On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with a wealthy man

Under the triple blow, Qiao Qiao was exhausted.

She held on.

But the body is already at the end of its strength.

The old man was in a coma and invited many authoritative experts.

In his case, there are two possibilities for being in a coma for ten days after heart bypass surgery.

Myocardial infarction caused by stent thrombosis, or postoperative cerebral infarction and cerebral hemorrhage.

But after all the inspections for the old man, it was not.

There is only one reason for that, psychogenic.

Qiao Qiao had personally experienced this kind of psychogenic coma.

The old man was hit so hard that he didn't want to live anymore.

Let him send a white-haired man to a black-haired man, or send away two juniors at the same time, he couldn't bear such a blow, and lost the motivation to live.

How could he still wake up?

Just like at that time, when she was in a coma due to dystocia, it was the same.

Qiao Qiao sat in front of the old man's hospital bed, holding the old man's hand full of tubes.

She choked up, she was in pain, and she wanted to cry.

Even want to complain.

Blame the old man for being so cruel, leaving her behind, leaving such a big family alone.

But she didn't.

She held the old man's hand distressedly and talked to him well.

Said a lot.

From the time they encountered wild wolves in no man's land, to the birth of Xiao Nian Nian.

As he talked, Qiaoqiao's emotions became more and more uncontrollable.

"Dad, you can't be so partial. You hugged An An until she was four years old, and her back hurts. You still can't bear to let An An down."

"But how many times have you hugged Nian Nian?"

"Dad, you can't just because Nian Nian is not a girl, you don't like him, don't want him anymore."

"Dad, wake up and hug Nian Nian, he is also your grandson."

"And me, do you really have the heart to leave me alone?"

"Didn't you say that I am your own daughter? How can a father watch his own daughter lose her husband and daughter at the same time, but let go of it?"

"Dad, you can't be lazy, you have to stay with me and Xiaonian, this is your responsibility as a grandfather..."

Shang Zhongbo, who was plugged with various tubes on the hospital bed, did not respond at all.

Qiao Qiao cried more and more sadly.

The voice was crying hoarsely.

Listener, weep.

Deng Wanzhou next to her was sobbing.

"Dad." Qiao Qiao pressed Shang Zhongbo's hand to her face.

Tears flowed down Shang Zhongbo's palm.

"Dad, can you hear me?"

"If you really let go, I will donate all the assets you and Shanglu gave me."

"Then take Xiao Niannian and continue to set up street stalls and live our ordinary life at the beginning."

"You don't want us anyway..."

Ann is gone.

Shanglu doesn't want her anymore.

Now even the old man wants to let go.

Her heart hurts so much.

From having no home at first, to having a big warm family later, loved by the old man.

Now, it's back to square one with almost nothing.

"Sister-in-law, second uncle is crying. Second uncle heard what you said. Look, second uncle is really crying." Deng Wanzhou cried happily.

Qiao Qiao raised her eyes.

Under the oxygen mask, the old man had tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Dad, you heard what I said, didn't you?"

"You can't bear to leave me, can you?"

"Dad, get well soon, okay?"

After treatment and rescue, the old man finally woke up.

After waking up, he said a few words to Qiaoqiao.

"Qiaoqiao, I'm sorry, Dad broke your heart."

"Thank you, too, for saving my life."

If it hadn't been for Qiao Qiao to confide his true feelings in his ear, he might not be able to wake up.

"Dad, I want to thank you too. Fortunately, you woke up." Qiao Qiao cried and responded, "Otherwise I really wouldn't be able to hold on."

Shang Zhongbo burst into tears, "Dad will be fine in the future, and will always be with you and Xiao Niannian, and I won't let you worry about it anymore."

A month later, Shang Zhongbo recovered and was discharged from the hospital.

On the day I came home, the sun was particularly bright.

The breath of spring is getting stronger and stronger.

The garden is full of flowers.

Still those flowers.

Still those trees.

There are still those furniture decorations at home.

It's still that home.

At home, Shanglu and Xiao An'an were no longer there.

The first moment I helped the old man back home, the familiar breath of home floated over.

Sad emotions also surged up.

Like a scourge, it attacked Qiao Qiao from all directions.

It turns out that the saddest thing in this world is not the pain at the moment of parting from life and death.

Instead, see things and think about others.

Fearing that the old man would also be affected by his emotions, Qiao Qiao covered it up very well.

The first thing she did when she got home was to ask the sister-in-law to bring Xiao Niannian over and put her on the sofa.

"Dad, look quickly. You have been in the hospital for more than a month, and Xiao Niannian has learned to look up and turn over."

The little Niannian on the sofa lifted his little head easily, trying to crawl towards his grandfather.

But Xiao Niannian still couldn't move.

The little hands grabbed and grabbed, and grabbed the corner of grandpa's clothes.

He lifted his head and grinned.

When the little guy smiled, his baby pink gums showed no teeth.

That appearance is about to turn cute.

The old man couldn't wait to pick up his little grandson, "Niannian is so good."

This little guy is simply a replica of Shanglu's childhood.

Exactly the same.

White skin.

Clear and lovely eyes.

When he laughed, he was the same as Phytophthora, drooling with the fragrance of milk.

From childhood to adulthood, Shanglu made him feel at ease.

I thought that after Shang Lu and Qiao Qiao got married, he would be full of children and grandchildren, and he would have a very happy and lively old age.

At the end of the day, it ended in a tragic ending of a white-haired man giving away a black-haired man.

night.

Shang Zhongbo fell asleep.

Something was on her mind, and she couldn't sleep, so she knocked on Qiaoqiao's door.

Qiao Qiao hadn't slept yet.

She was flipping through the photo album of Phytolacca.

But in these albums, there is not a single photo of her and Phytophthora.

Until now, she didn't even have a photo with Shang Lu, and she didn't even want to keep a souvenir.

Tears fell one by one, pattering on the album.

Hearing the knock on the door, she quickly restrained her grief and tried to make her voice sound normal.

"Dad, come right away."

He hurried to the bathroom, washed his face with cold water, and then opened the door.

Shang Zhongbo saw that her eyes were red and swollen.

Obviously, she secretly cried.

Look at her bare feet, stepping on the cold floor.

He commanded distressedly, "Qiaoqiao, go and put on your shoes, put on a coat and come downstairs. Dad has something to tell you."

Qiao Qiao responded, "Okay."

When I lowered my head, I realized that I was indeed not wearing shoes.

Thinking back to the past, I often ran around the house with bare feet without shoes.

Every time Shang Lu would come to her feet with her shoes, pat her bare feet and let her put on the shoes.

Tears, can't stop...

Ticks fell on the dark floor.

Fortunately, Shang Zhongbo had already turned around and went downstairs.

She hurriedly cleaned up her grief, put on her shoes, washed her face again, put on a coat, and went downstairs.

Shang Zhongbo, who was sitting on the sofa, seemed to have something on his mind.