The young nurse was almost scared to tears, saying that Mr. An came to snatch someone away in the middle of the night without even completing the discharge procedures. He just carried the person out and couldn't be stopped. He didn't listen to anyone at all. If no one from the An Group came within ten minutes, they would call the police.
I ran to the hospital in a hurry in my slippers and saw this scene.
"No, no, Mr. An! If you want Madam and Young Master to be discharged from the hospital, I'll go handle the paperwork. You can't carry them by yourself. Calm down!"
It has been three months, and those who deserve to be punished for this farce have long been lining up to report it.
In the business world, there are no more competitors that can allow Anyu to make use of its remaining energy.
An Yu finally couldn't hold it anymore.
In fact, Secretary Jin had more or less foreseen that such a day would come, but she did not expect that he would become so crazy.
Secretary Jin still had some rationality. Seeing An Shengqing following behind An Yu, she was afraid that An Yu would go crazy and hurt the child, so she hugged An Shengqing behind her.
An Yu then gave Secretary Jin a focused look, handed An Shengxu, who was about to be squeezed under his armpit, to Secretary Jin, and said coldly: "You hold it."
I feel exhausted and don't know if An Yu is still normal. Anyway, I can't say more than ten words a day, but I handle my work very clearly.
After much persuasion with the hospital, Secretary Jin was finally able to send the ancestor and the patient to the car first, and then come back to handle the formalities. Since there was no one on duty at the window, those who could not complete the procedures could come back tomorrow.
By the time we arrived at the An family mansion, it was already five in the morning.
By the time Han Mo and An Shengxu were settled, it was already past six o'clock.
Without a trace of humanity, An Yu actually breathed a sigh of relief and said to Secretary Jin: "Thank you for your hard work, Secretary Jin." An Yu said all six words. Before Secretary Jin could feel honored, he heard An Yu continue: "Go to the zoo and pick up Saipan."
In an instant, the last bit of color on Secretary Jin's face disappeared, and he looked like a black and white print, pale and fragile, discouraged and lifeless.
By the time Secretary Jin arranged the car and asked someone with connections to complete the formalities, Saipan was transported to the yard of the An family mansion. It was already eight o'clock in the morning.
Secretary Jin didn't sleep all night, didn't eat breakfast, and was even wearing her home slippers.
At some point, Han Mo and An Shengxu were moved out of the room by An Yu and placed on the lounge chairs in the yard.
The two people, one big and one small, looked like a mother and son bathing in the morning light. If it weren't for their thin wrists with only a layer of skin left sticking out from their sleeves, they would not have looked like patients who had been in a deep coma for three months.
Secretary Jin slumped to her knees. Whether it was exhaustion or emotional outburst, her nose was full of snot and tears streamed down her nasolabial folds to her chin. Her lips trembled as she sobbed and cried, "Madam! When will you wake up?! If you don't wake up! I'm going to die! I really can't take it anymore! Please wake up!"
The cries were deafening and extremely miserable. Neighbors who lived far away and didn't know what was happening thought that a relative with whom he had a very close relationship had died.
Even An Yu, who was standing in the bushes watering the flowers, frowned, thinking that Secretary Jin was too unlucky.
He was simply tired of watching them lie in that lifeless ward for eternity.
Even if I can't wake up, I don't want them to miss the morning light and night sky, the breeze and cold dew.
He didn't wake up for three months, and the hospital couldn't find anything wrong with him. So I just took him home. I felt more at ease watching him every day.
Even though they are asleep, as long as they are around, we are still a family of four.
Secretary Jin's crying was so sincere that even Saipan, who had just arrived at the An family, seemed to have sensed it. He stretched out his long nose and screamed. The sound pierced through the clouds, and almost everyone nearby had tinnitus.
An Shengqing, who was helping An Yu water the plants with a small kettle, threw the kettle aside and covered his ears with his hands.
Amidst the long roar, Secretary Jin's startled cries were interspersed: "Boss An! Boss An! The Madam is moving! The Madam is moving!!"
An Yu couldn't believe it, so he threw away the kettle and ran over quickly.
An Yu was worried and scared. He was afraid that Secretary Jin was tired and confused and had seen it wrong, and that his hopes would be dashed.
An Yu, his legs weak with nervousness and his hands trembling, stared at Han Mo's equally fleshless face. He gently squeezed Han Mo's hand, which was sticky with Secretary Jin's snot and tears. An Yu disdainfully pushed the excited Secretary Jin aside and gently called out, "Momo? Momo?"
Han Mo woke up slowly. The burning sensation from the inside out disappeared, and the constant pain and torture finally disappeared, replaced by a feeling of powerlessness. Hearing An Yu's call, Han Mo tried hard to open her eyes, but after a long time, she only opened a crack and finally saw the person she had been thinking about day and night.
Tears flowed down her dry cheeks, and Han Mo tried to say something in a hoarse voice as thin as a mosquito.
An Yu wanted to hear clearly, so he moved closer and looked carefully, "A Xu! Where is A Xu?"
An Shengxu was right next to him. When An Yu looked over, he saw the child looking at him with wide eyes.
Crying with joy, all of An Yu's emotions were released at this moment. For three months, no one knew how he had endured. He had not had a single sound sleep at night. No matter how many sleeping pills he took, he would wake up and fall into endless pain when he woke up, unable to distinguish between memories and fantasies.
The big man, very tall, threw himself into the arms of Han Mo, who had just woken up, and began to sob. Han Mo gradually regained some strength and took control of the body again. She stretched out her skinny hand with difficulty and placed it on An Yu's head, rubbing it again and again.
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