This novel features transmigration, double purity, a sweet, pure-yet-seductive socially anxious beauty versus a deep-minded, outwardly warm but inwardly cold military officer. It's a sweet, dot...
She had no intention of getting up, nor did she raise her head, and faint sobbing sounds came from her.
"Tang Huan, do you want to go to the hospital to see your father?" Meng Zeyan didn't know how to comfort him, so he thought for a long time before asking.
Tang Huan buried her head in her knees and shook her head. She didn't want to go. How could that man be worthy of being a father?
Isn't it the father's job to protect his children? Why did all the disasters of the original body come from that person called father?
But the vague sadness in her heart seemed to be the original body's emotion. Even though that man had caused her so much harm, she still had feelings for him.
Tang Huan nodded again. She took it as an explanation to her original body, so she just went!
Meng Zeyan saw her shaking her head and nodding, and the nod at the end should mean she was going, right?
"Do you need me to go with you?"
Lifting his head, Tang Huan looked at him with red eyes and choked up, "Thank you."
Is he worried that she will run into Li Feng by herself?
Uncle is really a good person!
Her eyes were red and filled with tears. Her eyelashes were wet with tears. Tears rolled down her cheeks and dripped onto her arms.
Tang Huan lowered his head, took out a handkerchief from his schoolbag and slowly wiped his tears. It was too embarrassing to cry like this in front of others.
After wiping away her tears, she stood up with the help of the wall and silently brushed the dirt off her body.
After the photoshoot, Tang Huan seemed to calm down. He looked down at his toes and asked, "Can we go now?"
"Yeah." Meng Zeyan responded in a low voice.
It was the first time he saw someone crying so pitifully. Just now, he was even a little annoyed that he didn't have the habit of carrying a handkerchief with him.
Tang Huan walked in front and Meng Zeyan followed behind her.
It was obvious from her face that she had been crying. Tang Huan, who was already socially anxious and liked to walk with his head down, wanted to lower his head even more.
It takes three bus changes to get to the Chinese Medicine Hospital. Tang Huan got on and off the bus without saying a word. She was lucky and always got a seat on the bus.
Meng Zeyan followed her silently, and even the tickets were bought by Tang Huan.
The hospital is always crowded. Tang Huan only knows the hospital but not the specific ward number.
After asking the staff at the inpatient department, the two of them walked upstairs to the ward together.
Since Tang Yuandao was hospitalized, he'd suddenly felt the loneliness of his surroundings. His eldest son, who was away on business, would only call him once every ten days or two, asking about Tang Huan's well-being. His daughter would rather find someone to marry than listen to him and marry Li Feng. After getting married, she never came home once.
I wonder if Tang Huan will come if he specifically asked Li Feng to call her to see him?
After all, they are his own flesh and blood, so as a father, he should bow his head once to avoid her accusing him of being biased.
Tang Huan and Meng Zeyan walked to the fifth floor and searched for the wards one by one according to their ward numbers.
But he didn't expect to run into the person Li Feng said was going to die soon. Tang Yuandao was walking out of the ward when Tang Huan was about to knock on the door.
Meng Zeyan was not planning to go in. As long as he was sure that Li Feng was not in the ward, he would just guard the door.
No one expected that they would meet by chance. Meng Zeyan and Tang Huan were both seen by Tang Yuandao who was leaving the house.
Tang Yuandao had a plaster cast on his arm. When he saw them, the gentleness on his face gradually disappeared and was replaced by dissatisfaction.
"You still remember to come and see me? I thought you forgot you even had me as your father!"
He always speaks sarcastically.
On the way, Tang Huan thought that he might just come to see an old man lying on a hospital bed, breathing in less than out, and leave after seeing him once.
Tang Yuandao only had his arm in a cast, but he was still full of energy, and it was hard to tell that he would not live for more than a few days.