"They can't live without their father, and I can't live without you."
Nian lie, wake up. Wake up.
“……”
She held his hand and rested her forehead on the back of his hand, crying on the bed.
On the hospital bed, the man's eyebrows were clear, and his eyes were closed.
Only the beeping of the instrument and the cries of heartache intertwined.
Hurrying people, tears falling.
*
Ning Qing had stayed in the ward for more than half an hour. When she came out, her eyes were red and swollen.
Mo Han and Lu Zhui stood at the door. When they looked at her, their expressions were serious.
"Young Madam."
"Mommy, Yingluo."
Ning Qing lowered her eyes and looked at Mo Han. I'm fine.
Mo Han didn't say a word because he didn't think ning Qing was a good person.
Lu Zhui was a little cautious. young Madam, I think it's better to keep this kind of information a secret from the family. That's why I only sent people to inform a few close relatives.
