Pei Sui looked at her gravely, and after responding in a hoarse voice, he suddenly fell silent, as if he was trying hard to suppress the trembling and sadness that was about to overflow from his throat.
Fortunately, he had good self-control, and it didn't take long for him to regain his usual clear and natural voice.
Asked, "Did the closing ceremony go smoothly today?"
He was very clear about the museum's closing ceremony, both as the museum's legal advisor and as her boyfriend.
Meng Sheng nodded, "Yeah, it went pretty smoothly."
As her gaze moved down, she landed on his hands still wrapped in gauze and bandages, and immediately frowned, "How's your hand? Is it feeling better?"
Pei Sui also lowered his eyes to look at his hand. "Yeah, it's much better. It doesn't hurt much anymore. I can apply scar removal cream together with it in a couple of days."
"That's good."
Meng Sheng spoke softly, and after a few seconds, he couldn't help but advise, "After changing the medicine, it's better to avoid contact with water."
"I know." Pei Sui replied.
After the words fell, the huge underground parking lot fell into silence.
It's not awkward, but this silence makes people feel stressed.
After a long time, it seems like a stalemate.
After a moment, Meng Sheng took the first step towards the elevator. Pei Sui followed her. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "How is your father...now?"
Meng Sheng paused for just a second before continuing walking.
His tone remained calm, and he didn't hide anything. He replied directly, "I had a recheck yesterday, and the condition hasn't worsened. It's still a mild stroke. I've started systematic treatment today. The doctor said this is a relatively long treatment process, so we can't rush it. We need to take our time."
Pei Sui's heart was stabbed, and guilt surged in his chest.
There is no point in saying too many apologies, as they will only make the previous apologies less meaningful.
"He'll get better." He spoke again as they stood outside the elevator. "I know an American doctor who specializes in stroke. He'll be coming to Beijing for an exchange and lecture in the next couple of days. Send me a copy of your father's medical records and information so I can see if the expert has any better advice. More options, more hope."
In fact, he was not very familiar with this expert. He just found out about him through a friend. To get in touch with him, he had to go through several levels of relationships.
I heard that this expert has a bad temper and is a bit arrogant, but he is very powerful and famous in the industry.
I'm afraid I'll have to visit you three times.
But he never does anything without confidence.
If he can say it, he can do it.
The reason he wanted to find this expert was not only because he felt guilty, but also because he hoped that he could help Meng Chengli with his condition.
Meng Sheng was slightly stunned.
Seeing the elevator door open, she didn't go in immediately. Instead, she moved her lips, looked sideways at him, and asked doubtfully, "The expert you are talking about is... Professor Barry?"
Pei Sui was also stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise, "Do you know him?"
Meng Sheng pursed his lips and nodded, "Yes, Professor Fu mentioned yesterday that Professor Barry was his thesis teacher when he was in college, and later worked with him at the same hospital in the United States for five or six years."
Fu Chen...
Pei Sui's heart sank and his eyes froze.
He understood what was said next without having to be told.
Fu Chen certainly didn't just mention the expert to her as a simple chat. Naturally, he wanted to introduce him to Meng Sheng through his own channels. If Meng Sheng agreed, he would do her a favor.
Of course, it would be difficult for Meng Sheng to refuse something that would be beneficial to Meng Chengli's condition.
This is indeed the case.
Meng Sheng didn't refuse because she couldn't refuse.
Although Meng Chengli's stroke was mild, as his daughter, she naturally hoped that he would recover as soon as possible.
However, she also knew that favors were the hardest to repay, and she didn't want to accept all of Fu Chen's kindness with a clear conscience.
Therefore, she planned to prepare two gifts in the next two days, one of which was for the expert. She had to be careful about the degree of this gift, and she couldn't let the expert be criticized because of the gift.
As for the other gift, it was for Fu Chen.
To be precise, it was for Fu Xuanmiao.
Because Fu Chen is a doctor, if she, as a patient's family member, gave him a gift and was seen by someone with ulterior motives, they would definitely accuse Fu Chen of accepting bribes.
Therefore, she thought it would be better and more reasonable to give the gift to Fu Xuanmiao.
But this balance must be properly controlled.
Pei Sui didn't know what he felt. It was a mixture of sour, salty, bitter and spicy, but the only thing missing was sweetness.
Fu Chen took the lead in this matter.
Instead, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
Looking at the number on the elevator going up, he took a deep breath, his voice cold and hoarse, "Since Fu Chen and Professor Barry are so familiar with each other, it's quite convenient.
Don't worry too much. With Professor Barry by your side, I believe your father will be well again soon. You have to take care of the hospital and the art gallery, so you should take care of your own health."
"Yeah, I know."
Meng Sheng nodded slightly, "Thank you for taking the trouble to help my father. Thank you."
“This is also what I should do.”
Whether it was because of guilt or for her.
It's what he should do.
The huge elevator fell into silence again.
When they were together, Meng Sheng didn't know what attitude and mentality she should use to face Pei Sui, but now that they have broken up, she still doesn't know how to face it.
It seems too cruel to turn a blind eye to each other, never know each other, and never have any contact with each other until death.
But we can't keep any connection with it, right?
Then what has she become?
He wants it all and is very pretentious.
She looks down on it.
So, when she got off the car and looked into his eyes just now, she felt that it would be enough to keep a distance calmly.
We are all decent people, there is no need to make things so embarrassing.
She didn't know if this was just self-consolation, but at least when facing him, like now, she could keep her emotions under control and not show them.
Fortunately, this silence did not last long, and the elevator stopped on the 11th floor.
She didn't stop, just walked out, turned around and said to him, "Go to bed early."
After saying that, he started walking away and soon disappeared from his sight.
Pei Sui's breathing suddenly became heavier, and many sweet scenes of them holding hands in the elevator, hugging outside the elevator, or kissing emerged in his mind.
The elevator doors closed and rose again.
Before the images had finished flashing, the elevator stopped on the 15th floor again.
His thoughts were interrupted.
He pulled the corners of his lips upward, but it was hard to tell whether it was a smile or a mockery.
There is only endless bitterness and pain.
It took less than ten minutes to get from the underground parking lot to the upstairs to meet and talk with her, maybe six or seven minutes at most.
But the feeling he got was alienation and courtesy.
She was deliberately distancing herself from him.
But this is normal, after all, they broke up.
We broke up...
Thinking of this word, the corners of his lips couldn't help but twitch again. Finally, he closed his eyes and walked out of the elevator.
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