My Daughter Unplugged My Oxygen Tube

Ben Thanh, First Hospital, VIP ward.

"Ms. Lin, this is the confirmation letter for your father Lin Chuan's second operation. You should sign it after you have considered it."

After saying that, the doctor left the ward.

Lin Wanyu looked at Lin Chuan who was dying on the hospital bed, and there was no trace of sadness on her face.

"For twenty-one years, we still meet in this way."

The father and daughter have not seen each other since graduating from college.

Because she hates him.

After a long time, Lin Wanyu spoke slowly, without any emotional fluctuations in her tone.

"You know what? You don't deserve to be a father at all."

"We should have had a happy home, but unfortunately it was buried by you."

"The doctor said that your surgery has a 50% chance of success, and you need the signature of your family."

After saying that, Lin Wanyu glanced at the list in her hand, then snorted coldly, and shredded it and threw it on Lin Chuan's body.

"Even if there is a 100% chance that the operation will be successful, it is impossible for me to sign it. You should die."

"Because, you should have died."

The voice suddenly increased a bit, mixed with monstrous hatred.

Lin Chuan's heart clenched hard, and he was very distressed.

He loves his daughter, and has been living in hatred for most of his life, and he has not let go of it for twenty years.

If you were arguing with yourself back then...

Where did it come from? Lin Chuan just wanted to say sorry to his daughter, not asking for forgiveness, but hoping that she could let go of her hatred and enjoy the beauty of life for the rest of her life.

But the next second the ventilator made a harsh beeping sound.

Lin Wanyu glanced indifferently at Lin Chuan, whose face was gray, holding the unplugged oxygen tube in his hand.

She quietly watched the heart rate chart gradually return to a straight line.

She smiled brightly, and then wept sadly, as if she had been taken out of time, she was paralyzed on the ground, and murmured.

"When I was five years old, you bought noodles with the only ten dollars left at home. My mother, my brother and I waited for you to come back from hunger, but you actually went to gamble and returned home full of alcohol and took us The mother-in-law is out of anger, in order to protect us, my mother was beaten in the back by you with a wooden stick."

"My mother was bruised and bruised, but she couldn't bear to watch my brother and I starve to death, braving the wind and rain to steal fish from the village's reservoir."

"That night, we drank the most delicious fish soup in our life..."

Speaking of which, Lin Wanyu was already crying, unable to cry.

But at this moment, Lin Chuan's detached soul floated quietly in the air, looking at everything in front of him, his daughter's cry was like a sharp blade, bit by bit cutting through the bloody memory.

The wife's stealing of the fish was finally revealed, and the owner of the pond came to ask for compensation.

The impoverished family couldn't make any money at all, and the owner of the pond scolded and pointed at them.

However, at that time, he wanted to save face, and put all the blame on his wife. It was ridiculous to think that his wife had lost all her face, and even if she fought hard, she would not give up until she fainted.

That night, the wife and the two children drank pesticides together. When she found out, she only managed to save her daughter.

The bodies of his wife and son lay motionless on the ground, their faces white as frost.

I felt like I was woken up by a hammer, but it was too late...

No matter how successful he is, no matter how rich he is, no matter how rich he is, no matter how much he is admired by others, the events of that year have always been like a sword hanging over his head, and he cannot exhaust his repentance to his wife and children all the time.

I regret...

I hate……

"I, Lin Chuan, would like to use trillions of property in exchange for life again!"

Suddenly, Lin Chuan felt sucked into a huge vortex, and the sky was dark.

…………

Spring 1985

"Lin Chuan, this is the only ten dollars left at home. Go to the town to buy two bags of flour. If you have more than one yuan left, you can buy some homework books for the child."

In the haze, an ethereal voice sounded, both familiar and unfamiliar.

Lin Chuan's heart skipped a beat. Isn't he dead? How could he still hear the sound.

Just when he was wondering, the child's chirping sound came from his ears again.

"Dad...get up!"

The milky cry made his heart beat faster, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a little boy in open-crotch pants pushing him.

"Zhouzhou..."

He cried out, holding his son in his arms.

Tears welled up in his eyes instantly, but this scene stunned the two people standing beside him.

A little girl with pigtails blinked at him with big watery eyes.

Beside the little girl, a woman wearing a plaid shirt has a good appearance and a slender figure. Although the clothes are simple, it is difficult to hide her beauty.

"Wanyu..."

"Qin Mengying..."

No, it can't be, it must be fake.

Lin Jun laughed at himself, shook his head, and the arm holding his son became more and more forceful.

This scene appeared countless times in his dreams, but he played it again before he died, and it felt so real.

But, so what, it was just a dream.

"Dad, you hurt me."

The son was struggling to get out of Lin Chuan's arms, but accidentally, his fingernails slid across his arm, and the real tingling sensation made him agitated.

Pain...a real feeling.

"Lin Chuan, are you alright!"

Qin Mengying frowned, took her son from his arms, and asked inexplicably.

Inadvertently, Lin Chuan caught a glimpse of the calendar on the wall, and the date was March 18, 1985.

"boom……"

He finally realized something and took the mirror quickly.

Black hair, a white vest, blue military pants, and canvas rubber shoes. At this time, he was clearly dressed forty years ago.

I'm... reborn!

He slapped his thigh excitedly, glanced at the blood relatives in front of him, and burst into tears.

"Wanyu, come and give Dad a hug."

His eyes stayed on his daughter. In his previous life, he preferred sons to daughters, and he seldom cared about her. Even after the death of his wife and son, he only provided the daughter with the most basic living conditions and never communicated properly.

This also led to what happened back then was hated by her daughter for nearly 20 years.

Wan Yu hid directly behind Qin Mengying in fright, looking at her father who always beat her in horror.

Lin Chuan spread out his hands with a wry smile, but he also understood his daughter's sincerity and fear, so he didn't insist.

In this life, come over again, we must seize the most precious family love.

Seeing that the whole family was puzzled, Lin Chuan laughed dryly.

"Well, buy noodles, right? I'll go right now."

After taking the money, he went straight out the door.

"Lin Chuan, don't gamble...the family has no money."

Lin Chuan's body trembled, and the hand holding the money couldn't help clenching tightly.

"Won't……"

These two words, he almost shouted out.

He holds the hope of the whole family, how could it be? How dare you?

He turned his head and glanced at his blood relatives, his eyes were red, he grinned, and said, "Be good, wait for me to come back."

After saying that, Lin Chuan walked out of the courtyard without looking back.