The concert by Su Xiaoling's group is in two days.
This concert was their group's first ever official concert.
Therefore, if she, as the lead singer, is absent, then the concert will have to be canceled.
Sina has visited the hospital several times and explained to her the disadvantages of canceling the concert: the company would not only lose money, but it would also be unfair to the other members.
Su Xiaoling is currently preoccupied with Su Yong's illness and is in a very poor mental state.
She raised her pale face and asked, "Sister Xinna, am I fit to go to the concert in this condition?"
Her eyes were red, probably from staying up late and... crying.
Xinna also felt sorry for her.
Su Xiaoling is an artist she personally mentored.
Just like her own sister.
She patted Su Xiaoling on the shoulder and encouraged her, "There are so many doctors here at the hospital. You're just wasting your time here."
Su Xiaoling listened to what Xin Na said, burying her head in her arms without making a sound.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but Sina had already left, while she remained sitting alone in the same spot.
Although the doctor told her that her father's condition was currently stable and there was no danger to his life.
But she doesn't want to leave.
Who can predict accidents?
Su Xiaoling glanced at the time on her phone and couldn't help but twitch her lips. She had even asked Song Yansheng to go to her concert.
Actually, he probably won't go, right?
Su Xiaoling put away her phone, got up, and walked towards the ward.
However, before she even reached the ward, she saw several doctors in white coats walking towards her.
The doctor at the front, dressed in a well-fitting white coat, was tall and slender, appearing serious and composed. His face was expressionless, his skin extremely fair, his features sharply defined, and his cool, jade-like appearance captivated all who looked at him. Surrounded by a group of doctors, he walked steadily ahead.
His thin lips were pressed tightly together, and his deep eyes held a distant and indifferent light.
Even though his eyes and brows exude a cool and indifferent air, he still gives people a gentle and refined feeling, calm and dignified.
The doctor, Dr. Li, was walking beside him, talking to him.
When Dr. Li saw Su Xiaoling, his voice stopped abruptly.
Suddenly, he called out to her, "Miss Su, this is Professor Lu Qinghan."
Lu Qinghan?
Did Brother Cheng invite him?
Su Xiaoling was stunned for a moment. This was the amazing doctor?
She looks to be only about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.
Too young.
Su Xiaoling nodded to Dr. Lu and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Please."
Lu Qinghan glanced at Su Xiaoling indifferently, his thin lips pursed, and his eyes darted to a corner at the end of the corridor without saying a word.
I went into the ward with Dr. Li.
Seeing this, Su Xiaoling quickly followed him inside.
Song Yansheng stood in the corner of the corridor, wearing a thick down jacket, a black scarf, and holding a hand warmer.
His face was almost sickly pale, his lips were bloodless, and he looked somewhat weak.
He stood there quietly, as if he had never existed.
Just then, a pleasant female voice sounded behind him: "Aren't you going to go see her?"
Song Yansheng turned around and looked at Mu Xiaocheng, who was leaning against the wall.
He parted his thin lips slightly: "No."
Seeing him like this, Mu Xiaocheng suddenly felt a little sorry for him. Just as she was about to speak, she heard him say, "Xiaocheng, let's talk."
Mu Xiaocheng lowered her eyes; she had the same thought in mind.
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