Before fainting yesterday, He Qidong felt the breath of death.

That breath was exactly the same as when he was dying on the operating table many years ago.

He is afraid of death.

No one wants to live.

That kind of dizziness, the whole body is out of self-control, the brain clearly issued instructions, but the hands, feet and body don't cooperate, and the feeling of almost paralyzed nerves is too bad.

That feeling is close to death.

He didn't want to die, he still wanted to watch Qiaoqiao and Shanglu reconcile, and he wanted to watch them be happy.

Shanglu really hoped that He Qidong would get well soon.

He sat on the chair and comforted, "You don't have to worry about the matter between me and Qiaoqiao. You should adjust your mood first and prepare for the operation."

"If I don't tell you about this matter, I can't operate with peace of mind." He Qidong was full of worries.

In this world, there is no 100% sure surgery.

Even if it's just cutting the appendix, the most common surgical operation, there are also examples of death on the operating table.

Besides, He Qidong's operation was done in the brain.

Although He Qidong understands his condition and will fully recover from this operation, what accidents will happen if he fails to do so.

If he didn't say it, he was afraid that he would not have a chance in the future.

Maybe only by speaking out, Shang Lu can understand Qiao Qiao's state of mind better, and know how to make her change her mind.

I don't even know what he was talking about.

Shanglu was aroused with a strong thirst for knowledge, "What's the matter?"

"Qiaoqiao has been refusing to accept you, so don't blame her." He Qidong said.

Shang Lu sighed heavily, and frowned, with guilt and self-blame in his eyes, "I didn't blame her, I was a jerk before, and I broke her heart completely."

That past event lay between the hearts of the two men.

The atmosphere became heavy and dull.

He Qidong is also very sorry for what Qiaoqiao has gone through. "When Qiaoqiao gave birth in country m, An An gave birth prematurely. When she was born, she was not breathing or had a heartbeat. Qiaoqiao was bleeding again. When the doctor rescued her, she gave up on her own. Lost herself, there is no sustenance to live. She wants to die."

That was already three years ago.

Now Shanglu sounded terrified, "Qiao Qiao didn't tell me this, I only know that An An was born prematurely and sent an incubator."

"Of course Qiaoqiao doesn't want to tell you this." He Qidong said again, "You know, when a person is dying, the doctor's rescue is a necessary condition, but the patient's willpower is the important determining factor."

It was something that He Qidong still fears when he thinks about it.

"Qiaoqiao doesn't want to live anymore, and the doctor's rescue is useless. At that time, I really thought..."

He Qidong choked up, "..."

Three years ago, Qiaoqiao gave birth to a child, and He Qidong almost lost her.

Up to now, the oppressive scene of seeing Qiao Qiao motionless and seeing the lines on the life monitor return to a straight line still makes He Qidong breathless.

After a while, he blinked feebly, and then a mournful voice came out of his throat, "Qiao Qiao's breathing and heartbeat also stopped for more than ten minutes. Fortunately, I had an idea and found a video from my phone. The cry of a newborn baby is played in Qiao Qiao's ears on a loop."

Because, He Qidong is a person who died once.

He knew that when a person dies, he doesn't really lose consciousness.

Their consciousness will stay in another dimension, as if they can sense that their lives have come to an end.

Therefore, he decided to use the cry of a newborn baby to awaken Qiao Qiao's desire to live.

He Qidong choked with sobs, and told Shanglu about the past intermittently.

"Shanglu, do you think people have strong willpower? Hearing the baby's cry, Qiao Qiao's vital signs rose and fell again."

Shanglu never knew this.

It turned out that when Qiao Qiao gave birth, it was so difficult.

She suffered so much after he abandoned her.

He really wanted to smoke himself to death.

How could he be such a bastard, how could he let Qiao Qiao face the despair of wanting to die alone?

His eyes were red when he heard this, and he choked up sobbing almost silently, "Where is An An, how did An An get rescued?"

"Aren't you saying God is amazing?" He Qidong smiled, with tears in his eyes, "After Qiaoqiao woke up, she insisted on seeing An An, and kept hugging An An, who had lost her body temperature. Eight hours later, An An also I got my heart beating again."

"..."

"Perhaps, this is the power of maternal love."

"..."

"It's their mother and daughter who have a tacit understanding."

"..."

"Shanglu, so don't blame Qiaoqiao for being so calm and cold now. She has experienced death once, and she has no desire for too many things in life. Especially love."

Love is the easiest to hurt.

He Qidong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with deep meaning, "Shanglu, I hope you understand Qiaoqiao. She is heartbroken, she just wants to bring up An'an peacefully, and doesn't want to talk about marriage anymore. But it can arouse The only passionate person in her heart is you. Therefore, Qiaoqiao's future happiness is up to you."

"I'm sorry, let me sort out my emotions." Knowing what happened to Qiao Qiao, Shanglu couldn't calm down his heart.

He went out and cleaned up his uncontrollable emotions.

Deng Wanzhou, who hadn't left yet, looked at him inexplicably.

This is three trees, are you crying?

Deng Wanzhou hurriedly chased after her.

In the empty stairwell, Deng Wanzhou actually saw Shanglu really crying.

He was crying uncontrollably.

The whole tall and tall figure squatted on the steps of the stairs, buried his head and stroked his forehead, his shoulders trembling from crying.

That kind of crying is not about sadness and pain, but about guilt and self-blame.

Deng Wanzhou could see it.

Because she was crying and crying, her third brother beat the wall with his fists.

He still said in pain, "Why am I such a jerk!"

Deng Wanzhou watched and couldn't help crying.

Didn't the third brother come to visit Ah Dong?

What did Ah Dong say to the third brother to make the third brother feel guilty like this?

I just heard the wall being beaten hard by her third brother, one sound after another, thump, thump, thump.

Just listening to it, the bones of Deng Wanzhou's hands hurt.

I don't know how long it took before Shanglu stopped pounding the wall with his fist.

He tidied up his emotions, calmed down, and turned around.

Deng Wanzhou rubbed the soles of her feet with oil, and wanted to sneak in, but it was too late, and she couldn't guard against Shang Shanglu's suddenly gloomy eyes.

"Why are you here?"

"That..." Growing up, Deng Wanzhou had never seen her third brother cry, "I, I, I... Third brother, are you okay?"

Deng Wanzhou immediately made an oath, "Third brother, I promise not to tell what I saw today. Don't worry, I will definitely keep the secret for you."

The chief executive of a chaebol group and the richest man in Pengcheng secretly cried here.

It will definitely be embarrassing if it gets out.

But Deng Wanzhou comforted, "Third brother, don't squeeze yourself so tightly, everyone will be tired and hurt. If you have something on your mind, please tell me, I want to help you share it."

"Is the third brother a jerk?" Shang Lu raised the corners of his lips and laughed at himself.

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