After the young master died of leukemia, Mr. Lu went crazy

Now more students come to his store to buy things, and more people follow suit.

The weather was too hot in the afternoon, so I closed the shop and went swimming.

He shuttled through the water like a fish, and when he came out of the water, he brushed his hair, and the little girl who was standing by and peeking here blushed.

A young man stood on the shore and said to him, "Sure, handsome guy, look at the little girls over there who are blushing."

Lin Xi smiled, took a sip of water, and said, "I can be your uncle now."

"Can't you? Didn't you see it?" The young man obviously didn't believe it.

Lin Xi shook her head and took her things and left. As soon as she reached the door of the house, she looked at someone standing outside.

When he got closer, it was Lu Ming's mother.

Seeing him coming back, Zhou Yue whispered his name.

Lin Xi opened the door to let people in, and turned on the air conditioner.

He put the poured water in front of her and asked, "Why are you here?"

Holding the cup, Zhou Yue said, "Come and see you, we have only met twice in so many years."

Once when he married Lu Ming, and once when Lu Ming was hospitalized.

Zhou Yue: "Have you been okay these two years?"

"It's fine, Mrs. Lu, I owe you an apology." Lin Xi lowered her eyes and said softly, "If it wasn't for me, maybe nothing happened to him."

Zhou Yue's eyes were red, and her mood was indescribable: "I can't blame you, I can only say it's fate."

Zhou Yue took his hand and said: "Don't have any psychological burden. He did all this voluntarily. He hopes you can live happily."

The wind from Erhai Lake was blowing with heat, recalling what Zhou Yue said when he left.

He couldn't believe that a mother wouldn't hate the man who killed her son.

Lin Xi closed his eyes, and he clearly remembered the look in Zhou Yue's eyes when he looked at him, with grief, regret, pain, distress, all kinds of emotions entangled together.

When Zhou Yue went back, the school had just ended, and a woman with a child in her arms was standing in the store, shopping for her eldest son.

She looked at him lovingly, and reached out to stroke his hair. The parents with the child saw that she liked the child so much, so they let her hug the child in their arms.

Zhou Yue hugged the child, smelling the milky fragrance on the child's body, her calm face collapsed, and she returned the child to her, covering her face and crying. The parent felt a little overwhelmed by the crying, and hurriedly took the child back.

When Lu Ming transferred from City J back to City A, he was already dying.

The critical illness notice was issued one after another, and when Lu Yuanfei signed it, his hands were shaking.

Lying inside was his only son, and this tough guy also had red eyes.

Finally the doctor came out shaking his head.

Zhou Yue cried and passed out.

Li Qingyi called experts from another hospital, and Fang Wenqin kicked the door of the dean's office.

"Hurry up and save him!" Fang Wenqin grabbed the yard by his collar and roared angrily, "If you can't save him, I'll tear down your hospital!"

The dean cried out in agony, and said repeatedly: "He was injured too badly, the heavy object was directly on his body, there was no shelter at all, and he was in shock when he was delivered, and even the god Da Luo couldn't save him!"

"I don't care! Hurry up and save him! I don't listen to this! You have to continue the operation for me before he dies!"

Li Qingyi pulled the madman back, the dean ran away quickly, Fang Wenqin wanted to chase after him, and shouted: "Come back!"

"Don't go crazy anymore, can you!" he said angrily.

"Then what do you say! It's my brother lying inside! He's about to die!" Fang Wenqin pulled his hair and felt decadent all over his body.

Li Qingyi pinched the sore base of his nose, as long as he knew what to do.

Zhou Yue held Lu Ming's scarred hand, crying and calling his name, while Lu Yuanfei looked at his dying son tearfully.

Lu Ming never opened his eyes.

Said two words in an imperceptible voice.

Lynch...

All he thought about was this man.

After saying these two words, the heartbeat on the ECG monitor made a beeping sound, the heartbeat stopped, and the undulating line graph became a straight line.

Doctors and nurses rushed in. The nurse was standing by the bed doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and the doctor injected epinephrine into the infusion tube.

Zhou Yue and the others stood by and looked at them anxiously, as if their hearts were being held by an invisible hand.

After a few minutes, the heartbeat still did not recover, the doctor shook it and asked the nurse to record the time of death.

Zhou Yue grabbed the doctor's clothes emotionally: "You save him! You are not a doctor! It is not your bounden duty to save the dying and heal the wounded! You save him!"

"I'm sorry we tried our best."

"I don't want to be sorry! I want my son to come back to life!" The cry was shrill: "You save him again!"

The doctors and nurses turned their heads away from the poor mother who had lost her son.

Some little nurses quietly wiped their tears.

They also wanted to save him, but how could they beat Death.

Li Qingyi who rushed over only saw Zhou Yue who was crying, and his eyes fixed on the hand that pulled the white cloth to cover Lu Ming's body.

Li Qingyi rushed over and shook Lu Ming: "Lu Ming and Lin Xi are back, he's in Erhai Lake, aren't you going back? Didn't you say you want to stay with him for the rest of your life? What are you doing now! Get up!"

"Lin Xi is still waiting for you, are you willing to leave him here alone? Are you willing!"

Li Qingyi leaned into his ear, talking about his past with Lin Xi over and over again, stimulating his desire to survive over and over again.

——Dididi——

Finally, the heartbeat on the machine started again, sending a message that he had returned from hell to the world.

After sending the person to the emergency room urgently, Zhou Yue slid on the ground covering her mouth and cried.

No one knows how Lu Ming survived, maybe it's because his life should not die somewhere, or maybe it's that person's name.

It's just that the situation has not been optimistic, and he came out of the operating room and went directly to the ICU.

When Fang Wenqin came to see him, he had tubes inserted all over his body, and he fell into a deep sleep and never woke up.

Zhou Yue went to Lin's house, and Ye Wan handed her a USB flash drive: "This is a video of Lin Xi's childhood recorded for Lin Xi when she was still there. I recorded it until he was eight years old. I can't give you the original. I will A copy of the content is in it, so you can take it.”

Zhou Yue bowed gratefully. This was the hope of saving his son, and she bent down willingly.

Ye Wan didn't know what she was doing with this, but on second thought, she might put it in Lu Ming's cemetery.

With a sigh, Zhou Yue looked just like she did back then.

She understands the pain of losing a child better than anyone else, so she is willing to make a copy of the video.

Zhou Yue inserted the USB drive into the computer and played the video on it for the person on the bed to listen to.

There is a baby's voice playing inside, babbling to the back.

Every time he opened it a little bit, Lu Ming's heartbeat would always be a little higher than other times.

She knew he could hear him.

There are many videos recording Lin Xi from a baby to walking to talking, and his first words are grandma.

The child's clear and milky voice didn't stop until he was eight years old.

Playing these on rotation every day, it's something that wakes his son up.