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377. If there is blood in the afterlife!

He coughed up blood again?

With this awareness, Qiao Nian's face turned pale on the spot, as if something had hammered her heart heavily. The dull pain spread through her nerves and spread to all four limbs, making her legs tremble uncontrollably.

Last time, I saw the scene of him vomiting blood with my own eyes, it was so shocking, now...

Qiao Nian supported the table with both hands, and managed to stand still, but his face was pale and scary.

Is his illness serious enough to cough up blood at any time?

Thinking of the conversation between her and Jian Yunchen, Qiao Nian hurriedly rushed out, flipped through the trash can on the balcony, saw a lot of blood on the bottom of the trash can, and bit her lips tightly.

In the autumn evening, the wind was very gentle, but she felt cold all over.

Has he been like this since the last time he vomited blood?

Closing her eyes deeply, Qiao Nian's heart was in a mess.

Lu Youqing, you are hiding such an important matter from me.

Moisture gushed out from the fundus of the eyes, and even closing the eyes couldn't stop it.

Opening her eyes, Qiao Nian tightly clasped her clothes with both hands, clenching her fists to the point of numbness, until the noise brought her back to her thoughts, she hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, tried hard to control her emotions, Facing the room, facing forward.

Lu Youqing came out of the bathroom. When he was going back to the cooking place, Qiao Nian was nowhere to be seen. He walked out immediately. When he found Qiao Nian sitting on the balcony, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Have rib soup tonight, okay?"

The same deep voice sounded behind him, Qiao Nian didn't look back, "Okay..."

Lu Youqing walked over and rubbed the back of her head, "If you're hungry, eat some fruit first, I'll make it soon."

"En." Qiao Nian swiped her phone.

The moment Lu Youqing turned around, the tears in Qiao Nian's eyes could no longer be controlled, they fell down and hit the screen of the phone, soaking a large area.

Lu Youqing, what should I do with you?

As dusk falls, the city lights begin to shine.

The light on the balcony was turned on by Qiao Nian, and a warm halo fell from the top of her head, letting her wander in the warm twilight.

Not long after, Lu Youqing brought the pork rib soup.

Qiao Nian looked at the table steaming hot, but her heart was heavy.

Then, two bowls of rice, followed by green vegetables, and the minced corn she likes to eat.

"Dinner..."

Lu Youqing sat in front of her with a happy face, filled with soup, "I haven't cooked for a long time, I don't know if the craftsmanship is still there, wife, don't move, I'll taste it first."

If it doesn't taste good, then he is the first victim and can tell her.

Qiao Nian said with a smile, "If it's poisonous, wouldn't you be the first to die?"

"Poison yourself?" Lu Youqing raised his eyebrows, "I haven't lived enough yet."

After taking a sip of the soup, the taste is not bad, "The taste is not bad, you can eat it with confidence."

A meal, silent to the end.

Two dishes and one pot of soup were almost prepared by Qiao Nian alone.

After the meal, Qiao Nian propped his hands on the table and held his face. His moist eyes stared at Lu Youqing motionlessly, "Husband, your complexion is not good recently, is it because you haven't slept well?"

"With you by my side, I will sleep well." The corners of Lu Youqing's mouth curled up slightly, "Maybe it's the lighting problem."

Qiao Nian reached out and held his hand, "I remember not long ago, I asked you a question."

"What's the problem?" Lu Youqing sat next to her.

Qiao Nian rested her head on his shoulder, "If, one day, I die before you, what will you do?"

Lu Youqing froze, and quietly tightened her hand, Qiao Nian's voice continued, "You said, you will live longer than me, because you don't want me to be alone."

Speaking of this, Qiao Nian's voice was crying, and the circles of his eyes were sour.

Warm liquid slid out from the corner of the eye.

"Lu Youqing, we will live a long life, won't we?"

Lu Youqing looked at her, a glint flashed across his deep eyes, he didn't speak, but his Adam's apple kept rolling, his heart ached unbearably.

"Lu Youqing..." Qiao Nian looked at him with red eye circles, and the fear in his heart slowly seeped out, "Why don't you talk?"

Lu Youqing looked at her deeply, his sea-like gaze flashed a hazy strange color, and his voice was hoarse, "How long is a long life enough? I still want to be with you in the next life. If, really, there is In the next life, I will definitely find you, no matter how long the road is, how many thorns there are, how many mountains and rivers, I will definitely find you."

He touched his face, his eyes were full of nostalgia, and his voice was soft, "In this life, I missed the best time of your youth and the difficult time when you needed help the most. In the next life, I hope I can accompany you Watching you, from innocent childhood to youthful cardamom years, from ignorance to maturity, from love to marriage, hold your hand and grow old together."

The deep voice, like the clear wind in the mountains, poured into her ears and warmed her heart.

The ten fingers are wrapped around, so tightly clasped.

Qiao Nian bit her red lips, her eyes became more and more moist.

"I am a very possessive person. Nian, in the next life, until I find you, you are not allowed to fall in love, get married, or like others. You must wait for me, you must wait for me, do you hear me?"

"it is good."

Qiao Nian buried her face in his arms, tears streaming down her face.

Night Breeze, slowly.

The warm heart made Qiao Nian's mind a mess.

Until, she was so tired that she fell asleep in Lu Youqing's arms.

Lu Youqing looked at the person in his arms, his long eyelashes were wet and crystal clear, and the corners of his eyes turned red due to tears. For some reason, he really wanted to cry.

Is there really an afterlife in this world?

The night gradually deepened.

However, Lu Youqing didn't feel sleepy at all. He sat quietly by the window, staring motionlessly at the sleeping Qiao Nian with eyes as deep as the sea. Those eyes were so bone-wrenchingly attached.

It seems that no matter how you look at it, it is not enough.

The body is very tired, but he doesn't want to sleep.

Going to sleep means less time to see her.

The first patient vomited blood and died within a week.

What about yourself?

Is it also a week?

It should have been a week since he vomited blood, and now, the third day of National Day.

Baby...

Lu Youqing stretched out his hand, and gently covered Qiao Nian's swollen stomach. Through the cotton clothes, he quietly felt the little life inside.

Baby, I'm Daddy...

If Dad can't last the day you are born, please don't hate Dad, Dad loves you very much, Dad will watch you in heaven...

The eye sockets were suddenly hot, as if something was overflowing.

He raised his hand, fingertips were hot and humid.

Qiao Nian, if I leave, what should you do?

It is said that men do not shed tears lightly, but Lu Youqing cried in the middle of the night, silently.

In the hospital late at night, even the sound of footsteps was extraordinarily clear.

When the attending doctor came over after receiving a call from Lu Youqing, Lu Youqing was standing outside the door with a large area of ​​blood on his chest, which kept gushing out.

In the treatment room, the sound of ticking instruments made the atmosphere tense and dignified.

Lu Youqing vomited up the blood while it was being delivered.

Input and output are not proportional, his body has exceeded the range of tolerance, from positive to negative.

"Mr. Lu, are you okay?" The attending doctor looked at the pale and almost transparent Lu Youqing, his expression was full of worry.

"It's okay." Lu Youqing replied weakly, "If my wife asks, I don't want you to tell the truth."

"Mr. Lu..." The doctor's voice was choked with sobs.

"Keep it secret." Lu Youqing's voice was tired, weak, and powerless, "Marrying me, she has already used her life's happiness as a bet, and now, she is risking her life to give birth to me, I can't continue To be happy with her, how could she be taking risks for me."

He couldn't bear it, really really couldn't bear it.

"Mr. Lu, I know what to do..." The doctor said with tears in his eyes, "Please rest for a while, and I will send you back after the transfusion of this bag of blood."

What they didn't know was that outside the treatment room, Qiao Nian was crying with his cell phone in his hands.

That's right, she installed a wiretap on Lu Youqing's phone, and secretly removed the kn guard from his phone.

As early as when Lu Youqing put his hand on her stomach, she woke up.

How could a pregnant woman with worries sleep so peacefully?

However, Qiao Nian never thought that the matter was more serious than she imagined.

Only now did she understand what he said after the meal.

It turned out that he had already...

Lu Youqing, you are so weak.

As the sky gradually dawned, Qiao Nian dragged his tired and heavy body back to the room, looked at the woman with red eye circles in the mirror, turned on the tap, and washed her face.

Then, she went to the makeshift kitchen, washed rice, and cooked porridge.

When Lu Youqing came back, the sun had already shone on the earth.

"I made porridge, come over and eat together?"

Lu Youqing didn't speak, and looked at Qiao Nian fixedly. After a long time, he suddenly held her hand, "Hey, okay?"

"Okay." Qiao Nian smiled brightly.

Lu Youqing's complexion was very bad, Qiao Nian seemed not to notice, and fed him earnestly, but Lu Youqing didn't know what to eat, and he couldn't even taste anything.

After the nerve pain failed, he lost his sense of taste.

I don't know what will greet him next.