he is his world

Seeing Lu Zhenpeng like this, Lu Xiaofeng felt very uncomfortable.Even though he was sad, Lu Xiaofeng still let himself smile and walked into the ward, he didn't want Lu Zhenpeng to see his frowning face.

"Godfather, how do you feel today?" Lu Xiaofeng walked to the hospital bed with a smile and asked Lu Zhenpeng.

"Xiaofeng, I think I'm in good shape, and I'm very energetic." Lu Zhenpeng pulled himself together and didn't want Lu Xiaofeng to see him haggard.

"Godfather, you can recuperate in peace of mind. My brother and I will figure out the medical expenses."

"Well, Xiaofeng, I know you are a good boy, I am very touched by what you and Mingyang have done for me, but Xiaofeng, if your godfather is gone in the future, you have to take care of yourself!

If you have a bad stomach, remember to eat on time and pay attention to rest. After you go abroad, there is no one to take care of you. You have to learn to take care of yourself. When it is cold, you should pay attention to keeping warm and add an extra layer of clothes.Godfather really wants to see you get married and have children, but..."

As he spoke, Lu Zhenpeng's eye sockets became moist, and he hurriedly raised his hand to wipe his eyes.

"Godfather, what's the matter with you? Why are you saying these things? You will be fine, don't worry, I will make the operation go smoothly, and we will definitely raise the medical expenses. I have a friend, I I can borrow money from her." Lu Xiaofeng swore, holding Lu Zhenpeng's hand.

"I know, I just suddenly thought that if I can't get off the operating table..."

"No godfather! You will be safe and sound, and the operation will go smoothly, I assure you! Now you can rest assured and don't think about anything!"

"Well, I see." Lu Zhenpeng looked at Lu Xiaofeng reluctantly. This might be the last time he looked at him like this. He couldn't drag his son down anymore. He already owed him too much, so he couldn't let him delay for himself. Studying, running around and worrying about medical expenses.

Lu Xiaofeng chatted with Lu Zhenpeng for a while, peeled another orange for him to eat, and then left the hospital.

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng leave the ward, Lu Zhenpeng turned around and opened the drawer to take out the paper and pen. Now he wanted to write a suicide note, writing down everything he wanted to say to Lu Xiaofeng, so that he would have no regrets when he passed away.

After leaving the hospital, Lu Xiaofeng thought of one person, and that was He Shumei, the only rich friend he knew.

Now, if he wanted to collect enough medical expenses, Lu Xiaofeng had no other way, he could only go to He Shumei to borrow money from her, so Lu Xiaofeng stopped a taxi and rushed to He Shumei's residence at lightning speed.

Thirty minutes later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the villa. Lu Xiaofeng opened the door, got out of the car and came to the gate, then raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

The doorbell of "Ding Dong Ding Dong" rang, and after a while Lu Xiaofeng saw the familiar figure, and the nanny Zhang Ma hurried out of the villa and walked towards the gate.

The moment she saw that the person standing at the door was Lu Xiaofeng, Mama Zhang showed a kind smile on her face: "Isn't this Xiaofeng? Why do you have time to be a guest today?" Zhang Ma said and opened the door .

Seeing Mama Zhang's kindly smiling face, a bright smile appeared on Lu Xiaofeng's face: "Long time no see Mama Zhang, how are you?" Lu Xiaofeng said and walked into the yard.

"Okay, my health is very good! Old bones can't die! Hurry up and go in!"

Zhang Ma liked Lu Xiaofeng very much, Zhang Ma was very happy when he came, and the two walked into the villa talking and laughing.

"Mum Zhang, I'm here today to find Sister He, is she there?" Lu Xiaofeng said and sat down on the sofa.

"Xiaofeng, it's a coincidence that you came here. My wife went to France for vacation half a month ago, and she won't be back until a few days later!"

Zhang Ma's words chilled Lu Xiaofeng's heart. How could things be so unfortunate?

"Really? It turns out that Sister He went abroad for vacation. What a coincidence!"

Lu Xiaofeng was extremely disappointed. He had hoped that He Shumei could lend him money, but now he had to wait for a while before performing surgery on Lu Zhenpeng.

"Yes, but my wife will be back in a few days. If you have anything to ask her, you can come back in a few days. Do you have anything urgent?" Zhang Ma asked Lu Xiaofeng with a frown.

"It's okay, then I'll come back in a few days! Since Sister He is not here, I will go back first." Said Lu Xiaofeng got up from the sofa.

"Well, that's good, then you can come back in a few days!"

Zhang Ma sent Lu Xiaofeng to the gate, and after watching Lu Xiaofeng leave, she turned and went back to the villa.

Lu Xiaofeng was very disappointed not to see He Shumei, but fortunately she came back in a few days, so he had to wait a few more days, and Lu Xiaofeng had to return without success.

Hospital……

Not long after Lu Xiaofeng left, Zhuo Mingyang came to the hospital with a fruit basket to visit Lu Zhenpeng.

Hearing footsteps at the door, Lu Zhenpeng hastily stuffed the paper and pen under the pillow.

Zhuo Mingyang's heart was very heavy. He had borrowed all kinds of things for Lu Zhenpeng's medical expenses, but now he only managed to collect 10,000+, and the medical expenses were still far behind.

Walking into the ward, Zhuo Mingyang chatted with Lu Zhenpeng for a while, he casually put the phone on the table, picked up an orange, peeled it and handed it to Lu Zhenpeng.

After comforting Lu Zhenpeng, Zhuo Mingyang left the ward in a hurry because he had something to do in the afternoon, because he left his mobile phone in the ward in a hurry.

After watching Zhuo Mingyang leave, Lu Zhenpeng took out the paper and pen hidden under the pillow and continued to write the suicide note.

The nib of the pen rattled on the paper, and the graceful handwriting jumped out on the paper. Lu Zhenpeng wrote all the words buried in his heart that he could not say to Lu Xiaofeng himself in his suicide note. He wanted to tell Lu Xiaofeng how much he loved him, even though he Father didn't fulfill his responsibility, but if there is an afterlife, he is willing to make good compensation to Lu Xiaofeng.

Putting the written suicide note on the table, Lu Zhenpeng slowly picked up the fruit knife that was on the fruit plate. The cold fruit knife exuded icy terror, but Lu Zhenpeng didn't feel fear at this moment, as long as You can be relieved by scribbling down so lightly. You will no longer have to suffer from the torment of illness, the pain of chemotherapy, and you will never see Lu Xiaofeng and Zhuo Mingyang worrying about their own medical expenses. Burdened.

Lu Zhenpeng closed his eyes in despair, hot tears rolled down from his eye sockets, he pointed the sharp fruit knife in his right hand at his main artery and cut it off without hesitation.

The bright red blood flowed down the wrist immediately, the narrow and long wound on the wrist was so shocking, Lu Zhenpeng's face became paler and paler, the blood flowed happily from his body, Lu Zhenpeng closed his eyes tightly, his There was no pain on his face, but a peaceful one.

Just dying is the best choice, and it will never drag anyone down again.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, the bed sheets were stained red with the bright red blood, and Lu Zhenpeng's life was being lost bit by bit.

Zhuo Mingyang walked to the entrance of the hospital, and when he put his hands in his trouser pockets, he suddenly remembered that his mobile phone had been left in the ward. He turned around and walked upstairs to get his mobile phone.

The moment he opened the door and walked into the ward, Zhuo Mingyang was shocked by the scarlet and terrifying scene in front of him: "Ah! Uncle Lu!"

Zhuo Mingyang never dreamed that he would see Lu Zhenpeng committing suicide by cutting his wrists. Lu Zhenpeng fell into a pool of blood. The bright red blood dripping on the snow-white sheets was so gorgeous. Lu Zhenpeng had lost consciousness and fell into a coma. Pale as a sheet of white paper.

Zhuo Mingyang rushed over with a look of horror: "Uncle Lu! Uncle Lu! Doctor..."

In a panic, he rang the alarm bell on the bedside, and soon the doctors and nurses rushed to the ward to treat Lu Zhenpeng.

Fortunately, it was discovered in time. The doctor bandaged Lu Zhenpeng's wound to stop the bleeding, and gave him a lot of blood transfusion. Lu Zhenpeng finally saved his life.

When the doctor was treating Lu Zhenpeng, Zhuo Mingyang found the suicide note on the table, and he picked up the suicide note with trembling hands. This suicide note contained a lot of Lu Zhenpeng's inner thoughts, mainly for Lu Xiaofeng. Looking at this suicide note, Zhuo Mingyang's heart clenched tightly.

This incident made Zhuo Mingyang realize that it might be a good thing to tell Lu Xiaofeng the truth and let him know that Lu Zhenpeng is his biological father. This will give Lu Zhenpeng a reason to live, strengthen his awareness of survival, and his biological son. Getting to know each other is Lu Zhenpeng's greatest wish.

The doctor left the ward, Lu Zhenpeng hadn't woken up yet, but there was nothing serious about it, Zhuo Mingyang could finally let go of his hanging heart, he turned around and walked out of the ward with the suicide note, and called Lu Xiaofeng.

After a burst of rapid cell phone ringing, Lu Xiaofeng's familiar voice rang through the phone.

"Hey, brother."

"Xiaofeng, do you have time to come to the hospital now?"

"Brother, what happened? Did the godfather's condition worsen?" Lu Xiaofeng suddenly became nervous and asked in a hurried tone.

"No, I have something to do with you, come to the hospital! I'll wait for you!"

"Well, I'll be right here."

"See you then."

"Bye-Bye."

Putting down his phone, Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly got out of bed and walked out of the dormitory, then took a taxi to the hospital.

The car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly opened the door, got out of the car and hurried into the hospital.

When he walked to the door of Lu Zhenpeng's ward, Lu Xiaofeng saw Zhuo Mingyang who was standing at the door waiting for him.

"elder brother!"

Hearing the sound, Zhuo Mingyang raised his head and saw Lu Xiaofeng walking over: "Xiaofeng, you are here."

"Brother, did you ask me for something? Is it related to your godfather?" Lu Xiaofeng looked at Zhuo Mingyang blankly and asked.