Good Morning, Mr. President!

Eighty-Six Turning Points in Life (IV)

Yu Sheng reluctantly took the list that Tang Song held in his hand.

It actually relapsed in such a short period of time. Moreover, there was no warning before.

His lips trembled, "...Is there no other way? What about the third transplant?"

There is no way to save the day.

Tang Song's eyes were dark red, "Fourth brother's body has been severely traumatized during the last chemotherapy. He will definitely not be able to withstand the third chemotherapy in such a short period of time. Even if he can withstand it, the success rate this time will only be It’s getting lower than it is now.”

"There must be other ways!" Yu Sheng tightened his fists and looked stern, "Sixth Master, aren't you known as a medical genius? Everyone calls you that! If you give up now, are you still worthy of this title? I think You are just showing off! Otherwise, how could it be possible that Fourth Master’s illness has not improved even after so many treatments!”

"Yes, I also feel that I am just an embroidered pillow! What a genius! Even my brother is helpless!" Tang Song's self-blame and annoyance were also somewhat uncontrollable.

"Okay, you all should be quiet." Finally, the person lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were calm, no, they were not just calm, they were empty. Horribly empty. It was as if he had accepted his death in the shortest possible time.

"This is my life, Yu Sheng. Don't blame Mr. Six. As for Brother Six, you don't have to blame yourself. This has nothing to do with you." His tone was unusually calm, "I don't want to do the third transplant. Would do it again.”

He didn't want to experience those dark days again.

and……

He was well aware of his fragile body, and any further chemotherapy would only speed up his death. He cherished these few days and didn't want to waste them in the hospital.

"I want to use the time I have left to have another nice trip with Shang. It's going to be nice, without the pain and embarrassment of walking the last part of the journey." He said, stood up from the bed, and started to change his shirt and suit.

Even up to this point, all his movements were always graceful.

"Yu Sheng, please take me back." He tidied himself up and acted like a normal person. From beginning to end, he never glanced at the stack of test sheets.

When he reached the door, he suddenly said softly: "Give those to me."

Yu Sheng’s hand,

Some shaking. It was just a few thin pieces of paper, but it was unimaginably heavy to hold in my hand at this moment.

He handed it to Tang Wei. Tang Wei tore it into pieces and threw it in the trash can.

"Today, just pretend that I have never been here." Tang Wei said to the two of them, "Shang Shang, my father, grandfather, and others, don't mention a word about me."

"Fourth brother..."

"I don't want the last part of the journey to be completed by watching everyone's sadness!" Tang Wei's voice rose a little, and it wasn't until this moment that his emotions broke down and he became a little excited.

Tang Song's lips moved, and there were many things he wanted to say, but in the end, they were all stuck in his throat and nothing could be said.

After Tang Wei left, he lost control of his emotions and punched the wall so hard that the bones in his hand were broken. Blood smeared on the wall, but he didn't feel any pain.

This world is so unfair!

Fourth brother is good at everything and is good to everyone, but he is the one who has suffered so much! !

The more I think about it, the more heartache I feel. He was leaning against the wall, gasping for breath, unable to calm down. The nurse pushed open the door and was frightened when she saw his bloody hands, "Doctor Tang! Your hands are bleeding!"

"I'm fine..." Tang Song said these three words as if he had exhausted all his energy, his voice was trembling, and his eyes were red.

This look made the nurse feel unbearable. She didn't know what happened, but she guessed it was related to Fourth Master. Tang Song said: "Go and ask Professor Wang to come to my office and tell him that I have something to talk to him about."

He had to remind Professor Wang to hide this from the old man at home as well. And, accelerate the process of researching new drugs. Even if the fourth brother can't wait, there will be fewer similar tragedies in the future.

"Okay, I'll go right away. But, your hands..."

"What's this little injury?" Tang Song laughed at himself. This little pain is nothing compared to what the fourth brother has suffered. But unfortunately, he, who is known as a medical genius, can't help him in any way.

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The car drove all the way to the villa.

Compared with just now, Yu Sheng was even more silent.

Tang Wei sat in the back seat, looking at the spring scenery outside the window with desolate eyes. He always thought that he would be lucky enough to see these scenery every year.

"Yu Sheng." Tang Wei suddenly spoke.

"I am here."

"Didn't you say before that you didn't want to change your boss?" Tang Weidao.

Yu Sheng's hands on the steering wheel tightened and he didn't answer. I only heard Tang Wei continue: "Then don't change it! Tomorrow I will transfer all the salary and bonuses for the next 30 years to your account. When I leave..."

"Fourth Master!" Yu Sheng couldn't listen anymore.

Tang Wei continued: "You help Shang Shang find a professional manager to take care of the areas you can't manage. The rest will be left to you. I believe you in the company's affairs. Shang Shang has never endured such a big deal. The whole thing is on top of her, and I'm afraid she will collapse at any time."

"Yes, Miss Shang can't do these things, so... Fourth Master, you have to live well." Yu Sheng's voice was a little hoarse.

Tang Wei smiled bitterly.

After a pause, he sighed quietly: "From now on... the merchant will be left to you."

After saying this, he didn't look at Yu Sheng's expression again. Because, his eyes were also red.

His merchant...

He was really worried, very worried.

"Miss Shang wants you to take care of her even more!" Yu Sheng said.

Tang Wei did not answer the call again. He adjusted his mood, took out his mobile phone and called Shang Shiyu.

Over there, Shang Shiyu was cleaning the house wearing an apron. She was particularly happy when she received his call, "When will you come back?"

Hearing her voice, the cramp in Tang Wei's chest did not ease a little, but instead hurt even deeper.

Covering the phone, he took a deep breath without leaving a trace, suppressed the pain, and then said: "You are on your way back. What are you busy with?"

"I'll clean up the study for you!" Her voice was pleasant. "I see that you are getting better and better now. You went to the company again today. I'm afraid I won't be able to control you anymore if I ask you not to work. The study is always It’s going to be used, so I’ll clean it up for you now. Am I being particularly nice?”

She wants praise and acts like a child.

Tang Wei could almost imagine her happy face at this moment. The hand holding the phone was tense, and the eyes were sore. He cast his gaze out the window and remained silent for a long time.

"Tang Wei?" Shang Shiyu asked when he didn't hear the voice, "Why didn't you speak?"

[Please give me a monthly ticket. Please give me a monthly ticket~~~~]

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