第(1/7)节     紾藏版1八r影視んuЬ                                                                                                       梁飞凡默默用完晚餐就上楼关进了书房，顾烟收拾了几件换洗衣服出来，他的司机已经在门口等着了，说是先生吩咐的，已经很晚了，安全起见，烟小姐不要自己开车的好。                                                                                                            到了医院，顾博云依旧昏昏沉沉，问他什么也不怎么回答的清楚，后半夜的时候又忽然发起了低烧，几个医生忙活了很久情况才稳定下来。顾烟被一个个扎进父亲身t的针头折磨的心如刀绞，蜷在休息室的躺椅上睁眼到天明。                                                                                                            早上九点多的时候，顾博云悠悠转醒。                                                                                                            顾烟看着冬日暖yan里爸爸的眼睛缓缓睁开，生机像g旱已久的泉眼慢慢涌出的清泉一样流淌。她情不自禁的跪倒在床边，泣不成声。就好像终于走出梦魇一般的昨夜，再世为人。                                                                                                            “又在哭……”顾博云颤着手无力的v儿，他这一走可怎么在这个人心险恶的世上活下去呢？                                                                                                            顾烟的委屈，惊吓，后怕，犹疑，担心，恐惧全t爆发出来，哭的一小片被子sh开来才堪堪打住，脸颊贴着父亲的手，哑着嗓子，“我和医生商量好了，下个月就手术，好不好？求求你了爸爸。”                                                                                                            顾博云淡然而坚定，“不。”                                                                                                            “我不嫁梁飞凡了。你怎么说我就怎么做，我都听的你的。求求你去做手术吧！我不要你si呀……爸爸，求求你了……”顾烟急切的告诉他，说着说着眼泪又忍不住了。                                                                                                            “不要哭了……”顾博云吃力的靠着靠枕，歪在那里，格外的病弱。                                                                                          
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