In the lounge. 1 a.m.
"Mom and Dad, my sister should be fine. But Dr. Gu wanted to lie to Chengdong that she was dead. Jiale didn't want my sister to suffer anymore. I went in just now and my sister was seriously injured. She hasn't passed the critical period yet. Her whole face was cut by glass fragments. Jiale said that she might suffer severe amnesia or be in a coma for a long time." Mi Qiang said.
"But if you lie to Chengdong that Michelle is dead, he will really die." Mr. Chen answered.
"What about my sister? Hasn't she suffered enough!?" Mi Qiang asked angrily.
Mr. and Mrs. Chen were silent.
Outside the operating room. 2 a.m.
Mr. and Mrs. Song saw Scott and Jiale pushing Michelle out.
"Jiale, Michelle? Is she really dead?!" Mrs. Song asked crying.
"Yes!! Mi Qiang and Mr. and Mrs. Chen went to get the death certificate, so they left first. Please take your son back to Korea. Don't come back to Hong Kong or Singapore anymore." Jiale answered.
Mrs. Song went back to Chengdong's ward.
Jiale went to the lounge to find Mr. and Mrs. Chen and Mi Qiang.
In the lounge. Three o'clock in the morning.
"Jiale, how is my daughter?!" Mr. Chen asked anxiously.
"Her condition is relatively stable. Uncle Chen, Aunt Chen, do you suggest that I take Michelle to Japan for plastic surgery?" Jiale asked.
"Is Xiaoxue's face really that serious?" Mrs. Chen asked back.
"If Chengdong hadn't been in the terminal stage, I would have wanted to beat him to death!" Mi Qiang answered angrily.
"Let Jiale take Xiaoxue to Japan for plastic surgery. But it will become another person?" Mr. Chen asked.
"It's very likely. Because she was cut very badly. I have another request." Jiale answered.
Jiale showed them the photo he and Michelle took a few months ago.
"When did you take wedding photos with my daughter?!" Mrs. Chen asked in surprise.
"This is just an advertisement. To be honest, I like Michelle too. If she really has amnesia, I want to take this opportunity to lie to her that I am her husband and let her start a new life." Jiale answered.
"But, isn't this unfair to you?" Mi Qiang asked.
"I don't want her to remember song Chengdong anymore. I can't bear to see her sad again." Jiale answered.
"Okay then. We also hope Michelle can be happy." Mr. Chen said.
"Don't worry, If one day she regains her memory, I will hold another grand wedding to make it up to Michelle." Jiale answered.
"Thank you, Dr. Koo." Mrs. Chen said.
"Mi Qiang, if Michelle and I leave Hong Kong, please help me look after Chengdong. I am afraid he will be upset. If necessary, tell him that Michelle has lost her memory and left Hong Kong. Give him hope to live." Jiale answered.
"When do you think my daughter will wake up?" Mr. Chen asked.
"I don't know yet. But I will help Michelle transfer to another hospital. If she wakes up, I will arrange for her to go to Japan immediately." Jiale answered.
"Dr. Koo, thank you very much for helping our Xiaoxue." Mr. Chen said.
"Uncle and aunt, you can just call me Jiale. I'll go to see Michelle first. It's raining. Mi Qiang, Chengdong will help you take care of you, thank you." Jia Le replied.
In Chengdong's ward. 8 o'clock in the morning.
Mi Qiang opened the door. Mr. and Mrs. Song saw Mi Qiang...
"Mi Qiang, how is your sister?" Mr. Song asked.
"We have arranged her funeral." Mi Qiang replied.
"Can Chengdong see her for the last time?" Mrs. Song asked.
Mi Qiang was silent for a while.
"I'll go and see." Mi Qiang replied.
Mi Qiang walked to Jia Le's office. He knocked on the door of Jia Le's office.
"Come in." Jia Le said.
In Jia Le's office.
"Sorry, I disturbed your rest." Mi Qiang said.
"Nothing, I just rested too." Jia Le replied.
"Can Chengdong see Mi Xue for the last time? Let them really see that she is dead. The Song couple don't seem to believe that my sister is dead." Mi Qiang asked.
"No problem, I will arrange it." Jia Le replied.
"Then you can rest. I will go out first." Mi Qiang said.
When Mi Qiang was about to go out, a call bell rang from Chengdong's ward. Jia Le and Mi Qiang hurried over.
In Chengdong's ward. 8:30 in the morning.
Chengdong fell to the ground. He climbed up the wheelchair with all his strength. The Song couple was not there, they went to have breakfast.
"I...I want to see Xiao Xue! I don't believe she is dead! Impossible!" Chengdong cried.
"Chengdong, calm down! My sister is dead!" Mi Qiang replied.
Chengdong crawled to Jia Le's feet, he pushed him hard Kowtow...
"Jia Le, Jia Le, I beg you, I want to see Michelle! I want to see my wife!" Cheng Dong banged his head on the ground excitedly.
"Cheng Dong, calm down. Don't be like this." Jia Le said.
"I beg you!" Cheng Dong replied crying.
Cheng Dong kowtowed until his head bled and he fainted.
Half an hour later, the Song couple came back to the ward.
"What happened to our son?! Why is his head bleeding?!" Mrs. Song asked anxiously.
"He insisted on seeing Michelle." Mi Qiang replied.
"Jia Le, he is your good friend. Just help him." Mrs. Song said.
Jia Le was silent and couldn't speak.
"Auntie, it's not that we don't want to show Cheng Dong Michelle, but my sister's face is really..." Mi Qiang cried replied.
"The glass fragments were cut very badly. I'm afraid Chengdong will collapse and can't stand it. Even I can't stand myself." Jiale said sadly.
"But we still have to let him see Michelle for the last time. After all, he is Michelle's husband. Seeing him will make him give up." Mrs. Song replied.
"I will arrange for him to go to the morgue in the afternoon to see Michelle for the last time. Uncle Song, Mi Qiang, you go with me. I'm afraid he will get excited. I will ask Scott to go with me and give Chengdong a sedative if necessary." Jiale said.
4 o'clock in the afternoon.
Mr. Song pushed Chengdong to the morgue to see Michelle.
In the morgue.
"Do you really want Chengdong to see Michelle? It's okay that she is unconscious, but can he bear her like this?" Scott asked.
"If Chengdong doesn't see her for the last time, he will die even more. Mrs. Song said that he has been refusing to eat." Jiale answered.
Mi Qiang accompanied Mr. Song and Chengdong into the autopsy room.
"Chengdong, calm down. We will open it for you to see." Mi Qiang said.
When Jiale opened the quilt, Mr. Song was shocked and stunned. Chengdong fell from the wheelchair, and Michelle crawled over to see the ring on her finger...
"Michelle...Michelle, my...my wife! I hurt you! Why did you push me out of the car! I don't deserve you to do that! I only have six months to live! Why did you save me!?" Chengdong cried and held Michelle's hand and asked.
Jiale was furious pushing Chengdong to the ground...
"Song Chengdong! Did you see that!? Open your eyes! See how you killed your wife?! If you want to die, just die by yourself! Why did you drag her to die with you!" Jiale asked back crying.
Chengdong hugged his head and cried.
At this time, he coughed very hard. A lot of blood came out of his cough. Just then, Chengdong saw a knife next to Michelle. He crawled over and took the knife. He cut his wrist fiercely. Mi Qiang and Scott held him back.
"Enough! Don't talk about it anymore." Mi qiang said loudly.
"You...you don't care about me. Michelle...Michelle, I...I will go with you." Chengdong answered with difficulty and then fainted.
Scott immediately pushed Chengdong into the operating room.
-End-