Chapter 159 I don’t know where my heart is flying
Although he was asking, Sang Nanxi’s tone was extremely determined.
Even if there was just a pause in his tone, she could feel his fatigue.
That kind of perception has almost become a subconscious habit.
Zhou Yubai sat on the chair and closed his eyes for a while while talking on the phone, "The old lady went to the hospital last night."
Sang Nanxi's heart couldn't help but sink with his low words, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
Zhou Yubai was afraid that she would worry, so he explained to her bit by bit: "The situation has stabilized. Before The old problem last year was the same, and I got a bit cold due to the change of seasons before, and it suddenly broke out."
Sang Nanxi. Looking at the time, he was afraid that he hadn't slept all night. Although she knew that it was useless to persuade her, she couldn't help but mutter a few words: "Pay attention to your body, don't stay up, you still have to rest when you need to."
"Yeah."
Through the receiver, listening to his breathing, Sang Nanxi could almost imagine him leaning on the back of the chair to hold on.
They were his most beloved family members. No matter how steely they were, they could not stop the feeling of physical and mental exhaustion at that moment.
Sang Nanxi understands this deeply.
On the other end of the phone, someone was calling him faintly. Zhou Yubai greeted her: "Xixi, I'll hang up now. Go to bed early."
"Okay."
< br>After hanging up the phone, Sang Nanxi sat on the bed for a while, the phone gradually getting cold in her hand after not resting all night.
Sang Nanxi thought for a while, then flipped through his phone to book a ticket.
At 5:30 in the morning, she took a shower and went downstairs with her bag.
At this age, the elders in the family wake up early, and a simple breakfast is already served on the table.
Hearing the movement on the stairs, Sang Mingde put down his mobile phone and asked: "It's so early in the morning, where are you going?"
Sang Nanxi laughed sarcastically, looking around a little. Said to him: "Dad, you got up so early."
Sang Mingde was still looking at her. Sang Nanxi was a little glad that she had wrapped a scarf when she went downstairs. Her muffled voice covered up the guilt in her tone, "I'm... on a business trip. There's an exhibition. I'll go check it out and I'll be back in a few days."
Sang Mingde frowned, "You have to have breakfast before leaving. What's the rush? I'll ask Uncle Feng to take you to the airport after breakfast. "
Sang Nanxi waved his hand, She walked to the table, took a bun and stuffed it into her mouth, "No, just take me to the high-speed rail station. I'll take the high-speed rail to Shanghai."
Before going out, she looked towards Sang Mingde again He waved to him strangely: "Dad Dad, please stay at home with your aunt and don’t miss me too much.”
The door was closed, and Sang Mingde couldn’t help but sigh: “Girl, I don’t know where my heart has gone. ”
Yang Yun happened to come out of the kitchen. Seeing him sighing, she rubbed his shoulders and comforted him: "You see, she is so white and tender recently. Are you unhappy?"
Sang Mingde's eyes widened: "What makes me happy?"
That brat always comes to her. How could he not know what he is thinking about? He only thinks about his precious white jade dish.
Yang Yun slapped him lightly: "I think you are a stubborn duck with a tough mouth."
"You..."
Yang Yun gave him a faint look, "Huh? What's wrong with me!"
Sang Mingde took a sip of porridge and realized that he couldn't afford to offend anyone.
It was almost evening when Sang Nanxi landed in northern Beijing. In northern Beijing in the depth of winter, the weather was more than ten degrees below zero, and the wind hurt my face. After Sang Nanxi put her luggage in the hotel, she took a taxi to the hospital. When she called Zhou Yubai, he answered the phone almost instantly, "Xixi."
Sang Nanxi took a breath. Nose, every time I say a word, I can breathe out, "How is...how are you over there?"
Zhou Yubai glanced at the ward. The old lady woke up and fell asleep again. "It's quite stable."
Sang Nanxi asked tentatively: "Are you still in the hospital?"
"Yes. ."
"General hospital?"
"Hmm.
She couldn't help but speed up her steps: "Have you eaten? You haven't slept yet, have you?"
The long silence in the receiver had answered her question.
Sang Nanxi walked into the inpatient department. The wind finally stopped drilling into her bones. There were many people coming and going at the door. She walked aside, covered her mouth and asked in a low voice: "I... am... I brought you some food downstairs. Would you like to come down and have some?"
In a daze, Zhou Yubai even thought he heard wrongly, "Are you downstairs?"
He confirmed again.
"Well, it's the building where you were hospitalized last time..." Before she could finish her words, Zhou Yubai interrupted her: "I'll be right over."
Sang Nanxi took the lunch box and glanced at the elevator. The numbers were beating extremely slowly, so she obediently scrolled through her phone and waited.
But just after sending a message to Sang Mingde to say safe, there were rapid footsteps at the top of the stairs. Sang Nanxi subconsciously raised her head and saw the person coming. She raised the corners of her mouth and her eyes were full of him. , "How come you..." so quickly?
Before she could finish her sentence, she was already embraced in someone's arms. The scent of sandalwood was mixed with the pungent smell of disinfectant, and her whole body was filled with coolness.
However, Zhou Yubai still held her hand and squeezed it, "Why are you here? Is it cold?"
He was only wearing a coat, and it was obviously because he was colder.
Sang Nanxi took the car key out of his pocket and shook it, "It's a bit cold, let's go to the car."
Zhou Yubai's car was parked not far away. , a few steps away, Zhou Yubai protected her in his arms. She didn't get any wind at all, but it was him, whose hands were red from the cold.
The heater was turned on in the car, and before his frozen limbs had time to warm up, Sang Nanxi held his hand and breathed a few breaths, then rubbed the back of his hand, trying to use this method Way to warm him up quickly.
Her brows were knitted together, and she reprimanded him for his disregard for her body: "Which of us wears more clothes, what will you do if you get sick from the cold again?"
Zhou Yubai's head rested on her shoulder, which was rare. Seeing him like this, Sang Nanxi couldn't bear to talk to him anymore. She carefully supported his head and reached for the thermos bucket on the side, "I'll give it to you." I packed some porridge, you make do with it Eat a little bit, otherwise your stomach will always..."
Zhou Yubai held her hand down, and the hand around her shoulders and back continued to tighten, with an indescribable tiredness in his tone, "Let me hold you for a while. ”
Sangnan River hangs down The knuckles on her side were slightly sluggish, and she no longer hesitated, slowly wrapping her arms around his waist and moving up her spine, patting his back. Her gentle voice was like a hot spring in this winter, flowing. In my heart, "Abai, it's okay. Grandma will be fine." "
After some time, the breathing on his shoulders gradually became regular. Sang Nanxi held his head and let him rest on his lap, then took off his scarf and used it as a quilt. on him to make him sleep more comfortably.
Her orchid-like fragrance gradually soothes the restless mind in sleep.
Only by her side could he relax for a moment.
(End of this chapter)