365 days of chasing wife: wife, come home with me

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As the son-in-law-to-be, Sheng Shaohua was Bo Hongyi's son-in-law. He stood beside Bo Bing and bowed to those who came to mourn with her.

Many people watched him silently. They wanted to avoid his salute, but they couldn't do it out of politeness, so they could only look at him anxiously.

Most of the people who came to express their condolences were Bo Hongyi's old acquaintances, friends, colleagues, and even a large number of patients who were cured in Bo's Hospital.

"I didn't expect Dean Bo to pass away at such a young age, but he made sacrifices for Rongcheng's medical treatment. This amazing contribution is really admirable."

"Yes, Dean Bo is really a good person, with superb medical skills, and he treats patients without airs, just like his own relatives."

"It's a pity that he just left, Dean Bo, you made us recover, but you paid the price with your life for it."

They all knew that Bo Hongyi died of illness in the drug research institute. When the project was launched, it was approved by Mayor Bai and even published in the newspapers, so many people thought of this.

In order to develop anti-cancer drugs, I worked hard, but the result was sudden death from exhaustion. How can I not be respected and admired?

"Mrs. Bo, please forgive me." The people who came to express their condolences didn't know how to comfort them, so they could only say condolence words politely.

Su Xueyun held the handkerchief and pressed the corners of her eyes, "Thank you all for coming to visit my husband, Hongyi left suddenly, we were not mentally prepared at all."

"Hey, Dean Bo has a poor life. He has been devoting himself to the medical cause, and in the end... a good person should have a long life."

"Mrs. Bo, Miss Bo, I express my sympathy for this and extend my deepest condolences. Please don't feel sad and take care of yourself."

Zhao Cheng'an, the vice president of Bo's Hospital, led the medical staff who came to pay respects, bowed respectfully, and offered incense.

"Miss, my condolences. If the dean is alive in heaven, he definitely doesn't want to see you feel sorry for him. I believe the dean should have no regrets and dedicate his life to the medical cause to benefit the people."

I just attended Bo Bing's wedding yesterday, but today I have to go to the funeral. It's really a trick. God really loves to joke. The wedding and the funeral are linked together, which makes people fall from heaven to hell.

"The vice-principal praised me. My dad is actually not that great. He just did what he was supposed to do well, and he didn't dare to have such noble sentiments."

Liao Wanqiu stepped forward to hold her hand, "Bing'er, don't be too sad, take care of yourself."

Everyone knows the news that Bo Bing is pregnant. Yesterday, she held a wedding that attracted the attention of the world, and she was in love with Sheng Shaohua, but today she has to accept such a cruel thing.

She was really worried that Bing'er would not be able to withstand the blow, her body was already weak, if something went wrong...

"Wanqiu, thank you."

Liao Wanqiu shook her head, she didn't help at all, she could only comfort her verbally, no matter how many words she said, it was useless, and she still couldn't change the fact that Dean Bo passed away.

Su Jinse and Murongjue came a bit late, they came in one after the other, and Su Jinse walked towards Bobing after burning the incense.

She bit her lip, looked at Bo Bing's bleak expression, and suddenly didn't know how to persuade her, her eyes were still guilty.

She clearly knew that Bo Hongyi would pass away on this day, but she didn't mention it to Bo Bing in advance. Firstly, she was worried that she would not believe her and thought she must be lying; secondly, she was powerless to prevent the tragedy from happening, because she knew nothing Not much, all from the news.

"Sister Bing'er, you have to take care of yourself."

Everyone told her to take care of her health, mourn, and not to be overly sad. Bo Bing was numb after hearing so many words like this, so she could only nod politely.

She looked at the people who came to express their condolences, and everyone had sad expressions on their faces. Every time she looked at the portrait of her father, her heart ached.

Sheng Shaohua's entire attention was focused on her, and she hadn't closed her eyes all night. Her eyes were so red and swollen, and her lips were so dry that they were about to split.

Even though she was almost unable to hold on any longer, she didn't say a word, didn't cry out that she was tired, didn't complain, and just stood there sluggishly, like a lifeless statue.

"Bing'er, go inside and rest for a while, we are here."

She shook her head, "No, I'm fine, I want to spend more time with Dad."

She knew that after today, she might never see him again. The father who was kind and kind to her will sleep in the ground forever, quietly, and gradually become a memory in other people's minds.

Seeing her crumbling body, Sheng Shaohua frowned. He didn't know who inherited such a stubborn personality.

He could only wink at Le Xuan and let her help Bing'er go in to rest, at least drink some water to moisten her throat. From last night to now, she has shed the most tears in her life, and her body must be dehydrated.

Le Xuan took a deep breath, "Bing'er, can you go in with me? I'm not feeling well. I know you're sad, but you have to take care of yourself. What if you break your body from crying?"

She dragged the thin ice to the guest room halfway, and poured a glass of warm water for her, "If uncle knows you are so sad, how can he rest in peace? He must really want to see his grandson born..."

"Sister Xuan, I understand what you said. Even for the sake of my child, I will pay attention to my body. And I'm not that delicate. I just want to be with him again."

As soon as she finished speaking, tears fell down again, "Sister Xuan, I'm really sad."

Le Xuan hugged her distressedly, "I know, I also feel bad. You don't know that Grandpa stayed up all night last night, and he kept lamenting that the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, and he was more worried about your body."

Bo Bing cried, "I made Grandpa worry, I'm really sorry."

"What are you talking about? My uncle passed away unexpectedly. We all feel bad. The one who blames himself the most should be Brother Yan. He knew about it first, but he has to hide it and bear it alone."

"Sister Xuan, am I useless? You are all for me. I can't do anything but just accept..."

"You're not allowed to think like this, we all love you very much, and we didn't do this to burden you psychologically, do you understand?"

But it was precisely because of this that Bo Bing felt so uncomfortable. She really felt that she would only accept and not pay. She was the last to know about her father's death.

"Sister Xuan..."

She didn't dare to cry in front of Shaohua, fearing that he would be worried, so she could only endure it silently, and now she finally couldn't help it, tears flooded and fell down.

"Bing'er, are you alright?" Gu Xiuze suddenly came in from the outside, and when he heard her crying, his whole heart twisted.

(End of this chapter)