On the way from the airport to the hospital, Lin Chen explained to Lian Jue about Chen Tingwei's situation, and because of his rush, he seemed a little confused in logic and language.

He said that it was not the car under Lian Jue's surveillance, and the driver did not hit or run. He even called 120 immediately after the accident. Because the road section of the car accident was remote and the ambulance did not arrive in time, Lin Chen immediately arranged for someone to transfer Chen Ting to the private hospital under Lian Jue's name, and confirmed the surveillance and traffic on the road section of the car accident, and ensured that no one else saw the scene where Chen Ting was not sent to the ambulance.

Lin Chen was interspersing from time to time the contents were stated, "Mr. Chen will not be in trouble" from time to time, trying to comfort Lian Jue.

Later he found that Lian Jue was more calm than usual, and listened to him with a focused expression, but he did not give any response.

In fact, Lian Jue's brain seemed to be separated from the entire world from that moment. The only thing that hit the heart was heavy: Chen Ting had a car accident.

His fingertips felt an uncontrollable numbness in the increasingly cold blood as if they were stagnant, as if they needed to hold something to relieve the unignorable panic of the heart, so they clenched the only ring box in their pocket.

The cold palm was hurt by the edges of the ring box. In this subtle pain that touched the nerves, his brain gradually woke up and his ears began to receive sounds from all directions.

He heard the driver's anxious sound of the car in the traffic, and heard Lin Chen's words still chattering.

I first heard Lin Chen say that the hospital had just sent a message that Mr. Chen was rescued.

I heard Lin Chen repeat "will be safe" and "How could something happen in his zodiac year" that contradicts himself.

The driver also agreed and said some confusing sentences, such as "Mr. Chen is lucky and has good fortune and great fortune", and even used "good things will hurt many good things".

The nervousness of the two of them aggravated Lian Jue's distracted, as if something really happened to Chen Tingwei.

Lian Jue deceived himself and thought that they were too exaggerating.

So Lian Jue interrupted the two of them: "How long will it take to arrive?"

After he finished speaking, Lin Chen and the driver closed their mouths at the same time.

Lian Jue's tone was still as calm as usual, but his voice seemed to be much hoarse.

The panic and uneasiness that I thought I had hidden well were all cut open when I finished speaking, making the originally anxious atmosphere in the car become cold in an instant.

The driver frowned even more. Looking at the unsatisfactory road conditions in front of him, he only gave a vague answer: "It's soon."

The air where the hospital is not circulating is filled with a clear and strong smell of disinfectant water. Since this private hospital is not completely welcomed to the outside world, it is even more deserted and quiet during weekdays.

Lian Jue followed the guidance of the receptionist at the front desk to approach the elevator. Lin Chen, who had not waited for a few steps before following him, hurriedly pressed the closing button, as if every second was particularly precious.

Although he knew that Chen Tingwei would not have come out so soon, he might not be able to see the person immediately after he went up.

He stared at the numbers on the screen panel that were bouncing slowly than usual, and calmly asked the people beside him why the elevator failure was not reported for repair.

The nurse who was receiving the front desk was stunned. She was nervous while looking around in the elevator with no idea. For a moment, she even became suspicious of Lian Jue, whether she was deliberately making things difficult.

But out of fear of the boss, she answered uncertainly: "Mr. Lian, there is no problem with the elevator..."

After not waiting for Lian Jue's answer for a long time, she raised her head and realized that Lian Jue was not listening to her.

The elevator opened the door after a "ding" sound.

The red light at the door of the operating room continued to light up. A doctor standing at the door waiting for him came up. Seeing Lian Jue's serious face, he quickly omitted unnecessary politeness and said to him: "The current situation is not very bad. Fortunately, the vehicle involved in the accident did not directly hit Mr. Chen's abdomen, and it did not cause any consequences to the fetus..."

Lian Jue didn't have the patience to listen to him and interrupted him directly: "Where is him?"

The doctor paused for a moment before saying, "Mr. Chen's head was severely damaged and he was temporarily in shock. Director Liu is now undergoing surgery on Mr. Chen. The specific situation will not be determined after Director Liu comes out."

Lian Jue said "Yeah". After a while, he closed his eyes very tiredly and asked a question that was unprofessional and even somewhat difficult: "Is there any life danger?"

The doctor was silent for a moment. Perhaps because of the other party's identity, he did not use the relatively tactful words to deal with the patient's family, but said the truth: "It is possible, but the probability is small." He also said, "But Director Liu found some damage to Mr. Shen's brain... so the situation may not be optimistic. I can't give you the result for the time being, everything will be subject to the end of the operation."

Lian Jue said he got it.

Lin Chen came up five minutes later by the elevator.

Lian Jue sat silently on the bench at the door of the operating room, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the spotless floor tiles under his feet with a deep look. His face was not as bad as he had imagined, but it was not much better.

Lin Chen walked up to him and delivered the cell phone he had just received from the ambulance staff to Lian Jue: "This is Mr. Chen's cell phone, Mr. Lian."

Lian Jue did not move for a long time, and seemed to have not heard him say, and stayed motionless in his original posture. It was not until Lin Chen raised his voice and called him again that he slowly raised his head, his eyes that contained a bit of frustration met his thick face and gradually returned to clear. He asked in a calm tone: "What's the matter?"

Lin Chen couldn't bear to look at his expression, and quickly took his eyes back and repeated the words just now: "Mr. Chen's cell phone, they asked me to hand it over to you."

When Lin Chen sent his phone back to him, the broken mobile phone screen lit up due to gravity. Lian Jue looked at the mobile phone screen with small cracks in front of him, and his eyes seemed to be burned by the sudden light, and he unnaturally weakened his eyes.

Lin Chen looked at Lian Jue's somewhat wet hand that he took out of his pocket, took the phone from his hand, then lowered his head, and said to him in a more hoarse and tired voice than when he was in the car: "You book a ticket to Jiangcheng tomorrow. I will communicate with Mr. Li later and hand over this project to you."

Lin Chen quickly said in a deep voice: "Okay."

Lian Jue lowered his eyes, his eyes stiffly condensed into the message prompt on the lock screen page.

There was a [Happy Birthday] that had not been checked by Chen Ting yet.

Lian Jue saw these four words clearly from the blurry screen, and suddenly recalled the words Chen Ting said in a low voice when he did not urge him to board the plane, "Otherwise, I should have missed it again."

His heart seemed to be suddenly penetrated by a soft piercing, making him feel unprecedented guilt and self-annoyance that he was hit by a word. Strong negative emotions wrapped around his heart like silk, squeezed him out of breath for a long time.

Chen Ting didn't say that right. He missed it again.

Failed birthday, business trip, late blessings, and rings that have not been sent out... He thought to himself with annoyance that even Jasmine on the Chinese Valentine's Day was late and she only made up for it all night.

Lian Jue stared at the phone screen that was darkened due to the long-term no one was operating, and his eyes also dimmed.

He grabbed his phone unconsciously, and after a long period of confusion, the question swept into his heart like a wave, and each one made him unable to pull away for a long time. He asked himself why Chen Ting didn't go to the hospital alone? Why did he always think so self-righteous? And asked himself where did he come from the confidence that he has the ability to control everything?

The increasing humidity in the palm of his hand interrupted his increasingly depressed thoughts. He divided his eyes to look at his hand. The tiger's mouth was accidentally scratched by the cracks on the screen due to its tightening. The blood beads that oozed quickly merged into the thin sweat in the palm of his palm, and a less dazzling red color was dyed.

Lian Jue is a physique that is relatively sensitive to pain, but now it seems that he does not feel pain. He only feels the sticky feeling attached to the palm of his palm makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

When Kang Tong came over, he pulled out his collar and wiped the blood stains on his phone because he couldn't find a tissue.

Kang Tong came in a hurry, and the buttons on his school uniform were not tied properly according to Chen Tingwei's requirements. The wide and exaggerated white scarf hung around his neck was loosely wrapped, and the ends of Su Sui hanging were hanging very long.

"Dad..." Kang Tong was far away and whispered to him.

Lian Jue glanced at him lightly, responded with a "hmm", and then withdrew his eyes and stopped talking.

Kang Tong's eyes were red, and he obviously had just cried. Perhaps the tears were flowing on the way, so he didn't continue crying now.

This made Lian Jue feel a little relaxed, but there was no other reason. He thought he did not have the mood and ability to soothe Kang Tong at this moment.

Kang Tong had tears in his eyes, and he wiped his sleeves dry as he slowly approached Lian Jue.

Lian Jue has never experienced such a thing. Kang Tong thought in his heart that he must be stronger than Lian Jue. At least in dealing with such situations, he is much more experienced than Lian Jue.

Before being adopted by Lian Jue, his father had many surgeries.

Every time my father entered the operating room and he sat alone at the door, he thought, it would be great if my mother was there, and it would be great if my mother could hug him.

But my mother has never come back.

Kang Tong looked at Lian Jue sitting alone on the waiting chair.

He once thought that Lian Jue was the most powerful person he had ever met. He was tall, had a large company and a large house, and would make a lot of money. Many people were afraid of him.

This also includes Kang Tong.

But Chen Ting never said that even his father was pitiful and he had never been loved by anyone.

Even my father has no mother like him, so no one can hug him.

So he stood in front of Lian Jue, stretched out his thin arms, and gently hugged Lian Jue in front of him.

Lian Jue's body suddenly stiffened and briefly pulled away from his emotions. He heard Kang Tong's childish voice pretending to be inappropriate and mature, and said, "Dad, don't be afraid."

The scarf hanging from Kang Tong's neck was close to Lian Jue's face, and the soft wool was stained with a less obvious sweet wine fragrance. Lian Jue couldn't help but close his eyes. This familiar breath wrapped in the warm heat and covered his dry eyes, making the dullness that he had nowhere to release instantly relaxed.

Kang Tong's unbroad palms followed his back one after another, as light as a feather to caress him without real feeling, imitating the tenderness that Chen Ting did not show, allowing Lian Jue's straight back to gradually relax.

He raised his hand and hugged Kang Tong, and the tremor of his arms spread to Kang Tong's spine, and his supported shoulders slowly drooped.

Lian Jue heard his equally unstable voice and said, "Don't be afraid."

Kang Tong's tears rolled in his red eyes. After feeling Lian Jue's uneasiness, he was restrained and hung up.

He wanted to comfort Lian Jue, but his words were incoherent: "Weiwei said that after the baby was born, he would go to school to help me hold a parent-teacher meeting... He never lie..." As if he was afraid that his language would be too thin, he held back his tears and tried his best to find out the facts to prove what he said. "He knitted a scarf for me, and there was also my homework for memorizing last week. He said that I would sign my name after I recited it..."

"Yesterday morning, I was too full, and I kept that bread in my schoolbag... Weiwei said, if I don't eat it, I will take two quail eggs. I didn't take two exams today..." Kang Tong racked his brains to find many things to talk about, and finally cried and sobbed, his body trembled violently, and repeated in a tone of annoying that he had never shown before Lian Jue again, "He is not lying..."

After a long time, Lian Jue patted his back, trying to comfort him, but in fact he was a little confused in his suppressed crying, how could Kang Tong feel that Chen Ting was not lying?

Chen Ting often said panic, and even used the lie that was easily exposed to deceive him many times.

"No, I fell asleep accidentally."

"I don't remember any dreams."

"It's okay, I forgot if you don't say it. I didn't celebrate my birthday too much..."

But in the end, he didn't even say anything, and just replied "Yes".

That day he made two calls while waiting for the end of the operation in the hospital.

Yitong called back to the early morning payee, and said coldly without saying anything: "Let him stay at the sea."

Another call to Kang Tong's head teacher, and when the other party thought it was unnecessary, he politely but stubbornly asked Kang Tong to take the make-up exam.

On October 16th, Chen Ting did not say two wishes.

One is the full score in Kangtong Monthly Test.

One is to ask him to come back early.
Chapter completed!