Chapter 773 The Destination of Love

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Yang Zimei hung up the phone.

On the other side of the phone, An Dongyang scolded his mother in anger when he heard the beeping sound of hanging up.

He always hung up the girl's phone first, and no woman hung up his phone first, it was so sullen.

Yang Zimei! You wait and see, I must make you surrender to be my woman!

He threw his phone aside, stood by the window, and shouted loudly.

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According to Song Xuan's physical condition, Yang Zimei gave him basic acupuncture and moxibustion treatment, and then asked him to take a medicinal herb prepared from the precious medicinal material of Xuelianshouwu ginseng to maintain the vitality of his physique.

"Mr. Song, how do you feel?"

After collecting the silver needles, Yang Zimei asked with concern.

Song Xuan nodded slightly, "It's much better than the treatment in the hospital. In the hospital, every time I receive electrotherapy, I feel that life is better than death, but your treatment makes me clearly feel that the cells in my body are about to be awakened."

"Well, it's right to feel this way. These days, you have to maintain a good attitude and take a good rest. In terms of food, I will let Sadako take care of it. Everything is mainly about revitalizing blood."

"Thanks a lot."

"As long as you get better, all this hard work is nothing."

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After Song Xuan was busy, Yang Zimei sat down and habitually called Long Zhutian first.

"Brows—"

The phone was connected very quickly, and Long Zhutian's low, emotional call came, she heard a strong pulsation in her heart, and her breathing became heavier.

"Day by day—"

"Well, I'm here." Long Zhutian replied, "what about you? What are you doing now?"

"I'm in the provincial capital now. Mr. Song has leukemia, and I don't want Sister Qingmei to know. I'm here to help him treat him. I'll find a peach wood sign by the way. I heard that there is a piece in the hands of the president of antiques." Yang Zimei answered truthfully.

"Miss you--"

Long Zhutian suddenly said such a sentence, and there was some kind of heavy depression in his tone, which made Yang Zimei's heart beat wildly again, and his face was full of tenderness.

"I miss you too, Zhutian, are you done? When will you be back?" The longing for Long Zhutian spread like weeds, making her unable to suppress it.

"I'm sorry, but I can't go back yet." Long Zhutian said guiltily, "Wait for me for a year, I will clean up everything, and I will always be by your side and never leave again."

a year?

Hearing this time, Yang Zimei felt like he had been hit hard by a heavy object.

There are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year.

Seeing each other in one day is like every three autumns.

How does this make her spend this long year of missing?

However, she knew that he was also very eager to come back sooner, but he couldn't.

How could he use his children's affection to tie him down?

"I'll wait for you." All she could say now was this sentence, "I'll wait for a long time, as long as you come back."

"I will definitely come back to you, even if I crawl, I will crawl back." Long Zhutian replied solemnly, "You are my destination."

"Well, you are also my home."

Listening to Long Zhutian's unremarkable love words, Yang Zimei's heart was like a big stone being thrown, and ripples were constantly rippling.

If the two loves are for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening?

She could only comfort herself with these words.

In this world, it is also a kind of happiness to be able to have someone make you wait. You don't have to be like the previous life, you don't have to worry about it, and you have no roots.

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