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Xu Chengzhong has indeed woken up.

He was looking at the door, and soon met Xu Xiaoran's gaze, forcing out a haggard smile.

Xu Xiaoran walked over expressionlessly, and then mocked mercilessly, "It's very ugly, put away that face, I won't do it."

Xu Chengzhong paused, shook his head with a smile, and said in a hoarse voice, "You have definitely inherited this character from me. You are hard-spoken and soft-hearted."

Xu Xiaoran's face suddenly became ugly, and his words became sharp, "Are you soft-hearted? I don't think there are many people in the world who have a harder heart than you! Xu Chengzhong, you are about to die, so I can't wait to stick it on your face How many pieces of gold?”

Her almost hysterical voice, wrapped in so many years of resentment, left a faint echo in the ward.

Xu Chengzhong's expression also faded.

He was indeed much older than Xu Xiaoran remembered. His temples were gray, there were two thick wrinkles between his eyebrows, and his face looked bitter.

As she watched, her whole body trembled slightly from the tension, and she thought viciously, this is his retribution, it's time for him.

But Xu Chengzhong's eyes softened, he sighed slowly and shouted, "Xiaoran..."

"Don't call me that!"

There was no need to hide the hostility in Xu Xiaoran's eyes. He paused and said, "Xiaoran, no matter what I say, thank you for coming to see me this time."

"Hmph." Xu Xiaoran said disdainfully, "How can you still speak human language? I am indeed not as cruel as you. To tell you the truth, your illness is quite serious, but don't worry, I won't be able to cure you at all. Less you.”

Such slanderous words against the enemy made Xu Xiaoran feel the bad breath that he had uttered for so many years.

She wanted to collect some money from her mother's debt.

Just looking at his expression of pain and confusion, she didn't feel as good as she imagined.

Xu Xiaoran pursed her lips tightly and fingered her nails unconsciously.

Xu Chengzhong's eyes trembled, as if he was thinking of the future. No matter how much psychological anticipation has been made, people's state of mind is still different when they actually face death.

But Xu Xiaoran didn't expect that after he was silent, he sighed and said, "I have known about my condition for a long time and had expected it. Xiaoran, I have been sorry for you all these years. In fact, there are some words that I have always thought about when I was in Bincheng. Let me tell you, I just didn’t find the opportunity.”

Looking over at him, Xu Xiaoran suddenly stood up again in excitement, "It goes without saying that you need to apologize. The person you are really sorry for is not me at all."

"No," Xu Chengzhong raised his eyelids, "I'm sorry for you. It's true. This is indeed my retribution. I don't want to ask you to help me cure this disease. If it can't be cured, I don't want to live anymore."

His dry and hoarse throat was rough, and the smile on his face was bleak, uglier than crying, and indescribably painful.

But there was no sadness on his daughter's face.

Xu Chengzhong looked at her, tracing her facial features, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

She has indeed grown up, growing bright and beautiful in the place he neglected, and she is very similar to her mother.

Her mother...

Thinking of that woman, Xu Chengzhong's eyes dimmed again.

His body began to hurt again, and it became more and more severe. His words began to become laborious and intermittent, "... After I left, you buried me as far away as possible, as far away from your mother as possible... and the safe at home. , you know the password... After I leave, you can go there... I..."

In the blink of an eye, his face turned pale, and large beads of sweat fell from his forehead. In front of Xu Xiaoran, he seemed to be still holding on, his expression was so painful that it was almost ferocious.

Xu Xiaoran's eyes were sore and it hurt like a knife. Finally, she couldn't bear it and interrupted, "Shut up if you want to live a few more days!"

She rushed out of the door, hiding the tears in her eyes, and hurriedly ran to call the doctor.

The ward became busy again. She stayed outside the door, breathing unsteadily, holding on to the door frame with a complicated expression. (End of chapter)