Chapter 175

After running out of the wedding scene, mu Zehao went directly to the airport and bought the closest flight to Los Angeles.

Sitting on the plane, he felt guilty about leaving Qiao Xiaoxiao again at the wedding just now, but Fang Ting's weak voice told him that he was seriously ill and hoped to see him for the last time. He could not keep the appointment.

The scales on both sides deviate from Fang Ting's side. He hopes to explain it to Qiao Xiaoxiao at that time. It seems that Qiao Xiaoxiao can be put aside temporarily in his eyes. In his eyes, Fang Ting's serious illness can be put on the horizontal frame and the wedding.

The farther he flew, the farther he left Qiao Xiaoxiao. The long track made him have to miss Qiao Xiaoxiao. I don't know if she was all right?

After the plane landed, mu Zehao thought about contacting Qiao Xiaoxiao, but he didn't know how to speak. Qiao Xiaoxiao was not very happy at the mention of Fang ting. Moreover, he ran away at their wedding this time. He had a headache.

So she gave up and wanted to see what Fang Ting was like as soon as possible.

American hospitals are different from China. There are not as many patients here as there are in China. Every nurse has a clear division of labor. You have to ask the right nurse to find someone. Mu Zehao asked several people to find Fang Ting's ward.

"Dong Dong Dong." Mu Zehao knocked on the door. He was very nervous. He didn't expect to meet again after so long. He was in the hospital.

There came a particularly weak woman's voice, "please come in."

Mu Zehao opened the door. The woman seemed to have just woke up. She was rubbing her sleepy eyes with one hand. When she saw mu Zehao appear in front of her, she was stupid immediately.

"You, you..." Fang Ting was surprised. Unexpectedly, mu Zehao really came to her side all the way. She felt a little lucky that mu Zehao still had himself in her heart.

In Mu Zehao's eyes, Fang ting on the hospital bed is skinny and her eyes are deeply sunken. Her dark circles are so thick that she seems to have never seriously fallen asleep, and her lips are a little white. Originally, Fang Ting's skin color is white, but now her face is more white and frightening. Anyone who sees it will feel sympathy.

"How did you get to where you are now?" Before Fang Ting spoke, mu Zehao asked questions first.

Fang Ting shook her head and smiled bitterly. Her voice was as cold as being extracted from her soul. "Sit down. It doesn't matter how it was done. Thank you for coming to see me."

Mu Zehao always had a scar in his heart. He didn't know where the scar came from, so he urgently wanted to find out.

"Fang Ting, what have you experienced since you left me?" There was some anger in Mu Zehao's tone, as if he was scolding Fang ting for leaving without saying goodbye.

Fang Ting tried to do it, but one hand was wrapped around the infusion tube, so it was not very convenient to move. Mu Zehao was soft hearted and immediately came forward to hold her and let her lean comfortably.

Mu Zehao stared at Fang ting and hoped she would answer truthfully. Fang Ting avoided his sight and looked elsewhere. "I, I met a shipwreck and floated on the sea for more than ten hours. Later, my luck was not bad and was rescued by passing ships."

Past shipwrecks? Mu Zehao looked at Fang Ting seriously and felt her eyes dodge. With her panda like black eyes, how could it be caused by a shipwreck.

"Really?" Mu Zehao added.

Fang Ting nodded, changed the subject and said, "how are you doing recently?"

Mu Zehao frowned. He has been very well recently, has a good wife, and just had a wedding that everyone envies, but now it should be a farce laughed at by everyone.

"OK." Mu Zehao faintly spits out these two words. Looking at Fang Ting now, he is really distressed. The happy times in the past are clearly displayed in front of him like a movie in his mind.

"What about work?" Fang Ting didn't want the atmosphere to be so embarrassing, so she had to ask again.

Mu Zehao swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "it's not bad."

Fang Ting showed a whole row of white teeth and smiled at mu Zehao, "that's good."

"Dong Dong Dong."

The wards were sounded again, and a doctor and a nurse came in.

"Who is this?" The doctor took the medical record book and pointed to Mu Zehao with his signature pen.

Fang Ting glanced at mu Zehao and said faintly, "a friend of mine."

The doctor nodded, walked forward and took a look at Fang Ting's current dosage. He asked and checked regularly every day, "how do you feel today?"

"Very good."

Mu Zehao listened to the dialogue between the doctor and Fang ting. Without saying a few words, the doctor left and left the nurse to change Fang Ting's dressing.

Mu Zehao followed out. He took two quick steps to catch up with the doctor.

"Hello." Mu Zehao didn't know what name Fang Ting's attending doctor believed, so he could only greet her simply and politely.

"Anything else?" The doctor looked at mu Zehao suspiciously.

"Well, I just want to ask Fang ting what's wrong with her." Mu Zehao scratched his head and said he didn't know.

"Didn't she tell you?" The doctor tilted his head and still looked at mu Zehao suspiciously. He paused for a second and continued: "Fang Ting is suffering from depression and has a serious tendency to commit suicide. I don't know exactly what caused it, but it's best to have her close people around her to accompany her and encourage her, so as to prevent her condition from further deterioration."

Mu Zehao was stunned. Depression and suicidal tendencies existed in Fang ting. It was incredible. Mu Zehao recovered from his surprise, nodded politely and said, "thank you, doctor."

Flustered, he had stood at the door, staring at Fang ting in a daze.

He saw Fang Ting's lips move, but he didn't hear her voice. Now another voice came into his mind, that was Fang Ting's cheerful laughter like a silver bell.

"What are you looking at?" Fang Ting waved to Mu Zehao again.

The bright sunshine from the window lay on the empty hospital bed next to Fang ting. He looked at the table at the head of Fang Ting's bed. There was not even any fruit. The water in the cup was empty. It seemed that no one would take care of her. He lived in the hospital alone and treated the disease alone. How could he not be lonely.

Mu Zehao finally smiled at Fang ting. If the patient wants to be good and fast, he needs a positive atmosphere.

"I think your room is a little too simple." Mu Zehao stepped forward and poured a glass of water for Fang ting and handed it to her, "are you hungry?" Before Fang Ting answered, he said anxiously, "I'll go out and buy you something and wait for me for a while."

Fang Ting looked at his back and smiled more. She knew that the day she called mu Zehao was the wedding of Mu Zehao and Qiao Xiaoxiao. What a beautiful day and what a happy couple. It was a pity that she broke up in this way.

She closed her eyes slowly. She was hungry for almost a week. Her head was a little dizzy. Since she saw mu Zehao's doting appearance of accompanying Qiao Xiaoxiao to choose a ring last time, she was angry. Even if she didn't want it, others couldn't get it.

Fang Ting's careful thinking, how can mu Zehao detect it? He is like a fool. When he sees Fang Ting, everything disappears, and the past betrayals disappear, but what about Qiao Xiaoxiao? Is there anything in his mind for her?

About an hour later, mu Zehao came in with a bunch of flowers, a fruit basket and a packed takeout box.

Fang Ting took the flowers, put her nose close and smelled them carefully, "how fragrant, how beautiful!"

Mu Zehao smiled, put down his things and sat down relaxed.

"I haven't received the flowers you sent me for a long time." Fang Ting couldn't put it down and kept playing with it.

"Just like it."

"Of course I do. I like everything you give me." Fang Ting hurried to answer with an excited face. She didn't look like a patient with depression at all.

Mu Zehao's heart suddenly stopped after listening. His eyes unconsciously kept looking at Fang Ting, "why don't you tell me the truth."

"What?" Fang Ting doesn't understand what to tell the truth. Her face suddenly becomes dignified. Is it because mu Zehao has investigated something.

"Your illness, why did you lie to me that you were in a shipwreck..."

"Depression, I know." Fang Ting put the flowers aside and sighed. The room was surprisingly quiet. Both of them were silent.

"Anyway, they are all sick. What does it matter?" Fang Ting broke the silence with a bitter smile. "Moreover, I don't want you to worry too much. I'm already very happy that you can come to see me."

Mu Zehao clenched Fang Ting's cold fingers, looked at her firmly and said, "don't worry, I will take you to the best hospital for treatment, and you will get better."

Fang Ting retracted her hand. Her bright eyes looked pitifully at mu Zehao and bit her lips. "No, you have your own family and your own work. I don't want to drag you down."

With that, his eyelids hung heavily, and he didn't want mu Zehao to see her crying.

"What's a drag? Your life matters."

Fang Ting shook her head, wronged like an injured kitten, lying ill in bed.

Seeing this, mu Zehao put his warm palm on Fang Ting's thin shoulder and said comfortingly, "I will always be with you until your illness recovers. Don't think about other things and have a good rest."

After listening to what mu Zehao said, Fang Ting's tears couldn't stop flowing out, which made mu Zehao feel at a loss.

"All right, all right, don't cry."

Fang Ting hugged mu Zehao's arm, put her head against mu Zehao's powerful arm, and made an intermittent voice, "thank you... You are still so kind to me... In fact, I always have you in my heart."

After saying this, Fang Ting raised her head and looked into mu Zehao's eyes, "I've never forgotten you. I still remember that we used to travel together. I remember clearly every day before. I'll be inexplicably happy every time I think of it. I still remember the piano music you composed for me. I need to know every note... "

Fang Ting said that every bit of her past and mu Zehao brought mu Zehao back to the past, as if they hadn't been separated for too long. It seemed that they all happened yesterday.

He saw Fang ting and him in a room. Their hands were covered with white starch, seriously making cakes and cookies they liked each other, putting them into the oven and waiting for the food to come out. In the twinkling of an eye, he saw him sitting next to Fang ting in front of the elegant piano, and the two played a beautiful song together. In short, there are too many memories between them, which are engraved into their bones.

"I really miss you and really want to see you." Fang Ting stroked mu Zehao's cheek with her fingers. This eyebrow, this eye and this mouth used to be hers.

"Can I stay with you all the time? I don't want to be separated from you. It's too hard. I'm suffering every minute and every second." Fang Ting looked at mu Zehao with tears in her eyes and looked forward to his answer. She should not be disappointed.

Mu Zehao held Fang Ting's slender wrist, nodded and promised, "as long as you like."