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Chapter 3 Dungeon Welcome to the Dungeon.(2/2)

The sun shines into the ward, but it cannot dispel the coldness and the smell of disinfectant.

The brain tumor was not in good condition and could not be operated. From the moment the judgment was given, Tang Lin was already calm.

It is not that difficult to accept reality, or to be clear and unable to turn things around, you can only be Buddhist.

But he was Buddha, but Fan Peiyang had no Buddha. Every time he came to visit him, he could feel that the other party's condition was getting worse and worse. Those cold eyes used to laugh occasionally, but now there is only a wasteland left.

Tang Lin accepted his fate, but Fan Peiyang should live well.

"President Fan has often been away from the company in recent months," Shan Yunsong surrendered and finally stood in General Tang's team. "But I really don't know what I'm busy with."

"Can you ask?" Tang Lin encouraged with a smile.

Shan Yunsong begged for mercy: "Mr. Tang, Mr. Fan can freeze me there with just one look."

Tang Lin raised his eyebrows seriously: "Are you afraid of him, aren't you afraid of me?"

His appearance is not fierce at all, but Shan Yunsong immediately smiled bitterly.

Tang Lin blinked, looked at Shan Yunsong for a while, and there was a faint confusion between his eyebrows: "You... seem to be really afraid of me recently."

Tang Lin believes that he has a good reputation in the company and laughs at everyone. Especially compared with Fan Peiyang, he looks even warmer. There are not many ordinary employees who are afraid of him, let alone Shan Yunsong.

After looking at each other for a moment, Shan Yunsong knew that there was no chance to make excuses, and Tang Lin was too keen.

He sighed deeply, and decided to tell the truth. He was standing on Mr. Tang's side anyway, so he was not short of this last bit of heart-to-heart talk.

"I used to think that you love to laugh, have a good temper, and are both cold and hot with Mr. Fan, which is just right for you..."

"I've wondered why Mr. Fan and you, a name sounds warm, but a person is so cold, but a person is so cold..."

"But?" Tang Lin became more and more curious about the subsequent turning point.

Shan Yunsong smiled.

"But I have been by your side for a long time recently and I realize that you are also cold-hearted..."

The smile on his face faded, with seriousness in his eyes, and even more admiration: "The boss of a company cannot be a stranger and don't let him go. Mr. Fan does his own way, so you can only warm yourself up, one cold and one hot, one relaxed, and one can hold your heart below."

The ward was quiet.

For a long time afterwards, Tang Lin didn't say anything.

Until a cloud floated through the window, blocking the sun.

Shan Yunsong heard Tang Lin say, "Let's sneak out to watch the midnight event."

...

Midnight, 2:40

Shan Yunsong looked around like a thief and confirmed that there was no nurse on duty, so he quickly pushed Tang Lin's wheelchair back to the ward.

A movie was two hours long, but this time, Shan Yunsong was even more tired than a battle. As expected, not everyone could do it.

Tang Lin was already sleepy and yawned repeatedly.

Shan Yunsong took him back to the hospital bed and couldn't bear to teach him how to affect the rest of the midnight venue. After watching it, he was still an accomplice. Moreover, even President Fan couldn't persuade him, so he had turned a blind eye to it.

Tang Lin was so tired that he could hardly open his eyes. He knew that Shan Yunsong had covered him with a quilt, and also heard the footsteps of the other party leaving. He might be worried and wanted to find a nurse to come and see it, or do something else... Tang Lin couldn't think about it more, and his consciousness was drifting like a piece of driftwood, drifting with the flow in the sea.

【Gugu---】

A strange cry came from a distant unknown place, strange and a hint of desolation.

Tang Lin suddenly felt a huge suction force, which swept him into the vortex. The painful sense of weightlessness violently hit his body. He struggled with all his strength, trying to escape the nightmare, but he plunged into the depths of the vortex faster and deeper.

Finally, the feeling of weightlessness gradually faded.

Tang Lin tried hard to open his eyes, but there was only a blur.

In the hazy, he seemed to see... Fan Peiyang?
Chapter completed!
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