Director Lin sat on the single sofa next to Sun Guixiang and said in a gentle voice, "Ms. Sun, don't be nervous. Drink some water first and take it easy."
She gently pushed a cup of warm water in front of Sun Guixiang. "Then we'll take our time. Just let me take a look at the information you brought, and we'll take care of the rest."
Sun Guixiang took the cup of water with trembling hands, and the warm touch brought back some sensation to her cold fingers.
She looked at Director Lin's sincere and gentle eyes, and secretly glanced at the boy sitting quietly not far away. Her tense nerves finally relaxed a little bit.
She put down the water cup, her hands still shaking, and began to carefully take things out of the worn cloth bag.
The ID card, household registration booklet, a copy of Xiao Shitou's student ID card... each piece of paper, which had become a little hairy from being rubbed, was placed carefully on the smooth coffee table by her.
Finally, trembling, she took out the neatly folded but almost crumpled hospital diagnosis certificate and the huge bill.
When the document that looked like a death sentence was unfolded, tears welled up in her cloudy eyes again, and her voice choked: "Comrade... I... I have this illness... The doctor said... I don't have much time left... I just can't bear to leave my grandson..."
Director Lin listened quietly without interrupting.
She picked up the information and looked through it carefully, her expression focused and serious.
Not far away, Ye Qingliu's action of flipping through the documents seemed to pause for a few tenths of a second.
He still kept his eyes downcast, his long eyelashes casting a small shadow under his eyelids, hiding any emotion that might have passed through his gray-blue eyes.
Only the fingers holding the edge of the document tightened almost imperceptibly, and the knuckles turned slightly white.
Director Lin quickly scanned the key information, raised his head, and looked at Sun Guixiang. His tone was gentle but firm: "Ms. Sun, I understand your situation. Don't worry, Mr. Ye has already instructed us to initiate the highest level of assistance procedures."
"The foundation will fully cover your medical expenses, including subsequent hospitalization, medication, and necessary supportive care. In addition, regarding your grandson, Xiao Shitou, we will also arrange for someone to assess his condition and provide appropriate living and educational support to ensure his future."
These words were like the sound of nature, instantly breaking Sun Guixiang's last line of defense! She raised her head abruptly, her wrinkled face filled with incredible ecstasy and huge shock!
Fully covered? Little Shitou's life and education guaranteed too?! This... this was something she couldn't even dream of!
The huge impact made her head buzz, and the huge joy and gratitude were like surging waves, instantly drowning her!
She stood up from the sofa almost subconsciously, her body shaking violently with excitement, tears pouring out like a dam breaking.
"Thank you...thank you...thank you..." She repeated incoherently. The overwhelming emotion made her lose her sense of direction. She only wanted to express the gratitude that surged in her heart.
She almost staggered, desperately rushing towards the young man sitting in the large leather chair, who was like a god and gave her salvation.
"Little friend! Thank you! Thank you! You are a living Bodhisattva!!" Sun Guixiang's voice was hoarse and excited, filled with ecstasy of surviving the disaster and heartfelt gratitude.
She was so excited that her steps were unsteady. When she rushed to Ye Qingliu's chair, her body leaned forward slightly due to inertia.
At this moment——
Out of an instinctive desire to express the most sincere gratitude and intimacy, or perhaps because she was too emotional and lost her balance, Sun Guixiang's rough and skinny hand, covered with dust and tears, was unconsciously raised.
She was completely immersed in great ecstasy and gratitude, her mind was blank, with only longing for Xiao Shitou's future and infinite gratitude to the young man in front of her.
At this moment, she seemed to see Xiao Shitou growing up healthily and going to school with his schoolbag on his back, and this hope was brought by the "little boy" sitting on the chair in front of her!
The gratitude she felt was so overwhelming that she made a completely unexpected, even rash, move.
She raised her hand with excitement and strength, crossing the edge of the desk, with an impulse of gratitude and love almost like an elder's to her own child.
It actually fell towards Ye Qingliu's meticulous, clean and refreshing short black hair!
Her movements were too fast and too sudden; they were completely instinctive reactions due to her out-of-control emotions!
Just like when she sees Xiao Shitou getting good grades or doing something that makes her particularly happy, she can't help but rub his furry head to express her affection and love!
That hand, covered in calluses and bearing the marks of life's hardships, with strength and warmth that could not be ignored, came before Ye Qingliu could anticipate it and react in any way.
He rubbed Ye Qingliu's head firmly, even with a hint of comfort and joy!
The rough lines on the palm rubbed against the hair, carrying the unique warmth and slight sweat of an old man, and even a trace of lingering dust smell belonging to the tattered cloth bag!
Time seemed to have been paused at this moment!
The air froze!
The soft light in the office seemed to become dull because of this sudden, intimate and almost offensive contact.
Director Lin's hand holding the water cup froze in mid-air, the gentle smile on his face froze instantly, and his pupils suddenly contracted due to extreme shock!
She could hardly believe what she was seeing! This nightclub owner, known for her reserved demeanor and aloofness like the snow on a mountaintop... actually had her hair rubbed by a strange old man?!
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