虐渣男从 现在 开始

Winter goes to spring, and the calendar turns over page by page.

Three months passed away quietly.

Zhao Xianghai is still dizzy with busy work every day. In order to take care of everything, he supports his tired body and numbly goes back and forth in the company, hospital, and social occasions to deal with it.

Not to mention anyone else, but the doctor who has been in charge of observing Xiao Ye's situation all this time feels sorry for this man.

The doctor advised Zhao Xianghai several times, saying that he can't be so tired anymore, otherwise, before Xiao Ye woke up, he would probably collapse first.

Zhao Xianghai himself felt nothing.

He has long been used to physical fatigue, but what makes him uncomfortable is the heavy oppression in his heart.

Before, he always hoped that Xiao Ye would wake up in a short time, and he was full of anticipation every day.But three months passed like this, and Xiao Ye showed no sign of waking up.

In addition, more and more people are discussing quietly, thinking that Xiao Ye will probably lie in bed like this for the rest of his life, and it is impossible for him to wake up again.Zhao Xianghai heard it a few times by accident, and felt more and more uncomfortable and panicked.

Someone around him started to persuade Zhao Xianghai tactfully, to give up.

Zhao Xianghai laughed it off every time.

Three months, more than 90 days, he was so tired that he suffered from spondylosis several times. Occasionally, he was so tired that he felt weak all over, and he was directly fed glucose.

Even so, he never had the slightest thought of giving up.

Xiao Ye was still in a coma, oblivious to everything.

After Zhao Xianghai squeezed his body so much, his body finally began to experience greater discomfort.

He started having trouble sleeping.

It's not that I can't sleep on a certain day, but it's continuous, and I can't sleep all night.

When Assistant Wang was at work one day, he was taken aback by President Zhao's bloodshot eyes. He didn't care about the distinction between superiors and subordinates, and forced Zhao Xianghai to see a doctor.

The doctor diagnosed that Zhao Xianghai's energy was overdrawn and at the same time, he was under too much psychological pressure.

Since then, Zhao Xianghai had to take sleeping pills regularly to barely allow his body to breathe.

Assistant Wang looked at Mr. Zhao's appearance, and secretly got him a medicine box to keep ready at any time.This stupid guy was so worried that he lost his mind that he even put in such things as quick-acting Jiuxin pills.

In the midst of this increasingly hopeless waiting and suffering, another three months passed.

It is already midsummer.

Zhao Xianghai's friend, Shao Jinhong, the head of the Shaw Group, rushed to Xiao Ye's ward on this day.When he pushed open the door of the ward, Zhao Xianghai was sitting by the bed, skillfully wiping Xiao Ye's face and neck with a towel.

Several assistants and Xiao Lele sat beside him.

Zhao Xianghai heard the voice behind him, turned his head to look, and said with a smile: "Jinhong, you are here."

"Yeah." Shao Jinhong agreed in a deep voice.

Zhao Xianghai put the towel in the small basin, put the small basin aside, and waited for the nurse to handle it.

He took the suit jacket from the side and quickly put it on: "Then let's go, it's not easy to negotiate this project, we have to get there early. Is the car downstairs?"

Shao Jinhong frowned and looked at Zhao Xianghai's face: "Take a break."

"what?"

"I said, take a break," Shao Jinhong said with a serious face, "Look, have you taken a breath in the past six months? No matter how hard life is, you can't suffer like this."

Zhao Xianghai snorted and said, "Why are you talking so much today?"

"Why do I talk too much?" Shao Jinhong snorted coldly, "Look for yourself, how thin you are now. That bastard on the bed is still sleeping and having sweet dreams."

Zhao Xianghai's face froze, and he smiled awkwardly: "Just treat it as losing weight."

"What are you losing?" Shao Jinhong's tone became more and more severe, "If you lose more, you may lose your life. You really..."

Zhao Xianghai shook his head helplessly, and interrupted him: "Forget it, time is tight, let's go."

With that said, he took a step and walked out.

The moment he took a step, his eyes suddenly went dark, his whole body was groggy and lost his strength for a moment, and he fell to the ground suddenly.

Fortunately, Shao Jinhong was close and hugged him quickly.

Shao Jinhong patted Zhao Xianghai's face in a panic, and called out anxiously, "Xiang Hai, Xiang Hai?"

Zhao Xianghai didn't respond, his lips were pale.

"Xiang Hai, wake up, Xiang Hai!" Shao Jinhong was in a hurry, picked him up, and shouted at the assistant, "He passed out, hurry up, call the doctor!" Assistant Wang rushed out of the ward.

Shao Jinhong held Zhao Xianghai in his arms, and followed immediately.

Xiao Lele's eyes turned red with fright when he saw his eldest father faint like this.

The little girl was in the ward, with tears in her eyes, and it took a while before she let out a sob.

She looked at the man who was still lying on the hospital bed, wiped her eyes, and cried, "Second Dad, you are the worst. You haven't woken up for half a year, and your eldest dad has been like this, so you don't feel sorry for him. Second Dad hates you the most! You just sleep, you just keep sleeping..."

Saying that, the little girl couldn't bear to worry about her eldest father, and she also ran out of the ward.

The ward door slammed shut, and the ward fell into silence again.

The summer sun was very good, and through the window, a warm spot of light was cast on the floor of the ward.

In this infinite silence, no one saw that the eyelids of the man lying on the hospital bed moved suddenly.

Then, a tear gushed out of the corner of the eye, along the cheek, and quietly dripped on the pillow.