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"Your father is busy. You know his condition recently. He won't be able to come to the hospital for the time being. Be obedient. Next time I will bring my sister and introduce you. She will like you."

Standing at the door of the ward, Bai Wei saw Sakurai Si reluctantly holding up the little bear doll: "Goodbye, uncle."

Bai Wei waved his hand, closed the door, and took the elevator down to the first floor.

In the ward, Sakurai Si was lying on the bed, hugging two teddy bear dolls, staring at the white ceiling, the same room, the same scenery, she watched it for three years, got used to it even if she wasn’t used to it, gradually changed You have to be able to endure loneliness, to endure pain, and to become unaware of the passage of time.

Although she didn't study, she was really a mature girl. She naturally learned to observe her words and feelings, and she also understood the deep sympathy and pity in the nurses and doctors' eyes. She remembered the tiredness and sadness in her father's eyes every time he came to see her.

Gather less and leave more...

She was very lonely, but she didn't dare to say it, for fear of causing more trouble to her father.

She is actually a girl who likes to act like a baby, how can there be a girl who doesn't like to act like a baby, but there are not so many people in this world who allow her to act like a baby.

In the past, I felt scared when I opened my eyes every day, thinking about getting injections, taking medicine, checking my body, and seeing the serious expressions of nurses and doctors every day.

She can only endure her emotions and try her best to keep her expressionless, and then the adults will praise her for being so sensible.

She can only be sensible.

Because being sensible is the only thing she can do.

The more sensible she is, the more she will make others feel sorry for her, and the more she will not dare to speak out her heart.

but……

This time is different.

Sakurai Si smiled, met her uncle, sister, and other people in the future, she was already very happy.

It would be even better if Dad was there too.

What would happen if Dad was there?

Uncle will definitely quarrel with Dad at that time, he always looks like he is very mature, just different from the occasional childish Dad, thinking of the two talking together, just thinking about it think it will be very happy.

I want to talk together, eat together, watch animation together, and bask in the sun together.

Sitting in a wheelchair by myself, my father pushed for a while, and my uncle pushed for a while.

They were bickering in the back, and they were listening and laughing in front.

That's fine.

Already very good.

"Hope, see Dad again soon." Sakurai Si whispered her wish to the window.

At this time, there was a sound from the door.

Sakurai Si looked forward to it: "Uncle?"

But it wasn't the uncle who entered the door, but a greasy middle-aged man. Sensing a sense of danger, she subconsciously grabbed the alarm button at her hand.

"Sakurai Si, right?" The middle-aged man approached familiarly, maintaining a hypocritical smile: "You don't need to press that, I'm not a bad person... I just came to tell you something."

"What, what?" Sakurai asked nervously.

The leather bagman said a word slowly with a gloomy face.

The small wish made by the sensible smiling girl was thrown on the ground and shattered in an instant.

The light in her eyes went out.

……

At the entrance of the hospital, Bai Wei saw a leather bag man looking around.

"Sir..." He took the initiative to approach and talk.

"You haven't given up yet?" Bai Wei had a calm attitude towards this purse who talked less nonsense.

"No, no, that's not what I meant." The leather bag man swallowed a mouthful of spit: "I just want to ask, have you seen my colleague? He seems to have never come downstairs. I have been waiting for a long time."

Bai Wei turned his head suddenly, looked across the atrium, and saw the figure in the window of the inpatient building. He was startled, and suddenly rushed to the entrance stairs of the hospital. The leather bag was thrown to the ground by the sudden change of violent air pressure.

Bai Wei didn't take a breath, and rushed back to the ward directly from the stairs, and saw the leather bag just walking out of the ward.

He slowed down his steps, his steps were dull, his face was gloomy, and his murderous aura overflowed uncontrollably.

The leather bag man realized that he had revealed his secrets, and hurriedly wanted to explain, still with that fake smile.

"You, listen to me..."

His voice was stuck in his throat, one hand was stuck on his neck, and he lifted his body weighing more than 100 kilograms with one hand, his feet were off the ground, and the leather bag slapped his wrists frantically with both hands, but he couldn't break free, breathing He became jerky, his neck was locked, and his head was starving for oxygen.

"Forgive, spare..." He spit out a large piece of spittle: "Don't, kill, don't kill me..."

Bai Wei's eyes were cold, and he let go of his hand just before he broke the opponent's neck.

The leather bag fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, holding his throat and coughing hoarsely and hard.

"This account, I will settle it with you slowly, now... get lost!"

Bai Wei's voice is hoarse, he can't kill people here, and he can't come in to see her covered in blood.

The leather bag who scrambled away didn't know that he just took his life.

The whole floor was very quiet, Bai Wei calmed down all over his body, he breathed a sigh of relief, pushed open the door of the ward, Sakurai Satoshi did not stay on the hospital bed, the ward was empty, only the slight sobbing sound came intermittently from the bathroom, He was desperately suppressed.

He didn't knock on the door, but gently pushed it open.

The sensible little girl huddled into a small ball, squatting on the ground, hugging her knees, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.

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"Xiaosi..."

Bai Wei called out the girl's name softly.

The girl raised her eyes, her eyes were red, then she lowered her head and asked softly.

"Uncle knows, right?"

Bai Wei knelt down, stretched out his hand, and wanted to touch her hair, but he didn't know how to speak, so he put it down resentfully.

He said: "Your father passed away. Before he left, he told me to take care of you. He told me everything about you."

Sakurai Si's shoulders trembled slightly, she bit her lip, tears streaming down her eyes.

A few minutes ago, she was still dreaming of the beautiful scene when her father came to see her...

How long has it been?

The dream was like a bubble, easily shattered.

"Dad, you're a liar, you're a villain, you're a villain..."

The girl choked up crying.

Bai Wei was silent for a while, and said seriously.

"Your father cares about you very much, everything he does is for you..."

"Maybe he is a bad guy in the eyes of others, a big villain, but he gave you all his love."

"even if……"

Even if he died, he still couldn't let go.

Sakurai shook her head, she raised her head again, her crying eyes were red, she just repeated.

"He's a badass!"

"He said he would come to see me, that my illness would recover, and that he would take me out of here..."

"He doesn't want me anymore."

"He's a liar, a big liar..."

Bai Wei's heart seemed to be held tightly by something.

He stretched out his hand and gently hugged the little girl. No matter how eloquent he was, he didn't know how to comfort the child at this time.

Touching Sakurai Si's body, Bai Wei felt that her body was cold, but her forehead became very hot.

She had been crying for quite some time, emotionally, and too sadly, which added to her already poor physical condition.

His forehead became hot, and his sanity gradually became unclear.

Bai Wei's face changed slightly, he picked up Sakurai Si and put him on the bed, and pressed the button by the window, the nurse and doctor immediately came to the edge of the bed.

Their faces changed after a simple inspection.

"Didn't you say you can't make her too emotional?" An elderly nurse complained to Bai Wei.

"My fault." Bai Wei didn't argue: "Can it be treated?"

"I just used the dragon's serum two days ago, and it will take at least another week before the injection, otherwise her body will not be able to bear it, so now I can only add more nutrient solution and send someone to take care of it 24 hours a day, but I am worried that her condition will continue to deteriorate. Organ failure."

The doctor quickly left the ward: "I'll try to contact Dr. Kurosawa again, she may have a solution."

Bai Wei stood in the ward for a while, but was stared out by the nurse.

This group of nurses took care of Sakurai Si for two or three years, almost treating her like a half-daughter, and couldn't give Bai Wei a good look.

At this time, the emperor could only scratch his head and followed the doctor on duty to the office. At this time, the phone was connected, and a magnetic female voice came from the other end.

The doctor on duty handed the microphone to Bai Wei: "Doctor Kuize has something to talk to you about."

Bai Wei picked up the microphone of the landline, put it to his ear, and said, "Hello, Dr. Kurosawa."

"Hello, Mr. Bai." Although the voice was a little distorted through the phone line, the voice was still very reliable: "I just heard about her situation. As the attending physician, I can't come back for the time being. I'm very sorry."

"Is there a treatment plan?"

"I went out this time to find a specific medicine for this kind of disease. It is still in the collection and production stage. It will take at least a week to produce the finished product. Now there is only a placebo in the hospital."

"One week?" Bai Wei frowned.

A week later, December is less than a few days away. At this time, go to collect raw materials to make special medicine?

"This kind of medicine is quite special. Well, I can't explain the details, and far away water can't save near fire. I thought her condition wouldn't deteriorate so quickly. What happened?"

"It's like this..." Bai Wei briefly explained the situation.