White and tender soy milk, fragrant mushroom meat and vegetable buns, and fragrant white rice porridge, this is what Liu Hai bought for breakfast.
Back at the hospital, Liu Hai handed breakfast to Ouyang Hui and Liu Xiaofu, came to the old man's bed, and stared at the old man's closed eyes.
"You all eat something. The third grandma will definitely be angry if she knows that you are here to accompany her when you are hungry." Liu Hai turned his head and looked at the second daughter standing at the door and said softly.
The two girls looked at each other, and Liu Xiaofu still had tears in her eyes. She hadn't eaten anything since yesterday. She no longer knew she was hungry, but when she saw Liu Hai, the heavy sadness in her heart began to fade away. , but became longer.
"Hui Hui, let's eat some. You have drank a carton of milk since yesterday." Liu Xiaofu silently handed a mushroom, meat and vegetable bun to Ouyang Hui's mouth. As she spoke, she couldn't help but shed tears. Tears flowed quietly from his eyes.
Liu Xiaofu handed the rice porridge to Liu Hai again. She knew that Liu Hai must not have had breakfast.
Liu Hai reached out to take the white rice porridge and took a sip. The white rice porridge he drank in his mouth now had no fragrance at all. Liu Hai only felt that the white rice porridge in his mouth was like plastic with no taste at all. - Boring, boring.
Birth, old age, illness, and death are the eternal laws of nature. Countless people have sought immortality throughout the ages, but in the end, no one can escape death.
Liu Hai knew in his heart that at this age, the old man had returned to his old age, and his life limit had been exhausted. Even if he had the magical green apple jade pendant, it would no longer have any effect.
"Grandma, wuwu¡ª¡ª" Liu Xiaofu cried.
At 5:13 in the afternoon, the old man's eyelids trembled a few times and he opened his eyes. His eyes were still kind, but they seemed empty. There seemed to be two unfathomable bottomless abyss hidden deep in his two turbid eyes. At the end is a huge vortex, spinning, with huge suction, capable of absorbing any matter, including life.
Everyone gathered around, Ouyang Hui hurriedly called the doctor, Liu Qinglin and his wife, Xiao Liu Zi and Liu Chen also gathered around the old man's bed.
The old man looked at the young people beside the bed one by one, and his eyes flashed with deep relief. After suffering for most of his life, before he died, there were still so many people seeing him off.
In the end, the old man¡¯s eyes stayed on Liu Xiaofu and bangs, and he wanted to reach out and touch his granddaughter¡¯s face, but he couldn¡¯t make any effort. Liu Xiaofu quickly grabbed her grandma's hand, but she could no longer control the tears in her eyes. Although she didn't cry out, her cheeks were already wet.
"Silly boy, don't cry. Sooner or later, this will happen to you when you get old." Instead, the old man comforted his granddaughter with gentle words.
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