Spoiled Star Wife: President, I Surrender

The appearance of her father was much thinner than the last time she saw her. Lu Qinghuan couldn't hold back at that time, burst into tears, and threw herself down in front of her father's hospital bed. The doctors next to her might not be Bearing to see this scene, they all silently lined up and retreated. Lu Qinghuan held his father's weak hand, and tears fell drop by drop on it.

"I'm sorry, I haven't come to accompany you all this time, I don't know that you have become like this..." Lu Qinghuan was crying and slurred a little, and could only spit out a few words vaguely.

"Your father was fine a few days ago, but it suddenly became like this two days ago. The doctor said that he was unable to recover, but we don't know why his symptoms suddenly worsened. Maybe it's because everyone has their own fate. "Lu Qinghuan's mother wiped away the tears from her eyes, and whispered to persuade Lu Qinghuan.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault that I didn't come to accompany you all the time. If I had been here to accompany you, your mood might be better, and if you were better, it wouldn't have deteriorated to such an extent..."

Lu Qinghuan took care of everything now, and took all the mistakes on her own body, but it didn't help the matter. Bao Yanchen quietly put a hand on Lu Qinghuan's shoulder to show comfort.

"If you have anything to say, just say it now."

A little nurse at the side looked at Lu Qinghuan's sadness, but had no way to share it. After all, life, old age, sickness and death are normal, but no matter how rich a person is, they can't stop these things.

Lu Qinghuan's father has been paralyzed in bed for several years. His father's health has deteriorated sharply since the past few years, and he is barely alive with paralysis. A person as shrewd as his father, who has lived his life proudly, finally ended up with a daily life. In the end of lying on the bed, all the previous arrogance was worn away.

If he told his father 10 years ago that he would face such a situation in the future, his father would definitely say that he would never let himself be paralyzed on the bed and become a useless person!
Seeing that the once high-spirited man was about to leave this world at once, Lu Qinghuan's tears were like broken beads, tightly holding his father's hand, unwilling to let go.

Looking at his only daughter, Lu Qinghuan's father seemed to be smiling, but his eyes were about to close slightly. He wanted to squeeze Lu Qinghuan's hand, but it didn't seem to work. Lu Qinghuan felt his father's strength, and when he was about to respond, when he raised his eyes, he found that his father slowly closed his eyes.

"do not want!"

This heart-piercing cry ran through the entire apartment building. Lu Qinghuan didn't want to believe the fact that her father had left. She held her father's hand tightly, as if she was holding the most important thing in her life. He said over and over again that he was wrong.

A few days ago, she almost lost her only child, but today she lost her father. The successive blows made Lu Qinghuan have to face a miserable life.

"The deceased is... Well, don't be too sad, we have prepared the best cemetery for her, you can rest assured that your father will be handed over to us."

The people from the funeral home and the people who were going to apply for the death certificate were already waiting outside. Lu Qinghuan looked at the strange faces and saw that his father's final journey was about to be entrusted to these people, unconsciously. With trembling shoulders, just as she was about to sit on the ground, Bao Yanchen suddenly caught her and felt the warm embrace behind her, Lu Qinghuan was finally able to cry wantonly.

Her father is gone. The father who had been strict with her since she was a child, but who loved her so much is no longer there.

"Miss, I hope that your condolences will pass and you won't break your body from crying."

A person who looked like a nurse appeared out of nowhere. She pointed to a small room next to her, and wanted Lu Qinghuan to go to rest first.

Seeing this little nurse doing this, Lu Qinghuan looked at the people standing outside the door again, and in the end she could only slowly put down her father's hand. She knew that her father wanted to leave, and she couldn't keep him, even if she really wanted to So what can she do to keep it, what she keeps is nothing more than a corpse.

But that inner reluctance made Lu Qinghuan walk extremely slowly. When she walked into the small room, the people outside walked towards her father quickly, and put on the shroud for her father under everyone's gaze. Then a stretcher carried the father and left here directly.

Lu Qinghuan wanted to follow out but was tightly stopped by the nurse: "Miss, what can you do even if you follow out? Your father is no longer here, let's make condolences."

In a blink of an eye, Lu Qinghuan saw her mother also sitting on the carpet decadently. The carpet was not warm, and her mother was sitting on it like a statue. Lu Qinghuan didn't know how her mother should continue to live after her father passed away. She just felt that The sadness and pain at this moment had swept over her, making her even want to go with her father.

But reason can overcome these after all. When Lu Qinghuan finally sat on the sofa, he forced himself to calm down. Bo Yanchen also sat next to her at some point, and the two sat silently like this. Lu Qinghuan's gaze was on The room was wandering, but she immediately saw a very inconspicuous empty medicine box on the table.

She clearly remembered that the medicine her father took before was not of this kind of medicine and the box was not of this color. Lu Qinghuan subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with the medicine, so she walked up and took the medicine box, and found that the packaging of the medicine box was the same as that of the medicine. There is nothing wrong with the explanation, but before my father took capsule medicine, this box of medicine has other appearances.

Lu Qinghuan, who never knew much about medical skills, thought it was just a misunderstanding. She was just too sad because of her father's death, but for some reason, she always felt strange. Why did her father suddenly become terminally ill when he was in such a stable condition? So far?
Lu Qinghuan subconsciously took the box of medicine and ran out, not seeing the nurse in the corner at all, and slowly put down the phone in his hand.

"I want you to go to the hospital immediately and help me investigate the difference between the medicine my father prescribed in their hospital and this box of medicine! The sooner the better!"

Bo Yanchen looked at Lu Qinghuan's almost crazy behavior, and just wanted to hold her hand to comfort her, when he saw Lu Qinghuan turned his face away, with firmness in his eyes that could not be questioned: "Go and help me contact the crematorium." Those people, let them not be cremated for now, if there is really something wrong with the medicine, I will ask a forensic doctor to dissect it."