhou and imprisoned her in this hospital. As a wife, she should stay by her husband's side without rest or sleep. Seeing that Qiao Rulong was out of danger, she was relieved, not only It was for Qiao Rulong's rebirth, and also for his own freedom.

Ye Qingya knows very well what kind of person she is. She has her own spiritual world. She can have no marriage or children, but she cannot lose her freedom.

She didn't think so in the past. She had been a good girl since she was a child. She had an enviable family background. She didn't even have to plan her future. Her family had arranged everything for her, including her marriage.

She thought it was the right choice to marry Qiao Rulong. Qiao Rulong was undoubtedly an outstanding man, and their families were family friends. Everything was so natural. Ye Qingya didn't even think about whether she loved him, as her grandfather said. It is said that when considering the right match, one should not be too demanding about love.

Love is mostly blind, marriage must be rational.

Ye Qingya is extremely smart, and she knows very well the role she should play, but her intelligence allows her to see too many realities clearly. It's not that she doesn't want to run their small family, but that she has long realized that the more she invests, the more If it was too much, it might be more painful in the future, so she transferred most of her energy to calligraphy and painting.

Ye Qingya walked out of the ward building, but did not see the sun. The sky was covered with thick clouds and the wind was strong. Ye Qingya walked forward aimlessly.

"Mrs. Qiao! Where are you going?"

Ye Qingya followed the sound and saw Zhao Feiyang, the director of Changxing Hospital, appearing next to her with a big bag in his hand.

"Just wandering around."

"It's going to rain, don't go far." Zhao Feiyang reminded kindly.

Ye Qingya said: "Where are you going?"

Zhao Feiyang said: "Go and see your son. He was born prematurely, has neonatal jaundice, and is still in the blue light box."

Ye Qingya nodded and suddenly remembered that if Zhao Feiyang's wife had not donated his heart, it would be difficult to save Qiao Rulong. Now that Zhao Feiyang's son has lost his mother, as Qiao Rulong's wife Yu Qingyuli, she should also visit her. She offered to accompany Zhao Feiyang to see the child.

Zhao Feiyang hesitated for a while but agreed to her request.

Ye Qingya had never seen such a small child in the past. Zhao Feiyang told her that the child was not full-term, so it was much smaller than a normal baby. However, the current physical condition was pretty good and there were no abnormalities in development.

Another woman might have praised the child for being so cute and beautiful. But Ye Qingya really couldn't say anything. The child was thin and small, with wrinkles on his face and body. He looked like a little monkey. She couldn't say such things against her will.

Ye Qingya opened her handbag and found exactly 10,000 yuan in cash. She had kept it for emergencies, but now it came in handy.

Zhao Feiyang didn't want to accept it at first, but Ye Qingya insisted on giving the child a gift, so he had no choice but to accept it.

When Ye Qingya was about to leave, it started to rain outside. She stood in the corridor of the ward and looked at the pouring rain outside. Zhao Feiyang came to her side and said, "This rain won't stop for a while. I'll go and help you." Bring me an umbrella."

Ye Qingya shook her head: "No, I'll wait for a while. I've been staying in the ward over there for the past few days."

Zhao Feiyang said: "This is also a ward. By the way, I asked Dr. Shu that Mr. Qiao is recovering very well, and his rejection reaction is very mild. I believe it won't be long before the isolation is lifted."

Ye Qingya said: "Thanks to your hospital for the rescue this time, and I want to thank you even more for your selfless dedication."

Zhao Feiyang sighed and said: "It's fate." He still had to leave first.

Ye Qingya stood in front of the window and watched the rain silently. There were too many obstacles in this world, and even a sudden heavy rain could trap her steps.

Mr. Qiao and Mr. Ye rarely went to each other's homes. After Qiao Rulong and Ye Qingya got married, they rarely saw each other and even rarely talked on the phone.

It’s not that people try to avoid ineffective social interactions as they get older, but that they unanimously choose to live in seclusion.

There is an unwritten rule in the system. Once you retire, you should try to reduce your appearance as much as possible. The higher the position, the more so.

Old comrades also try to avoid moving around each other to avoid being misunderstood.

When Mr. Qiao walked into the gate of Ye's house, Mr. Ye was already waiting for him in the yard.

Although both of them had straight waists, they both found that the other was visibly older.

Ye Laodao: "Did you think of eating at my house today?"

Mr. Qiao said with a smile: "I had no intention of eating at your house, but suddenly I remembered that you were here, so I just came over to have a look."

"What's there to see? Aren't I living a good life?" Mr. Ye said while inviting Mr. Qiao inside.

Mr. Ye prepared the tea. The two old men came to the tea room, and Mr. Ye began to boil water to make tea.

Mr. Qiao said: "I heard that you were not in good health a few days ago, so I wanted to come see you."

Ye Laodao: "I don't know how good my health is. Who are you listening to?"

"I will not tell you."

Ye Lao said: "Old and cunning!"

"Each other, each other!" Both of them laughed, so ridiculously that they were obviously not that happy.

Mr. Ye handed the tea cup to Mr. Qiao. Mr. Qiao took it and smelled the tea: "What a good tea!"

"A gift from my grandson."

Qiao Laoxin said where did you get your grandson? He is almost a godson. Xu Chunliang didn’t even give me this tea. Can I give it to you here? You told me on purpose.

Mr. Qiao said: "I came here today because I want to discuss something with you."

Mr. Ye picked up the teacup: "Drink tea, drink tea first."

Mr. Qiao took a sip of tea and said, "You should know about Rulong, right?"

Ye Laodao: "What are you talking about?"

Mr. Qiao said: "Brother, don't pretend to be confused with me. There is something we can't talk about."

Mr. Ye sighed and said: "When we were young, you and I talked about everything. Later, we began to understand that even if we are best friends, there are some things we can talk about and some things we can't. Now that we are old, we can try our best not to talk. talk."

Mr. Qiao said: "We still have to talk about things that should be discussed. Such a big thing has happened to Rulong. Even if he recovers, it is impossible to return to the past. Although I hope he is healthy, the reality is here, brother, I don’t want him to drag down Qingya for the rest of her life.”

Ye Lao's eyebrows moved. He originally thought that Mr. Qiao came here to negotiate terms, but he didn't expect that he would directly express his attitude. Old Qiao, Old Qiao, you are retreating in order to advance. It is obviously your grandson who made a mistake. It seems that It seems like he is thinking about our Ye family.

Mr. Ye took a sip of tea and said nothing.

Mr. Qiao said: "I originally wanted to have a good talk with Changyuan, but after thinking about it, I should still talk to you. What I promised you will definitely be done. With Changyuan's ability, no matter whether I come forward or not, he will never come forward again. It’s only a matter of time before things go further.”

Mr. Ye looked at this old friend who had been with him almost all his life and said, "Are you doing this to compensate?"

Mr. Qiao shook his head: "I'll tell you the truth, all my hopes are placed on Rulong. With his physical condition, it is no longer possible for him to develop within the system. Even if he reluctantly stays, he won't be able to go very far. I Now, I just want him to live healthy for a few more years."

Mr. Ye knew that Mr. Qiao never told him intentionally. He also knew about Qiao Rulong's condition and had undergone a heart transplant. No matter how well he recovered, he would never be able to return to his previous physical state. It could even be said that Qiao Rulong He is no longer a healthy person, and no one dares to entrust him with important responsibilities. The star of hope of the Qiao family has fallen before it even rises.

Mr. Ye picked up the teapot and refilled the hot tea for Mr. Qiao. He looked at the amber tea soup and said meaningfully: "You just give in?"

Mr. Qiao said: "Those who can defeat you are our own people. I can see the shadow of distant mountains in him."

Ye Laodao: "Have you ever asked Rulong what he meant?"

Mr. Qiao said: "He will respect my opinion."

Ye Laodao: "Are you asking for my opinion now or are you here to inform me of your decision?"

Mr. Qiao reminded him: "It's full!"

The tea cup in front of him has been filled, and the tea has been poured to 70%. Mr. Qiao does not believe that his old friend does not know this truth, nor does he believe that he will suddenly lose his mind. At their level, it is difficult for the state of mind to be disturbed by external objects. I came prepared today, and Mr. Ye must have thought deeply about it during this time.

Ye Lao said: "As long as it's served flat, it won't spill when it's full."

Old Qiao said: "I'm so old that my hands are shaking."

Ye Laodao: "Isn't what you are best at carrying water?"

Mr. Qiao laughed dumbly, his old friend was still angry after all. Picking up the full cup of tea, his hands were as steady as ever without shaking at all. He took a sip of the tea and drank half of it.

Ye Laodao: "I just said you can do it."

Mr. Qiao said: "I have no confidence in myself."

Ye Laodao said: "Changyuan loves this daughter very much. He feels wronged."

Mr. Qiao nodded: "I also love Qingya very much, so I don't want her to be wronged by following Rulong all her life."

Ye Laodao: "There is nothing to feel wronged about. If you want to blame it, you should blame me. I was the one who arranged it in the first place."

Mr. Qiao pursed his lips: "Brother, I'm sorry!"

Ye Laodao: "Actually, it's not as pessimistic as you say. There is still hope for the Qiao family."

Mr. Qiao understood what he was referring to and said with a bitter smile: "I will never accept it." But in his heart, he was thinking about that fat and white boy, George. There is indeed hope for the Qiao family, but he can no longer see it. It's time for hope to come true.

Ye Laodao: "Whether you accept it or not is a fact, and you have no say in the future."

The two looked at each other, and Mr. Qiao understood what his old friend's words meant. He was getting old, and his influence was declining day by day. It wouldn't take long for him to even be able to control this increasingly dim family.

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