Chapter 773: The destination of love

Yang Zimei hung up the phone.
On the other side of the phone, An Dongyang heard the beeping sound of an on-hook in his hand, and was so angry that he scolded his mother.
It's always so boring for him to hang up with a woman first, and without a woman hanging up with his phone first.
Yang Zimei! Wait and see, I want you to submit to my woman!
He threw the phone aside, stood at the window and shouted loudly.

Based on Song Xuan's physical condition, Yang Zimei gave him basic acupuncture treatments, and then asked him to take the elixir formulated with the precious medicinal material of snow lotus Shouwu ginseng to maintain his vitality.
"Mr. Song, how are you feeling?"
After collecting the silver needles, Yang Zimei asked with concern.
Song Xuan nodded slightly, "It's much better than being treated in the hospital. In the hospital, every time I electrotherapy, I feel better than death, but your treatment makes me feel clearly that the cells in my body are about to be awakened."
"Well, it feels right to have this feeling. These days, you have to maintain a good attitude and take a good rest. In terms of food, I will let Sadako take good care of it, and everything is mainly blood."
"Tough work for you."
"As long as you get better, these hard work is nothing."

After being busy with Song Xuan, Yang Zimei sat down and habitually called Long Zhutian's phone number first.
"Eyebrow--"
The phone turned on quickly, and Long's deep, emotional call came from her day by day. She heard a strong pulsation in her heart, and her breathing couldn't help worsening.
"By day--"
"Well, I'm here," Long replied, "What about you? What are you doing now?"
"I'm in the provincial capital now, and Mr. Song has got blood cancer, and I don't want Sister Mei to know. I came here to help him with treatment, and I went to find the Taomu card, and I heard that there was one in the curator's hand." Yang Zimei answered truthfully.
"miss you--"
Such a sentence suddenly emerged from day to day, with a strong sense of depression in his tone, making Yang Zimei's heart beating wildly again, his face full of tenderness.
"I miss you, too, day by day, are you busy? When can you come back?" The thought of missing Dragon day by day, like weeds, spread quickly, making her really unable to suppress it.
"I'm sorry, I can't go back yet." Long said guilt day by day, "Wait for a year, I will clear everything up, and I will always be by your side, and never leave."
One year?
Hearing this time, Yang Zimei felt like he was hit hard by heavy objects.
There are 365 days in a year.
One day is not as good as the third autumn.
How does this make her spend the long years of missing her?
However, she knew that he was very eager to come back sooner, but he couldn't.
How could he use his children to affect him?
"I'm waiting for you." What she can say now, is only this sentence, "Will wait for a long time, as long as you will come back."
"I will definitely come back to you, even if I crawl, I will climb back." Long answered solemnly, "You are my destination."
"Well, you are my home, too."
Listening to Long Zhutian's not gorgeous love words, Yang Zimei's heart seemed to be thrown into a large stone, and rippled continuously.
If the two loves are long, how are they going up and down?
She could only comfort herself with this sentence.
In this world, being able to have someone waiting for you is also a kind of happiness.