Yi Tiantian pushed open the door of the ward, and seeing Yi Jingchen fainted on the ground, he immediately rang the bedside bell, and after a while nurses and doctors ran in.
Before entering the emergency room, Yi Jingchen woke up with a little bit of consciousness and saw a large group of people around him. He could feel that this might be the last time he saw them. I want to say something, but think about it, after being ill for so long, it seems that I have finished what I should say. He searched among the crowd and called out, "Zhou Zhou!"
"I'm here!" Zhou Zhou squeezed into the crowd and held his hand.
"I'm sorry!" He looked at her, and the hand she was holding dropped weakly.
Two lines of hot tears gushed out, and Zhou Zhou felt his whole heart was torn apart. "I'm sorry" was only three words, but to her, it was like a huge boulder hitting her head on. All his life, he still didn't fall in love with her!
Finally, he let her see the truth of their marriage. Yan Xi didn't bring this truth with him, and he never said it out. He originally thought that he wouldn't have to face it again in this life, but at the last moment of his life, he wants to see it!
He must have done it on purpose, and drew this full stop by himself, so as not to give her any leeway. He hated her, he must have hated her poisonously!
She thought time could change everything, but in the end nothing changed. It took her a long life, but she still couldn't squeeze into their world. The belief that supported her collapsed, and she collapsed, limp on the ground, crying so hard!
Everyone thought she was too sad, and comforted her: "It won't happen, the doctor will try his best."
She was full of grievances and couldn't speak. She was not crying that he was about to leave, but that the true love of this life had been mispaid, but who was to blame?
It's another year of haute couture show, and Yan Xi is very busy backstage. Before each model goes on stage, she has to make a final confirmation. She set the theme this time as Qingquan, and many ink and landscape elements were incorporated into the clothes.
The only and the model determine the final order of performance. At this moment, the phone rang, and she answered it, completely stunned.
Xi Le looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Uncle passed away!" She held the phone, as if she couldn't believe it, but mechanically repeated what Xiaomei said on the phone.
Xi Le felt her whole body shake, and turned around to look for Yan Xi's figure. She was squatting on the ground, trimming the hem of a dress for a model.
"Mother."
"What's the matter?" Yan Xi raised his head.
"Godfather, godfather, he passed away!"
Yan Xi was stunned, and gave a soft "oh". Xi Le stared at her closely, always feeling that she was about to say something. But Yanxi stood up, looking for something in the house in a daze?
Xi Le asked, "What are you looking for?"
"Where's my sewing kit? There's a bead on the skirt that's coming off and I'll have to re-pin it."
Xi Le found her sewing kit, handed it to her, and said it again: "Mom, godfather passed away."
"Joy, it's about to start, you go and sit outside."
"Oh!" Xi Le exited the dressing room.
Yan Xi bumped up to the only one, grabbed her hand and cried, "Aunt Xi!"
Yan Xi patted her on the back lightly: "You go back quickly, go back early, it's good that I'm here."
The only one looked at her in astonishment, unable to see that she was really calm, and was still pretending to be calm.
"Go back, go back!" Yan Xi murmured.
Just like countless previous shows, she stepped onto the runway amidst thunderous applause. The models stood on both sides, she walked in front, and the audience stood up and applauded. This is the highest courtesy for a designer. Suddenly, there was a pain in her heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Everyone on and off the stage panicked and rushed towards her. Someone yelled for an ambulance.
In a trance, she saw the young man with the wind and the moon on his shoulders walking towards her, walked to her side, knelt down, and said softly to her: "Fool, cry out when it hurts, don't hold it in forever!"
She knew that she couldn't bear it this time, and burst into tears. The river water that broke the embankment could no longer be contained, and she curled up on the hospital bed, crying like a child.
A joyful and panicked voice came from my ear: "Mom, mom, what's wrong with you? Talk!"
Xi Le clearly remembered the last words her mother said before she fell into a coma¡ªthe world is far away, and we will go together and return together.
After saying this, Yan Xi never woke up again.
When Yan Chuan and Xiang Lan rushed to the hospital, she had been in a coma for three days. The doctor said there was nothing he could do, saying that Yan Xi had lost the will to survive. And many years ago, she used toI had a brain tumor operation, and this coma was also related to the brain tumor many years ago.
Xi Le was completely stupid, she had never heard Yan Xi talk about this matter. But thinking about it carefully, one year, she urged herself to go back to the country, and even let her come back after playing enough, maybe it was the surgery that was done without telling her.
One month later, the doctor judged that Yan Xi was brain-dead, and asked the family members for advice on whether to unplug the ventilator. It's a tough choice.
Xiang Lan said: "The reason why Yanxi can endure the suffering again and again is because she knows that she has to live for Yi Jingchen. They are the two sweet-scented osmanthus trees in the old factory. Ye Xiangchao is in Yunxiao, everyone thinks that they have parted ways long ago, but in fact they have long been dependent on each other for life and death. Jingchen is gone, and she will not survive!"
In the end, Xi Le agreed to unplug the ventilator. If there is another world, I hope that my mother and godfather can meet there sooner.
After signing the consent form. The whole family stood in front of the hospital bed, Qi Yueru turned her back and dared not look at it. Yan Heping put his arms around Xiyue, and buried her head in his shoulder socket.
Yan Chuan's trembling hands slowly stretched out towards the ventilator, and Xi Le suddenly yelled: "No, no! Uncle, I regret it, I don't want my mother to die! If she dies, I will be an orphan! I want her to live, even if She lay like this the whole time."
Yan Chuan hugged Xi Le: "Silly boy, how could you be an orphan? You have uncles, grandparents and grandparents!"
Xi Le curled up in Yan Chuan's arms, sobbing non-stop.
Xiang Lan choked up and said, "Xi Le, let your mother go, she is too tired!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com