Sister, I'm Sorry (MTL) [COMPLETED]

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Completing the work is no longer about creating great achievements. This responsibility will be handed over to the successor in the future.

He's old enough to be a normal person.

Finish work, just to get home early.

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A year later, on a dimly lit morning.

Before six o'clock in the morning, Zheng Lan, who had always slept until she woke up naturally, sat up suddenly after receiving a call, and shook her husband beside him.

Yan Lin quickly woke up. Hearing her anxious cry, he immediately put on his clothes and got out of bed. He contacted his subordinates to book the fastest flight to Rongzhou.

It wasn't until he got on the plane that Zheng Lan's mood gradually calmed down.

She was nestled in Yan Lin's arms, her eyes were red from crying, and her cold hands were half-warmed by the man.

"It'll be fine."

Yan Lin put his arms around her shoulders, his chin resting on her forehead, his voice was gentle and slow,

"Dad has been honest and upright in his life, and he has done countless good deeds. He and Mom also said that he would bring a great-grandson to Yan Nan.

Zheng Lan wiped a handful of tears on his soft placket and nodded vigorously.

The moment he got off the plane, Zheng Lan shivered and turned off the airplane mode of his phone. Sure enough, more than a dozen messages popped up one after another.

She didn't dare to look at it, so Yan Lin calmed down and helped her look.

"Rescue came."

He raised his pitch a lot, and at the same time heaved a sigh of relief,

"Look, Mom sent you a text message. At 9:11 in the morning, you are now in the ICU."

"Woooooooo..."

Zheng Lan was still sitting on the plane seat, and finally couldn't help crying.

Only one family member is allowed to escort in the ICU a day. Zheng Congshan lived for several days, but Zheng Lan didn't get in for a day, so she couldn't get her mother.

It was not until their father was transferred from the ICU to an ordinary VIP ward that Zheng Lan and Yan Lin saw Mr. Zheng who had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and was pulled back from the gate of hell.

Zheng Lan finally persuaded her mother to go home to rest, and she sat in the ward with her for the whole day.

The VIP ward has a family bed in addition to the hospital bed, which is placed in a small cubicle behind the TV wall.

On the first night when Zheng Congshan was transferred to the VIP ward, Zheng Lan squatted beside her father's bed for a while, but Yan Lin woke her up when she came back from a meeting outside.

The two of them sat together on the small sofa under the windowsill, holding hands.

When Yan Lin was away, she could always be steady, but as soon as he came back, she always wanted to cry, and wanted to release her vulnerability in front of him.

I don't know how long I cried, Zheng Lan's eyes hurt, Yan Lin took out a bottle of eye drops from his pocket like a magic trick and handed it to her.

During the long night, she slept on her husband's shoulder and woke up in less than an hour.

"Are you going to hold a regular high-level meeting tomorrow?"

Zheng Lan squeezed his big hand,

"Go to bed."