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There are two security guards guarding the hospital gate. Cars are coming in and out. Gu Yuchen looked up and saw a crying middle-aged woman at the side door who was carried into the hospital by a man. The man kept patting the woman gently with his other hand. Arm, as if trying to appease the woman emotionally.

Gu Yuchen had a panoramic view of this scene, and continued walking. There is a circular fountain in the middle of the main entrance. It flows into the big round pool in the same direction, and there are countless goldfish of different species swimming happily in the water.

Gu Yuchen lifted his feet up the stairs, and then smelled a very pungent smell of disinfectant. He walked to the nurse's station and asked about Tang Jingshu's ward in fluent English.

The little nurse helped Gu Yuchen find out the room number in less than a minute.

After Gu Yuchen said thank you, she turned and left.

The atmosphere here is very depressing, and this kind of depression makes people feel suffocated. Everyone has a sad face, and there are a few crying sounds from time to time.

The hospital is the closest place to death, and also the closest place to birth.

The end of life is the place where new life comes.

A sentence suddenly flashed in Gu Yuchen's mind, "Where it starts, it ends."

He knocked lightly on the door, and there was a clear sound from his joint bones. The door was unlocked. When he went in, he saw Tang Jingshu lying on the bed.

Tang Jingshu heard the sound of footsteps, approached him slowly, and saw a pair of pure handmade Italian leather shoes, the soles of which touched the ground and made a rhythmic "da da da" sole sound, looked up slightly, and saw a familiar face appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Yuchen?"

Tang Jingshu's expression showed a hint of surprise. In a blink of an eye, he was hugged by a huge human-shaped pendant. His hands were hanging in the air, and he was hugged by the other party. He was a little out of breath, and his whole face suddenly turned red, "Brother Yuchen, You're strangling me, I can't breathe."

Gu Yuchen heard Tang Jingshu's urgent voice, immediately let go of the other party, bent over and stood up straight, looked at Tang Jingshu's right leg which was tightly bound with tape, and the back of his left hand was injected with water, his eyes finally fell on Tang Jingshu's neck slightly flushed.

Seeing this scene, his whole heart seemed to be blocked by something in the veins, the blood could not flow into the heart, and the whole heart was blocked and ached.

He couldn't bear to see that Tang Jingshu appeared in front of his eyes every time with injuries all over his body. He couldn't bear this kind of stimulation.

Tang Jingshu watched Gu Yuchen's eye circles turn red, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the right leg that had just been operated on, as if he was in a daze.

After the anesthetic was over, the heart-piercing pain was sent to the brain, and the pain made the whole brain a little numb, but for Tang Jingshu, this kind of pain was bearable.

Compared to Shen Jiaming finding someone to beat him with a stick in a small black room, this kind of desperate pain is a hundred times more painful than physical pain.

"Brother Yuchen, it won't be long before I can go back to normal." Tang Jingshu smiled faintly, with a gentle tone.

He knew that he thought it was Shen Jiaming who beat him up like this, so he didn't want Gu Yuchen to misunderstand "Shen Jiaming", "Shen Jiaming brought me to the United States to treat my leg injury, he didn't beat me up like this, Brother Yuchen, don't worry about me."

Gu Yuchen pushed away the chair, raised her hand to push her glasses, looked at Tang Jingshu and nodded.

He has already dealt with domestic affairs, and this time he came to the United States to find Tang Jingshu and want him to return to China.

For domestic patients, he temporarily transfers them to other psychiatrists. He still feels uneasy and unable to work normally when he stays in the country. Now that Tang Jingshu is hospitalized, he can stay and look after him wholeheartedly.

Gu Yuchen pursed his lips, and quickly organized words in his mind, but Tang Jingshu's words, like a basin of cold water, poured over him from head to toe, he was a little at a loss, staring blankly at Tang Jingshu, his upper and lower lips moved up and down slightly moved.

"Brother Yuchen, I took my medicine on time and my emotions are well controlled. Shen Jiaming needs me, so I can't go back with you."

Tang Jingshu couldn't watch Shen Jiayi face death alone, whether he was called a scumbag or a saint, he just couldn't bear to watch Shen Jiayi die alone.

Gu Yuchen couldn't hide his disappointment. He wanted to wait for Tang Jingshu to recover and bring him back to China. He wanted to cure Tang Jingshu's illness, but Tang Jingshu always rejected him thousands of miles away, even unwilling to give him a one-thousandth chance. he.

"Jing Shu, can I stay and take care of you?" Gu Yuchen begged with a bit of humility in her words, humble to the bone.

Tang Jingshu shook his head, looked at Gu Yucheng with firm eyes and said, "Not good."

Every word is like a cold arrow piercing the center of Gu Yuchen's heart, and every breath is painful.

Tang Jingshu didn't want Gu Yuchen to waste time on him, there was no possibility between them.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, time will dilute all feelings, and the relationship between him and Shen Jiayi will also... forget about him.

Gu Yuchen reached out to hold the other's wrist, but was avoided by the other party. His hand was hanging in the air and he finally retracted his hand. He crossed his hands on his thighs and looked at the crossed hands with his head down, as if he was in deep thought.

Time passed by, and the room was terribly quiet. Suddenly, Gu Yuchen raised his head and looked at Tang Jingshu, his eyes were slightly red, as if he was holding back tears, he smiled and said to Tang Jingshu: "Jingshu, I have been looking at Tang Jingshu from the beginning to the end. I know you don't like me, but I like you like a demon."

"In the past, my life was two points and one line, work and home. After I met you, my life gradually deviated from the track of life. I have desires in my mind and desires to contact you."

"Jing Shu, can you give me a chance?" As Gu Yuchen said, warm tears dripped down the back of his hands at some point in his eyes, "Give yourself a chance to start again, okay?" ?”

Gu Yuchen seldom cried since he was a child. He didn't shed any tears when his parents divorced. He didn't cry when he was framed and sued. He didn't cry when he encountered great setbacks. Only this time he cried.

The reason was that Tang Jingshu didn't want him even a small chance.

He was too helpless, his mind was confused, and he kept hinting that he couldn't live without Tang Jingshu.

It's not that Tang Jingshu is unwilling to give Gu Yuchen a chance, but he knows in his heart that he has always treated Gu Yuchen like an older brother. If he gives Gu Yuchen a chance, he will make the other party feel that he has a chance.

"Brother Yuchen, I'm sorry!"

"I've always treated you like an older brother."

"There is no possibility between us."

Gu Yuchen knew that she was self-indulgent from the beginning to the end, but if the emotion can be controlled, it is not called emotion.

When they were talking, the man in the wheelchair could see clearly from outside the door, his hands clenched into fists, and he looked at them coldly.