The hospital urged Cui Yinghong to pay the hospital fees again.

Faced with the fact that she could never get through to her mother's family, Cui Yinghong collapsed time and time again, but she healed herself time and time again.

She couldn't fall down. As long as her son was alive, she had to take care of him.

Cui Yinghong held her son's hand and sighed, "Kang Kang, you stay in the hospital obediently. Mommy is going out to look for your aunt."

Kang Kang nodded, "Mom, be careful on the road!"

It was only when Cui Yinghong arrived at Beicheng Hospital that she found out that her sister had gone to another province for further studies.

She stood blankly at the gate of North City Hospital, not knowing what to do.

"Sister, you really are cruel!"

Cui Yinghong was walking on the street in a daze. There was a sound of sudden brakes and Cui Yinghong fell to the ground.

"There's a car accident! There's a car accident!" someone exclaimed.

The moment Cui Yinghong fell down, her eyes were still looking in the direction of the Workers' Hospital.

The car driver called the emergency number and Cui Yinghong was sent to the nearby Beicheng Hospital.

One of the young nurses who participated in the first aid was the nurse who previously managed Cui Jingkang's ward, and she recognized Cui Yinghong.

So they asked someone to notify Cui Yingping, and when Cui Yingping went for further studies, they notified Song Qinghe.

When Song Qinghe rushed over, Cui Yinghong had already passed away.

Song Qinghe quickly notified the old couple Cui Daoming and Cui Yingping and Cui Yingqiang.

After receiving the call, Li Xiulan felt dizzy, her vision went dark, and she fainted on the ground.

Cui Daoming, who was standing by, was startled and hurried forward to check the situation.

He cursed and said, "This unfilial daughter actually made me send off my son!"

He reached out and pinched Li Xiulan's philtrum hard, trying to wake her up.

Cui Daoming's face was filled with a mixture of anger and sadness. He could not accept the fact that Cui Yinghong passed away so suddenly.

After all, she was his little daughter whom he had doted on for decades. How could he not be sad?

Cui Jingkang looked at Song Qinghe who appeared in front of the bed and claimed to take care of him, and he couldn't help but feel flustered, "Uncle, where is my mother?

Song Qinghe didn't dare to tell him the truth, so he had to lie to him, "Your mother went back to Beishan County to look for your grandmother and her family.

Ask me to come and look after you. If you need water, just let me know."

Cui Jingkang's heart finally settled down. He smiled and nodded, "Okay."

The next morning, when Cui Yingqiang came to replace Song Qinghe to go to work, the sensitive Cui Jingkang began to cry, "Uncle, where is my mother? I want to go find my mother."

Cui Yingqiang and Song Qinghe looked at each other and then spoke, "Kang Kang, your mother...your mother...sprained her ankle.

I can’t come to take care of you anymore. I’m recovering at home.”

Cui Jingkang shook his head, "You lied to me, what happened to my mother?

If you don’t tell me, I’ll go find it myself.”

Cui Jingkang was about to get out of bed when he was stopped by Cui Yingqiang, "Okay, okay! When your grandma and the others come, you can see your mom.

Cui Jingkang stared at Cui Yingqiang's eyes without saying a word, trying to find any trace of lies.

Cui Yingqiang looked at him calmly. After a long while, Cui Jingkang nodded, indicating that he believed what Cui Yingqiang said.

But then he couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, my mother... is she... is she okay?"

Cui Yingqiang felt a pang of pain in his heart when he saw his nephew's worried expression.

He tried to force a smile and said softly, "It's okay! Your mother is fine! She just needs to rest for a while to recover."

When the old couple Cui Daoming saw Cui Yinghong's miserable condition, they couldn't help but burst into tears.

Cui Daoming cursed again, "The ancestors of the Cui family, those who should die didn't die, while those who shouldn't die died.

So you guys enjoy our family's incense and offerings, but don't care about our family's life or death, you... "

Cui Yingqiang interrupted him, "Dad, do you think you should tell Kang Kang about Yinghong's situation?"

Cui Daoming sighed, "Don't tell him yet, let's wait until the day of cremation.

Have you negotiated Yinghong's compensation?"

"Not yet! Qinghe and I will go talk to the driver tomorrow. Since Yinghong is primarily responsible, I don't think there will be much compensation."

Li Xiulan wiped her tears and said, "No matter if Yinghong was primarily responsible or not, she lost her life!

If he can't handle it well, I will send Kang Kang to him and ask him to take care of it."

Cui Yingqiang asked his father, "Who will take care of Kang Kang tomorrow?"

"I'll go!" said Cui Yingping who hurried back.

Cui Yingqiang didn't expect that the driver who caused the accident would be so generous. In addition to the amount calculated by his lawyer, the driver gave him an extra 30,000 yuan.

Faced with Cui Daoming's repeated confirmation, Cui Yingqiang became a little impatient, "Dad, the boss has money, he took us to the bank and transferred the money on the spot.

Obviously, he was only secondarily responsible, but they paid the compensation based on his full responsibility. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

Cui Daoming sighed, "I'm worried that you've been cheated, right?"

Li Xiulan picked up the bank card and said, "You and Qinghe have already checked it. The compensation is already on it, right?"

Cui Yingqiang and Song Qinghe nodded, and Li Xiulan told them, "This money was paid for by Yinghong's life. It will be left for Kang Kang's medical expenses in the future."

"Okay, Mom, you take it."

Cui Daoming wiped his eyes and said, "Yingqiang, I have received the compensation. You can go and make an appointment for the cremation."

When Cui Jingkang saw that the person taking care of him today was his aunt again, he knew that something must have happened to his mother.

He cried heartbrokenly, "Aunt, my mother...she..."

Cui Yingping didn't dare to tell him easily, so it was better for her to listen to her father at the critical moment.

"Kang Kang, don't let your imagination run wild. Your mother is fine. She just broke a bone and can't get out of bed. That's all.

You must cooperate with the doctor's treatment, otherwise your mother will be worried about you."

Cui Jingkang felt a glimmer of hope again, "Maybe, his mother really just broke some bones."

The cremation date was chosen. Cui Daoming wiped his tears and said, "Let's tell Kang Kang so he can see Yinghong for the last time."

Cui Yingqiang pursed his lips and asked, "Who will tell Kang Kang?"

No one responded, Cui Yingqiang sighed, "Why not let my sister tell him.

She is a doctor, if anything happens she can provide first aid on the spot."

Everyone agreed, so the task was handed over to Cui Yingping.

Song Qinghe thought for a moment and asked, "Should we notify Zhou Fugui in prison?"

Cui Daoming glared at him and asked, "Why do you want to inform him?

If he hadn't seduced Yinghong, how could my good daughter have lived such an ill-fated life? "

The Cui family did not expect that Cui Jingkang fainted upon hearing the news.

After waking up, Cui Jingkang looked haggard, as if he had lost his soul.

He changed his clothes silently and insisted on leaving the hospital to attend Cui Yinghong's funeral despite everyone's dissuasion.

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