Seventy-Six: Deep Love Buried by Time (Seventy-Six)

"When you were a student more than four years ago, did you go to the Cloud Desert?"

Jing Yu was not surprised at all that he knew about her. After all, this man seemed to know everything about her. Big or small, past or present.

She just nodded calmly, "That was the first internship mission in Besiyuan. The weather in the Cloud Desert is very bad, and the security is very poor. Most of the people who are willing to go are interns."

"Aren't you afraid?"

"It's not that I'm not afraid." Jing Yu thought for a while, "I encountered something very dangerous that time."

"I was also on a mission in the Cloud Desert at that time."

Jing Yu looked at him, staring at his handsome face for a long time, and finally shook his head, "I confirm that I have never seen you."

She did not remember herself, and Yu Zeyao was not angry. He only patiently recalled her memories, "You were on the helicopter at that time. I suffered gunshot wounds on my shoulder and leg, and almost fell into the quicksand. It was you who insisted on running away from the helicopter. Come down and save me, remember?”

Jing Yu still remembered that thrilling scene. There are militants in the Cloud Desert, and the medical team members are very cautious. Especially when he was carrying a submachine gun, everyone was worried about encountering terrorists and did not dare to act rashly. It was she who insisted on taking people aboard the helicopter.

so……

"Were you the one wearing the mask and refusing to take it off?"

Yu Zeyao lifted up his shirt and showed her the injuries on his arms. Jing Yu lightly touched the wound with his finger - there were countless scars all over his body, large and small, including knife wounds and gunshot wounds.

Jing Yu looked at those scars and remembered that the woman told him that he had been living in a bloody world since he was 18 years old.

That's not an exaggeration.

She raised her eyelids slightly and looked up at him. Yu Zeyao saw some fluctuations in her clear eyes, and he asked: "Are you sympathizing with me?"

"...Your situation is worthy of sympathy, but this is not sympathy from me." Jing Yu removed his fingers from the wound on his arm.

He squinted his eyes, searching and expecting, "If it's not sympathy, what is it?"

Jing Yu didn't answer his question and said angrily: "I wanted to take off your mask then.

I almost had my hand cut off by you. I really disagree with your attitude towards your savior. "

"To each other. Your attitude towards the savior is also a slap in the face."

"I finally know now that we owe nothing to each other - I won't always have a strong sense of guilt in front of you in the future, especially when I see the wound on your abdomen."

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Jingyu went to the hospital to accompany Jingrong for surgery.

Jing Chaochen was also placed in this hospital. Jing Yu was not surprised to see his father lying peacefully on the hospital bed. She actually didn't know Yu Zeyao very well, but she always had a sense of certainty that this man would be kind to her father and her family.

"Mr. Vice President!" The attending doctor was wearing a white robe. When he pushed the door out of the ward, he looked particularly excited when he saw the man next to Jing Yu at the door. "It's great that you are here. I have good news to tell you." you."

Yu Zeyao asked: "What's the good news?"

"Today we detected that Mr. Jing's condition has improved. The nurse clearly saw a slight movement of his fingers. If this continues, Mr. Jing will wake up sooner or later."

This is excellent news.

Jing Yu was a little excited, "Is it true?"

When he was in Bethyuan, doctors said his condition was not good. She originally thought that her father would lie unconscious like this for the rest of his life.

The attending doctor gave her another shot in the arm, "Yes. Our entire team firmly believes that the day when Mr. Jing wakes up completely is just around the corner!"

Jing Yu was so excited that his eyes were filled with tears. When she got such good news, she subconsciously turned to look at the man next to her. She had a desire to share the best news with him and get an equally happy response from him. However, when she turned around, she saw the man secretly Thinking deeply.

Jing Yu looked at him doubtfully, "What are you thinking about?"

Yu Zeyao seemed to have come to his senses just now. His eyes met Jing Yu's and he replied: "Nothing."

The voice is calm.

Jing Yu didn't see the joy she thought she had on his face, and felt inexplicably disappointed in his heart. However, I felt that my disappointment was unreasonable. After all, when you are happy, not everyone around you should be happy too.

She put away her expectations, tugged her lips, and said, "I'll go in and take a look. See you in Jingrong's ward later."

After she finished speaking, before Yu Zeyao could say anything else, she was about to open the door of the ward and go in. However, as soon as he took a step, his hand was held by Yu Zeyao. She turned her head suspiciously and saw Yu Zeyao looking at her with profound and complicated eyes, "I'll accompany you in."

Jing Yu always felt that something was wrong with his mood.

She walked into the ward, and Yu Zeyao followed her. She sat by the bed, and he just stood at the window not far away and never said a word. Occasionally, Jing Yu would look at him out of the corner of his eye. I found that he seemed to be preoccupied.

Jing Yu sat in his father's ward for a long time and then went to Jing Rong's place.

Yu Zeyao was too busy and left before noon. Before leaving, Wen Yanzhi was repeatedly asked to see her off in person.

In the evening, Jing Yu took Wen Yanzhi's car back to the Vice Presidential Palace.

She thanked Wen Yanzhi in the car. Wen Yanzhi still used the same rhetoric of being responsible. Jing Yu was somewhat impressed by Wen Yanzhi. At first he felt that this person was unreliable and that Jing Rong's association with him would bring Jing Rong into trouble. But now it seems that he is taking care of Jingrong.

"You take care of Jingrong more than I, his sister, do." Jingyu sighed.

Wen Yanzhi drove the car, "I don't have much to do usually. Jingrong is not a fussy guy, he is quite likable. Besides, I can't really take care of him. I am the one who takes care of all the big and small things usually."

Jingyu said thank you again.

"Don't keep saying thank you to me. Jingrong is Lao Yu's brother-in-law after all, so I have to take good care of him for this reason."

The three words "brother-in-law" made Jingyu embarrassed.

She thought for a while before saying, "He and I haven't... reached that level yet."

"Brother-in-law" is really far from being a brother-in-law.

Wen Yanzhi looked at her with a smirk, "Lao Yu is so incompetent? He looks quite capable on weekdays, why is he so clumsy when he meets you?"

He thought that such a sentence would definitely make Jingyu blush. Who would have thought that she would ask back, "Is he usually quick with others?"

Wen Yanzhi was stunned by the question. He glanced at her, and then laughed.

"Are you jealous?"

Jing Yu: "...No."

She added: "Just asking casually. Just curious."

"Miss Jing, forgive me for being blunt--" Wen Yanzhi said seriously, "Your last words are even more like a cover-up."