Every day I am woken up by the handsome lady's vest

Chapter 499
Mrs. Hu's life has come to an end.

Anyone can see this.

Hu Qing was holding back his grief, waiting for Mrs. Hu and Mu Zhanchen to say a few words.

Only then stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Mom, I have already called my eldest brother and sister-in-law to come back. They will be here soon, you must wait."

Hu Qingyang had already missed his father's death.

If you miss your mother's death, you will be ashamed and hated for the rest of your life.

The mother has worked hard all her life, and before the sick bed, the children must see each other for the last time.

Mrs. Hu turned her eyes away from Mu Zhanchen and glanced at Hu Qingzheng.

She didn't have the strength to speak anymore, her eyelids were heavy.

Hearing his words, he just nodded his head slightly, closed his eyes, and tried his best to breathe steadily.

Looking at the slightly heaving chest of the old lady, the group of people didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"Xin'er, you stay in the ward to watch grandma's situation. I'll take Zhan Chen and the others out to talk. We're right at the door. If anything goes wrong, call us."

Too many people in the ward is not good.

Seeing that Mrs. Hu closed her eyes, her expression gradually became serene.

It's just that the brows are still wrinkled together, as if trying to fight against the discomfort in the body.

Hu Qingzheng felt a pain in his heart, and looked at Hu Xiner.

Hu Xiner nodded silently.

He walked back to the previous position and sat down, took a cotton swab and dipped it in water, carefully took off the oxygen mask, and wiped the old lady's dry lips very gently.

After wiping, put on the oxygen mask again.

"Let's go."

Seeing how dedicated she was in taking care of her, Hu Qingzheng turned his head and looked at Mu Zhanchen and Caring.

Knowing that he had something to say, Mu Zhanchen nodded slightly, and followed him out of the ward.

Carefully closing the door, Hu Qingzheng pointed to a bench not far away, motioning to sit there.

Then he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, smoked one and put it in his mouth, without lighting it, and just held it like that.

Smoking is not allowed in the hospital.

But now he feels bad, and the smell of cigarettes can make him feel better.

This posture also made him more or less stable.

"The second uncle came to me because he had something to talk about."

Seeing that he just took two puffs of an unlit cigarette, he didn't speak for a long time.

Mu Zhanchen took the initiative to speak.

His voice is low and his eyes are thin and cold.

Hearing his address, Hu Qingzheng stopped smoking and turned to look at him in surprise.

Before, he thought that Mu Zhanchen called his mother grandma to reassure the old man.

After all, the old man's death is approaching, but anyone who is not extremely cold will not bear the heart of the old man passing away with regret.

What's more, they have been in contact with each other for so many months.

There should be some emotion too.

It's just that he didn't expect that he was willing to call himself uncle.

Seeing that Mu Zhanchen closed his eyes slightly, his eyebrows sank.

Hu Qingzheng just recovered from this abrupt address, heaved a sigh of relief, and his expression seemed much softer, "It's good if you are willing to call me second uncle. Even if your grandma is gone in the future, we are still a family, don't stop got in touch."

"I try my best."

Mu Zhanchen frowned slightly, and responded in a low voice.

It's just that there are more relatives in the imperial capital.

It is not difficult for him to walk around with concern during the holidays.

Hu family...

The sincerity in dealing with others does not match their status.

It seems very rare.

After hearing this, Hu Qingzheng finally had a faint smile on his face.

"Your grandma left a message before, leaving some things at home for you. You and Guan girl have time these few days, go back and get the things."

Those were originally intended for my sister.

It's just that my younger sister was not lucky. She was abducted when she was a child, and was killed at a young age.

Now, giving my sister's child is a matter of course.

Originally, it was most appropriate to give it to Mu Zhanchen and Caring on the day of their engagement.

But there are more than one things, so it's not very appropriate to record them on the gift list.

I originally planned to wait until the engagement ceremony was over, so I called them home and gave them away.

Hu Xin'er's affairs were distracted, and Mu Zhanchen was too busy and had no time afterwards.

Just let it go for now.

"it is good."

Mu Zhanchen didn't shirk, and agreed.

The smile on Hu Qingzheng's face grew stronger.

This evidence shows that he does not regard them as outsiders.

I really want to recognize this relative.

It's just that the smile on his face didn't last long, thinking of his mother who was suffering from illness in the ward.

And slowly disappeared.

It turned into a sad expression.

"I have a pill that can relieve pain. It is equivalent to painkillers and a little better than painkillers. It just doesn't help the condition. Do you want to give some to grandma?"

Seeing that Hu Qingzheng was in a bad mood, he spoke lightly with concern.

Hu Qingzheng looked over and thought for a while, "I saw your grandma taking a kind of water pill before, and you gave it to me, right?"

Although it was a question, but judging by the expression, it seemed certain.

Originally, he had long been prepared for his mother's death, and he only wanted to make her regret less in his lifetime.

As a result, my mother's spirit improved a lot, and she survived for another month.

It was time for Mu Zhanchen and Caring to get engaged.

He could see that day that his mother was really happy.

He had seen his mother take a kind of water pill, and asked her where it came from, but she just smiled and didn't say anything.

At this time, when he heard the mention of concern, he felt blessed, and suddenly remembered the water pill.

There's nothing to hide about this, she nodded with concern and said, "That's sugar-coated pure dew with a high concentration to strengthen the body and improve resistance. I'll get a bottle for my uncle later."

"Aromatherapy? That's right, I heard from my mother that your grandfather did this, right? If it weren't for your grandfather, Zhan Chen's mother might not have been able to keep it."

Hu Qing was stunned.

I often hear my mother talk about these things.

Caring and smiling.

In my memory, my grandfather was such a good person.

The company went bankrupt and grandpa was hospitalized, as if it happened overnight.

In fact, an open-minded person like Grandpa shouldn't die of anger because of bankruptcy.

His eyes narrowed.

Caring became more and more suspicious of whether Grandpa's death had something to do with the imperial capital or Wen Pinghui.

Wen Pinghui said that his grandfather's death was because he was short-tempered, and he died of anger after the company went bankrupt.

This, she does not believe.

She asked grandma.

Grandma only said that grandpa had a sudden illness, and the diagnosis given by the hospital was cerebral hemorrhage.

It seems that there is no abnormality.

But, I don't believe it.

Because before that, my grandfather was very healthy and never had any cardiovascular and cerebrovascular problems.

"Your pill, no side effects, right? I mean, the one that gave your grandma pain relief."

Hu Qingzheng looked at Caring and asked.

Caring shook his head, "No, it's just temporarily paralyzing the pain nerve."

Narcotics and painkillers, the most feared thing is the patient's dependence on drugs.

And can't really feel the corresponding pain, can't make accurate medical judgment.

But with Mrs. Hu like this, it is obvious that the fuel is exhausted, and she can almost directly issue a death notice.

Why suffer this kind of crime again?
(End of this chapter)