Rebirth of the Three Kingdoms: Da Qiao doesn't want to be a widow anymore

When Sun Quan accompanied Qiao Wei back to Qiao's house, the lights in Qiao Wei's house were brightly lit, but Qiao's father, who was lying on the bed, looked gloomy and could only breathe a sigh of relief. Doctor Mao was afraid of hurting himself, so he came to talk to Qiao Wei. explain.

"The master of the Qiao family is already weak, and he even refuses to take the medicine prescribed today..." Dr. Mao carefully raised his head to look at Qiao Wei's face, feeling even more trembling in his heart.

Dr. Mao also found it particularly difficult to encounter such an uncooperative patient, not to mention that he was Mrs. Qiao's father. Speaking of which, if he couldn't be cured, he would have to suffer in the end.

Qiao Wei also knew that Dr. Mao was in trouble, but now she really didn't have the heart to care about how true or false Dr. Mao's words were.

Qiao Wei looked at his face that was even more dejected than the previous few days, and he already had a premonition in his heart.

Although he knew that there was a fate between life and death, Qiao Wei couldn't help but feel a little touched when he saw his biological father lying on the hospital bed with his body and letting his life drain away little by little.

"Just tell me, can Father be saved?"

Dr. Mao's answer was naturally to shake his head, but he didn't want to irritate the patient's family on this occasion, lest he do anything exciting and it would be difficult for him to end it.

He thought carefully and said tactfully, "I can no longer take this medicine."

It means there is no hope.

Qiao Wei gently grabbed Father Qiao's hand and said, "Father, I am Da Qiao."

Qiao Rong also grabbed Father Qiao's other hand, silently put it on her face and cried.

Father Qiao has never been in good health since he came to Wu County. At first, he only said that he needed to rest in the winter. He seemed to be in good spirits. He was not feeling well and did not want to tell others.

When the symptoms became serious, I went to see a doctor. When I got a little better, I refused to take any more medicine and always took care of myself intermittently.

When Qiao Rong discovered that Qiao's father's condition was already in bad condition, Qiao's father was afraid that his two daughters would be worried, so he did not allow Dr. Mao to tell the truth and only comforted the two children in a perfunctory way.

When the cold weather of spring hits, all the minor ailments that were originally hidden come out together, making them appear so menacing.

Qiao Rong came to his home every two days to stay with Qiao Xuan. He drank the medicine he needed, but it didn't work. Only later did he notice something was wrong. When Qiao Rong was around, Qiao's father would also drink medicine obediently.

But when Qiao Rong was not around, she poured all the medicine into the soil beside the bed where the flowers and plants were being maintained.

Qiao Rong knew that Qiao's father was already determined to die.

Father Qiao's breath was intermittent, like a gossamer pulling him.

In front of the bed, Mother Qiao sat sobbing and wiping away tears, while Qiao Rui stood by and shouted, "Father, father, father."

Qiao Wei felt bored after hearing this, and turned back to look at Qiao Rui coldly, "Brother, it's too early to cry. Father still has a breath left!"

Qiao Rui was taking a breath to cry louder, but was choked by Qiao Wei's words. The breath reached his throat, neither up nor down, and he was forced to cough.

Seeing that Qiao Wei didn't give Qiao Rui face, Qiao's mother was also a little unhappy, "Your brother is filial, but he feels uncomfortable seeing your father in such decline. Is it possible that he is still wrong in your eyes?" "

Qiao Wei didn't see at all how uncomfortable Qiao Rui was.

"He feels really uncomfortable." Qiao Wei watched Qiao Rui pretending to take out the handkerchief from his sleeve. The smell of ginger on it could be smelled even five steps away.

Qiao Wei didn't want to say anything more to Mother Qiao and the others.

Facing Father Qiao, I feel more guilty now. Mother Qiao and Qiao Rui tried to take advantage of and scheme against her, but Father Qiao didn't. She was cold towards Mother Qiao at first, so she didn't want to go home to see her father who was sick, always thinking it was Mother Qiao. He wanted to trick her into going back so as to put pressure on her.

She also didn't expect that a healthy person like Father Qiao could fall ill easily.

When Qiao Wei thought about his indifference, he wanted to slap himself twice.

Sun Quan really got it right when his son wanted to support him but refused to marry him.

Thinking of Qiao's father's kindness and severity in the past, Qiao Wei really regretted it and couldn't help but shed tears on her hands.

A pair of dry hands slowly raised, broke away from Qiao Wei's grasp, and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Why are you crying."

Qiao Wei bit her lip, "Father."

"It's not bad for your father to live to this age. I dreamed about your brother last night."

Qiao Wei knew that in fact, Qiao's father had always missed her biological brother in his heart, but he never said it. Firstly, he was afraid that Qiao's mother and Xiao Qiao would be sad. Secondly, this man who was not good at expressing himself was really ashamed to express himself. My thoughts are expressed in my mouth.

But even when a person is about to die, his words are kind. A drop of turbid tears fell from the corners of Father Qiao's blue eyes.

"Your brother stood there and said that it was not easy for him to see you and Xiao Qiao there. He was so distressed that he even cried. You know, your brother rarely cries."

Qiao Wei nodded with tears in his eyes.

Qiao Chen was a tough guy. Even before he left, he was tortured by illness to the point of death, but he never shed a tear. He just murmured that he was worried about his parents and sister. He is a most pure and filial person.

"He blamed me just now, saying that I didn't take good care of you two sisters." Father Qiao's voice was hoarse, but very clear. He looked at Mother Qiao and stretched out his hand towards her.

When Mother Qiao heard Father Qiao mentioning her biological son Qiao Chen, she felt sad for a moment and reached out to hold Father Qiao's hand tightly.

Father Qiao said to Mother Qiao, "Let's go back to Wan County. Chen'er told me that he missed us. He was left alone in Wan County with no one to talk to him. It was very difficult for him.

We, we have to go back. "

Father Qiao held Mother Qiao's hand tightly, "Is it okay? Grandma Chen'er?"

This title has not appeared for many years. Ever since Qiao Chen passed away, Father Qiao has never called Mother Qiao like this.

They seemed to be back to how they were when the family was reunited and happy.

Mother Qiao nodded with tears in her eyes, "Okay, okay, okay, let's go home and stay with Chen'er."

Father Qiao breathed a sigh of relief when he got the answer he wanted, and lay on the bed breathing heavily, "Okay, okay, okay, let's go home!"

He kept repeating these words in his mouth, each sentence became more urgent and lower than the other, and after exhaling his last breath, there was no more movement.

Doctor Mao hurriedly stepped forward to check his breathing, then pressed his neck to try, turned around and shook his head at Qiao Wei.

Even though Qiao Wei was well prepared, he still couldn't resist feeling sad.

Mother Qiao couldn't hold it any longer and knelt down in front of Father Qiao's bed and burst into tears. Qiao Wei and Qiao Rong followed closely and knelt beside her, weeping. Only Qiao Rui knelt before Mother Qiao with a livid face. Behind him, he howled loudly, then covered his face with a veil and shed tears.