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Lu Ye obviously saw his child's face pale all of a sudden, he even hesitated for a while, and couldn't bear to continue talking.

But heartache is heartache, this matter must be made clear to Shen Yan now: "Cub, did you hear clearly? We will go to the hospital immediately, and the doctor may need the signature of the family members."

He couldn't wait for the child to come to his senses, so he could only drag the child towards the car, opened the door and stuffed the child into the car.

He followed and sat in, holding Shen Yan's hand tightly in his own, only to find that his fingers were as cold as ice cubes just taken out of the refrigerator.

Lu Ye frowned, and squeezed his hand tightly, "Yanyan, mom will be fine."

But to his surprise, his child looked out the window with empty eyes, and after a long time, he called him in a low voice: "Lu Ye."

Lu Ye touched his earlobe, and gently patted his back with the other hand as if coaxing a child: "Yanyan, Bao'er, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

The young man shook his head slightly.Shout again softly: "Lu Ye..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the sockets of his eyes turned red, and they were as crystal clear as the rainwater from the eaves in the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River, dripping down quickly.

Lu Ye panicked for a moment, and didn't know what to do, so he could only press him into his arms in a hurry: "Don't cry, Yanyan... We haven't passed yet, and we don't know what the doctor said..."

He subconsciously concealed what the doctor told him during the previous phone call: "Ms. Zhao's situation is very dangerous. I believe your family members have heard of brain cancer. The chance of being rescued in this case is very low. "

He actually had a premonition.

But seeing his child like this now, he really can't say it.

He could only take the last chance to comfort Shen Yan who hadn't seen the final truth: "Yanyan, listen to me, didn't we ask mom to check last time? Last time the doctor said there was nothing wrong, Our mother will be safe this time."

Speaking of the latter, in fact, he couldn't persuade himself to believe these words.

For things like brain cancer, there is a possibility that it cannot be detected in the early stage, and the rate of deterioration is extremely fast, and the chance of being cured...

Compared to his panic, Shen Yan's mood can be considered calm.

It may also be that various emotions were mixed together, and finally there was only numbness left in his heart. He clearly felt that his limbs and bones were in pain, but he still felt a bit of amazing peace amidst this indiscriminate pain.

It's just that his tears are still rolling down his cheeks: "Lu Ye."

He said softly, "She... just walked like this before."

Speaking of this, he seemed to have suddenly grasped a life-saving straw, and looked at Lu Ye as if asking for help: "But we have already done it all over again, we have done it all over again...she will be fine, It's going to be all right...isn't it?"

Lu Ye met his hopeful eyes, his throat was full of bitterness, he paused, and finally nodded.

It will be fine.

His child is so sad, he has been sad for so many years, God finally let him do it again, how could he let him experience this kind of thing again?

Will not.

It's gonna be all right fucking.

When they arrived at the hospital, the two of them had a tacit understanding without even looking at the elevator, and ran directly to the safe passage.

When running, Lu Ye had never felt that the stairs of the hospital were so long and so dark. When he went up to the fourth floor, he looked at the end of the corridor and looked at the doctor standing at the door. He even vaguely understood what was going on. .

There were two other people standing at the door. The young woman sitting on the bench stood up when she saw them, and asked Lu Ye with a frown: "Are you Shen Yan?"

Shen Yan's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Lu Ye, on the other hand, walked over slowly holding the hand of his own child, and asked hoarsely, "Who are you?"

Those two people didn't have time to answer, the doctor next to him asked again: "Which of you is Shen Yan?"

The child's fingers firmly grasped his hand, but the voice of answer was so soft that he was afraid of disturbing someone: "I am."

"Is it Zhao Zhihua's son?"

Shen Yan nodded.

Then he saw the doctor bowed slightly to him, and seemed to sigh lightly: "I'm sorry, we have tried our best... My condolences."

Lu Ye thumped in his heart, subconsciously clenched the child's fingers even tighter.

The woman's eyes turned red in an instant: "It's all my fault. I'm the head teacher of the fourth grade. There are two little bastards fighting in our class. I can't help him. Teacher Zhao is in the next class and came down to help me. It turned out..."

Her tone gradually choked, and she covered her face and began to cry.

Leaning on the middle-aged man who stood last time, he straightened his body: "It's my fault that I didn't have time to deal with it. The two brats fought and pushed Teacher Zhao...and made Teacher Zhao fall down the stairs."

Lu Ye nodded indiscriminately, and lowered his eyes to see his child's reaction, but saw that his eyes were red, but he refused to shed any more tears.

He behaved extremely calmly: "Where's my mother?"

The doctor was used to seeing all kinds of sorrows and joys in front of the operating room, but he still turned his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "In...the morgue below."

"She was sober once in the last time, you..."

Did not have time.

Lu Ye's heart suddenly twitched.

The most painful thing in the world is being sorry and being too late.

The doctor continued: "Just now we tried our best to contact your family members, but your phone numbers couldn't be reached. Then we called...the patient's parents, and they should still be on their way here."

Shen Yan's pupils were empty, and he didn't know whether he was talking to himself or to the people present: "My phone broke."

The doctor couldn't stand this kind of thing, he just forced himself to say slowly: "Medical expenses..."

The middle-aged man said softly: "I have already handed it in. This is the responsibility of our school, and then...the parents of the two students also took the initiative to bear part of it. We have talked about it. The school has discussed it. The responsibility of the school must be..."

Lu Ye lowered his eyes to look at Shen Yan, only to see him nodding his head mechanically, and he didn't know if he listened to these words.

The middle-aged man's eyes were red as he spoke: "Ms. Zhao... She is a very good teacher. I know this kind of situation. It's useless for the school to say anything, but I still want to replace the school... If I can, I will also replace the two students and say sorry to you."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The young female teacher was already crying: "It's all my fault for my incompetence, I'm the one who hurt Teacher Zhao... I'm sorry..."

The cries of men and women are mixed together, which is easily reminiscent of a devil's hand stretching out from the ground, trying to drag people straight into the abyss.

But Shen Yan, who was supposed to cry bitterly, looked at them calmly and almost numbly, as if a piece of glass was forcibly welded between them, dividing the astonishingly cold corridor into two worlds.

He was so calm that Lu Ye felt that he couldn't catch him. Subconsciously, he exerted more force on his hand. It wasn't until the child looked up at him that he slowly let out a breath of foul air, and lightly moved his hand. some.

He reflexively called softly: "Yanyan."

The child looked at him quietly, his eyes were very flat, but they looked like a deep pool in the mountains, so dull that people felt like their hearts were blocked by a ball of wet cotton .

He appeared calm, but his whole body was filled with depression that could not be resolved.

Lu Ye opened his mouth, wanting to comfort him, but he didn't know how to speak, so he closed his mouth again.

The doctor has recovered now, his mood has stabilized a little and he continues to ask: "Are you taking... the patient back now?"

Lu Ye looked at his children and shook his head, then replied in a low voice, "Wait for my grandma and grandpa to come."

The doctor nodded.

He was also busy, so he left after a few words of consolation, but the two teachers were still sitting here waiting for Shen Yan's grandparents to come over.

The two old people started to set off after receiving the call, but when they arrived, they could only see the cold body of their daughter.

Lu Ye and Shen Yan waited for them in the hall on the first floor, watching the two old men staggering over, their cloudy eyes filled with crystal clear tears.

Grandpa is okay, but his eyes are red. When grandma saw Shen Yan, she suddenly broke down. She stepped forward and grabbed Shen Yan's hand, and her old voice hit their eardrums: "Yan Zai...your mother , how did your mother go...why didn't she wait for us?"

Why not wait for them?

Shen Yan looked at the crying old man in front of him and thought dully.

In fact, his mother had waited for them, or... for him.

What would a dying mother think?

When will my son, who was brought back from the cold winter, come to see her?When can I...

Take one last look at her?

She must have been waiting at the door for a long time, as if watching him grow up. After waiting for such a long time, she could only close her eyes unwillingly and alone in the end.

Seeing him in a daze, Lu Ye felt uncomfortable, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and then struggled to carry Zhao Zhihua out of the morgue on the second floor.

When he saw Zhao Zhihua's body, Lu Ye saw his child's body stiffen obviously, and then looked away.

He sighed, and silently took his hand again.

It was said that Ye Luo would return to her roots, so Zhao Zhihua was directly moved back to her hometown in the countryside. The nearest suitable date for burial was three days later, so her funeral had to be delayed for a few days.

Lu Ye was afraid that Shen Yan and the two old men would not be able to cope, so he called Xu Jiao. When Xu Jiao heard about this, he was silent for a moment, and then asked for the location. It seemed that he wanted to find a time to come over.

He kept busy, no matter how the two old people should have noticed him, but probably because they were both immersed in the pain of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man, the two accepted him very calmly.

Although Zhao Shihua is not married, but because she is a good person, many relatives and friends came to see her on the first day. According to the rules here, if a family member dies, the younger generation must keep the spirit, so Shen Yan stood up in the Taoist priest's hoarse voice. Then kowtow to the guests who came to see Zhao Zhihua.

Lu Ye looked distressed, and went to the Taoist priest to ask if he could replace him for a while. The Taoist asked who he was, but he didn't know how to answer. Two old people helped him say that he was also the son of the deceased.

The kid in his family still didn't recover, and he didn't resist when he pulled him up in the past, so he just followed Lu Ye's strength and sat up, very obedient.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-06-1520:34:07~2021-06-1620:47:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Jiang Jing Xiya 2;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Jiang Jing Xiya 3; 7 Meng Zhi 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Shunqi Nature, did you eat candy today; 3 bottles of Junyu; 2 bottles of I want to go to heaven; 1 bottle of the story of the white mobile phone;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!