Of course, this cannot be said to Si Youli. The man in front of him has a gloomy and terrifying expression, and it looks like he is just about to tear down the place.
If he really said that, it is still unclear whether this hospital can be saved.
After carefully considering his words, the doctor chose to speak tactfully: "Mr. Si, this heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. Why don't you tell Mrs. Si something she wants to hear? Maybe she will hear it and wake up."
Si Youli looked at Yu Yan lying on the hospital bed with tubes inserted into his body, and pursed his lips.
The doctor was very good at observing facial expressions. When he saw Si Youli's expression, he slipped away without a second thought.
Entering the ward, he looked at the increasingly thin figure on the bed and suddenly felt a sense of fear, fearing that the person would just lie there and never wake up.
As if stimulated by his own idea, he suddenly strode to the bedside, clenched his fingers tightly, and wanted to reach out and shake the man who had been lying there for three days.
But seeing her deathly pale face, he suddenly slowed down his movements, slowly sat down on the chair, and held her hand that was on the quilt.
It was icy cold and completely cold, just like a dead person.
Si Youli frowned uncomfortably and sighed softly, "I've been lying down for so many days, it's time to wake up, okay?"
He had never expected this marriage from the beginning. How many wealthy families’ marriages could have a good ending?
What's more, they are a family that has tied their interests to the extreme.
Moreover, at that time, he had just lost Ning An. When he learned of her feelings for him on the wedding night, he thought that this marriage was designed to satisfy the interests of their entire family from the beginning to the end.
Her parents wanted money, and she wanted him.
At that time, he felt like an object that was bought and sold by them at will. Everyone could get their own emotional value through this object. No one cared about the mood and wishes of this object. They happily carried out this transaction.
So he, feeling extremely unbalanced, dragged her into this marriage, wanting her to accompany him and suffer the torture in this marriage day and night, staying alone in an empty room. What kind of feeling is that?
He thought she liked him so much that she would try every possible means to win him back.
So on the wedding night, he abandoned her. Later, An Lan appeared. Her eyes and eyebrows were somewhat like Ning An, and there was also an "An" in her name. However, he kept her by his side not to satisfy himself, but simply to stimulate her.
His wish was fulfilled. Every time he and An Lan reported, she was always in a low mood, with deep sorrow and sadness between her brows.
He would not live in their wedding house, but his parents asked him to go home once a week. So on that time, her face was always tender, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
That arc reflected in his eyes was dazzling no matter how he looked at it. She was the eldest daughter of the Yu family. Is there anyone in the world more arrogant and proud than her? How could the four words "low-browed and pleasing" have anything to do with her?
He always felt that all her gentleness and obedience were all fake.
He and An Lan were in the entertainment newspapers for more than a month. Every time he went home, his parents would bring up the matter. Only she always had a light smile on her lips, looking like a mannequin.
If she really loved him, she would not be indifferent to seeing him having an affair with another woman. She would not ask him anything and would always be generous and tolerant. In front of the elders, she was the most qualified wife.
But when he saw her like that, he always felt indescribable anger.
He didn't even know whether his anger was because she clearly loved him but turned a blind eye to the gossip, or because she knew that he was living a life of debauchery outside, so everyone knew that she was the least favored new wife, but she still pretended to be happy and sweet, appearing in front of others with a hypocritical smile.
He couldn't stand the way she always wore a virtual mask on her face, and wanted to tear the mask off her face, peek into her heart through her skin, and see what kind of heart was hidden under this beautiful appearance.
Later, as she wished, the armor and mask on her face began to crack bit by bit under his planning until it collapsed.
I don’t know when it started, but the smile on her lips disappeared, and the love that was about to overflow in her eyes was gone. Her face was completely devoid of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.
Seeing her like this, he should have been proud, happy and joyful, but no, he became more angry and irritated than before.
She is like a wooden beauty, with nothing but beauty, and sometimes she even exudes an aura of death.
It really is like a lonely ghost wandering in the middle of the night.
Until she and An Lan were caught in bed together, his parents and she appeared in the hotel together. At this time, An Lan's clothes were half-undressed and she was lying on the bed with a dazed look in her eyes, but he was dressed neatly and just stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking coldly at An Lan who was playing tricks.
Their appearance was an accident, and he would never forget the scene that day.
His mother cherished this marriage very much, so she took the initiative and slapped An Lan in the face, and then beat him up.
How much strength can a woman have? It didn't hurt him at all.
He just looked at her, and for the first time, he saw the tears in her eyes, the traces of brokenness.
It was perverse, but seeing her like that made him feel happy and faintly proud.
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