Just, Gu Mingyuan's face is particularly dignified, and Yao Xingyu is inexplicably flustered.

"What's the matter?" Yao Xingyu stood up from the stone bench and asked.

Gu Mingyuan came to her, cold lips, said: "Yao Xingyu, the hospital just called, your mother had a heart attack, is the hospital rescue."

After listening to Yao Xingyu, his heart suddenly sank, and his hand hanging on his side tightly grasped it.

But on the surface, Yao Xingyu is calm, at least, much calmer than Gu Mingyuan thought.

"Gu Er Shao told me the news. Would you like to let me out? Still, I hope I can cooperate a little more. " Yao Xingyu looks up at him.

"I'll take you to the hospital now." Gu Mingyuan replied, then he reached out to hold her hand and walked quickly to the courtyard.

Yao Xingyu has been trapped in this small quadrangle for more than ten days. It's the first time he stepped out of the courtyard.

She was crammed by Gu Mingyuan into the copilot of the car, and then the car jumped out.

When Yao Xingyu followed Gu Mingyuan to the hospital, the light on the top of the rescue room door was always on. In the middle of the night, the corridor of the hospital is quiet and empty, and the red light in the emergency room gives a dazzling and gloomy feeling.

Yao Xingyu stands at the door of the rescue room, his back is thin and thin, and his body is slightly shaking uncontrollably.

Gu Mingyuan stood beside her, subconsciously stretched out his arm around her shoulder, relieved and said: "I have contacted the top cardiologist in China, your mother will be OK."

After listening to Yao Xingyu, he hesitated to look at him and said a little hoarse in his voice, "thank you."

Before long, the door of the emergency room opened, and the attending doctor came out and took off the sterile mask on his face.

When Yao Xingyu came to him, he suddenly felt that his voice was stuck in his throat and could not be heard at all. She opened her eyes wide, with water in them, and looked at the doctor nervously.

"Doctor, how is the patient?" Gu Mingyuan holds Yao Xingyu in his arms and asks for her.

"The patient's cardiac arrest is under control for the time being. But one more night of observation. " The doctor roughly explained the patient's condition to the family, and ordered the medical staff to send Mrs. Yao back to the ward.

Mrs. Yao has been in a coma, but her vital signs are stable. The special nurse has been in the ward. Yao Xingyu can hardly help.

The special nurse Yao Xingyu hired for her mother is very dedicated and careful. Tonight, if she didn't find out the difference of Mrs. Yao, if she didn't find the patient's heart stopped beating until dawn, the body would be stiff, let alone rescue.

Yao Xingyu stayed by his mother's bed for a while. Mrs. Yao in the hospital bed had beautiful features, which was similar to Yao Xingyu in five points, but her face was extremely pale, and her people were very thin.

These years, Yao Wanyi left Mrs. Yao in the sanatorium, ignoring her life and death. Probably, in Yao Wanyi's heart, I wish Mrs. Yao would die soon, so as not to live in the way.

Yao Xingyu silently holds his mother's hand. Mrs. Yao's hand is cold and cold, with little temperature. My mother is very ill, but every time I talk to her, she says she's very well. Let her not worry.

The mother in Yao Xingyu's memory has always been gentle. Even though her life is so bad, she has never lost her temper to her daughter. She has always been taking good care of her daughter's growth and helped the young Yao Xingyu to support the sky with her thin shoulders.

Yao Xingyu holds his mother's cold hand and tears drop uncontrollably. In her heart, Mrs. Yao is a weak woman, but a strong mother.

She knew that her mother's illness was very serious, but she had been struggling for her.

She once overheard her mother and uncle talking. The mother said, "I can't die now, and I dare not die. Anyway, I'll hold my last breath and watch the star language grow up. If I die, Yao Wanyi, that bastard and that woman, don't know what they're going to do with star language competition. "

"Miss Yao, I'll stay here. Go back first." Said the special guard.

Yao Xingyu nodded, quickly wiped off the tears on his cheek, and then raised his head. Obviously, she doesn't want anyone to see her vulnerable side.

"Take care of my mother." Yao Xingyu said to the special guard. In order to avoid quarreling with Mrs. Yao to rest, Yao Xingyu had to leave the ward.

On the corridor outside the ward, Gu Mingyuan was smoking against the wall on one side.

He saw her coming out of the ward, smoking a cigarette at the tip of his finger, and his deep eyes were staring at her all the time.

Yao Xingyu's eyes are red like a rabbit, but there are no tears on his cheek. She still looks like that, calm and cold, but her eyes are empty.

She sat down in a chair outside the ward and leaned back wearily. The more she pretends to be strong, the more painful it is.

Gu Mingyuan casually throws half of the burnt smoke into the recycling pipe, then, with long legs, walks to Yao Xingyu in three or two steps, and sits down beside her.Yao Xingyu looks up at him and touches his lips lightly, but says nothing.

Gu Mingyuan reached out and patted her on the shoulder with the strength of comfort. "I've asked the doctor. Your mother's condition is under control and will not be in danger for the time being."

Yao Xingyu nodded to show his understanding.

For the time being. Yes, it's just that there will be no danger for the time being. Her mother's heart disease is natural and can't be cured at all. In recent years, her mother was hurt by Yao Wanyi, the man, and worked hard for her. The lamp had run out of oil, just holding on to the last breath.

Yao Xingyu's eyes couldn't help getting hot, but she didn't let the tears fall down, so the tears kept rolling in her eyes, looking pitiful.

"I know. She's in pain now. In fact, death may be a relief for her. But, in this world, she is my only family member, I don't want her to die, she died, leaving me alone, I'm really afraid. So, I kept saying to her, please don't die, don't leave me alone.

Gu Mingyuan, am I selfish? "

Gu Mingyuan stared at her deeply. Her thick long eyelashes were stained with a mist of water, and she was stubborn and refused to cry. She was a stubborn girl.

He looked at her eyes, a little deeper. Then, stretching out her arm, holding her shoulder, the voice is very light and light, saying, "don't be afraid, you won't be alone."

Yao Xingyu didn't seem to go deep into the meaning of this sentence. She raised the back of her hand, rubbed her eyes hard, and rubbed away the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes.

Gu Mingyuan stretched out his hand and put her head on his shoulder. The tone still sounded casual and cynical. "Look at you, you are so pitiful. You can rely on your shoulder. However, I'm just doing good for a while. Don't fall in love with me."