MTL - Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub-Chapter 92 time of death

  Chapter 92 Time of Death

  Qi Qi quietly listened to her mother's words, her eyes were ignorant.

  She seemed to understand, but also didn't seem to understand.

  Qiqi doesn't know whether she is happy or unhappy now.

  My mother said that she is still young, and she will tell her things when she grows up, but she doesn't think she is young, and she can understand many things.

  Pursing her lips, Qi Qi concealed her disappointment, and changed the subject on her own initiative, because she noticed that when her mother mentioned her father, there was sadness in her body.

   "Mom, besides you and Dad, do I have any other relatives?"

   "Of course, Qiqi also has a grandmother."

   "Grandma? Where is she?"

  Song Yueliang thought about it and explained to her daughter, "Grandma made some mistakes, so she has to correct her mistakes. But she will be back soon, and mother will take you to pick her up."

"it is good!"

  After putting her daughter to sleep, she turned off the light, and the room was plunged into darkness, but Song Yueliang woke up from sleepiness, without any sleepiness at all.

  Turning his head, he looked at the wooden table next to the bed in the darkness.

   There is a very elegant floral fragrance floating from the table and permeating the air.

  She brought back the bouquet of poppies, bottled it, and put it on the table.

   Maybe in a day or two, the flowers will wither.

  Qiqi had a dream.

  In the dream, there was a very vague figure, very tall and tall, covered by white mist, the face could not be seen clearly.

  Qiqi tried her best to stand on her tiptoes, trying to see the man's face clearly, but in the end, she barely saw a pair of eyes.

  The eyes are narrow and long, dark and energetic, with gentle eyes.

   "...Dad?" Qiqi plucked up her courage and called out tentatively.

  The eyes froze for a moment, then curved up like a beautiful crescent moon.

  The white mist gradually thickened, covering those eyes.

  In the mist, a force gently pushed her away, like a man behind the white mist gently pushing her away.

   "Father..." Qi Qi opened her round eyes, staring fixedly at the white mist, with tears welling up in her eyes.

  Dad, don't push Qiqi away...

"dad!"

  Wrapped in white mist, the man's figure turned around, turned his back to her and left, no matter how much Qiqi chased him, he never looked back.

  Qi Qi desperately ran towards the white mist, tears falling from her eyes one by one.

   Don't go, Dad, don't go!

  The fog is so heavy, you must not have seen Qiqi clearly.

  Qiqi is very well-behaved and looks very beautiful. My mother said that my eyes are most like yours.

  Dad, turn around and look into Qiqi's eyes.

  I am your daughter, Daddy...

   "Dad!" The baby cried, mourning in the dark.

  Song Yue opened her eyes coldly, and immediately hugged her daughter tightly into her arms, "Qiqi, wake up. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Qiqi has a nightmare, right?"

   "Mom, mom!" Qiqi woke up in the woman's arms, tears fell like broken beads, and instantly wet the front of the woman's body, "I dreamed that my father was gone, and I couldn't catch up anyway."

  Song Yueliang's heart skipped a beat, heavy and cold, and her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

   "I want Daddy back, Mommy."

   "I want Daddy back!"

  In the sea of ​​consciousness, the little egg man is sleeping soundly on all fours.

  In the half-full storage pool on the side, the blood-red energy suddenly fluctuated, and disappeared out of thin air after a while.

  …

   "Quick, get the emergency room ready!"

   "Shock! . . . increase the current! Continue!"

  Late at night, the emergency room of Huicheng Hospital was in chaos.

  Old Fu was sitting on the bench in front of the emergency room, still wearing crumpled pajamas.

  The old man in his seventies, at this moment, his back is bent, his eyes are slack, he is dejected and desperate.

  Uncle Gui stood by the side with a solemn expression, holding the phone in his hand and whispering something to the other end.

  In the emergency room, the pale and thin man bounced up and down again and again because of the electric shock.

  The whole person remains unresponsive.

  On the monitor connected to the heart rate, the line gradually flattens.

   Finally, make a long beep.

  Everyone in the room stopped their rescue actions and fell into dead silence.

  The old dean looked at the young face on the hospital bed for a long time, and finally closed his eyes in a slump, and said in a trembling voice, "Record, the patient Fu Yanchi, the time of death is—"

   "Old Dean!" The assistant nurse interrupted the old dean's words with an exclamation.

  The old dean turned his head suddenly, and after seeing the extremely weak fluctuations on the heart rate monitor, his eyes burst into ecstasy, "Continue to rescue!"

  The day will break.

  Kyoto, Yan Family Villa.

  After listening to the report from the microphone, Yan Huai put down the already hot microphone with trembling hands.

  Meng Jingxian fell down on the sofa, weeping with joy.

  Even Yanxi's tensed jaw relaxed, but her eyes were complicated.

   Such a situation has been experienced by their family over and over again.

  This time was the most serious, and the heart stopped during the rescue.

   Another time was five years ago, when he fell into a coma and couldn't wake up. The family used all their connections and immediately sent the person abroad for medical treatment.

"Brother Huai, bring Ah Chi back." After crying for a while, Meng Jingxian said with a hoarse voice, "I'm really worried about him staying there. If he wants to accompany the old man, then bring him along. I...I'm really afraid..."

   She choked up with sobs and couldn't continue speaking.

  She was really afraid that she might not even see Ah Chi for the last time.

  Yan Huai sat on the sofa on the other side, silent, like a body whose soul had been emptied.

  Yanxi looked at the two of them, and after a while she let out a sneer, got up and left.

   "Where are you going?" He was about to walk out of the gate when a majestic man's voice came from behind.

  Yan Xi stopped her pace and didn't turn her head. "Does it matter where I go? Anyway, in your eyes, it doesn't make any difference whether my son is there or not."

   "Yanxi! What are you talking about?" Meng Jingxian's eyes were full of tiredness, and her heart felt powerless, "Now the house is in chaos, can you stop adding to the chaos at this time!"

  Yanxi gritted her teeth, her eyes sparkled, and there was sarcasm in her eyes.

   "Yeah, I'm just going to make trouble for you," he said, striding away, with a sharp laugh, "so why did you give birth to me in the first place?"

  In the hall, the lights were bright and cold.

  Yanhuai and Meng Jingxian each sat in an apartment, each lost in thought, and no one spoke for a long time.

  Finally, Meng Jingxian got up, and said softly before leaving, "Brother Huai, if you are too busy and don't have time, I will pick him up from Achi's place. I will pack some clothes and leave at dawn."

  The woman's footsteps going upstairs were also very soft and slow, the same tone as when she spoke.

  It seems that in this family, she is always so careful, for fear of disturbing others and causing displeasure.

   When the sound of soft footsteps disappeared, the tall man who was sitting still moved, raised his head, and looked at the direction in which she disappeared, inexplicably absent-minded.

  He never admits failure.

  But at this moment, he suddenly realized that no matter whether he was a father or a husband, he had failed terribly.

  Father and son are at odds, and husband and wife are at odds.

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