The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 118 Dying Will ([-])

Hey, what a pity, so rich and powerful, but he couldn't save his life.

Shaozhe couldn't accept the news, and shook his head madly, "Impossible, you must have made a wrong diagnosis, my mother is fine, she just fell down, she won't die, she will live a long life..."

Heart whimpering, how can something happen?

He would rather she scold him and scold him alive than die.

The doctor looked at him with pity, very sympathetic, "Mrs. Han is seriously injured, go and see her for the last time."

I have long been used to seeing life and death, life is like this, there is life and death.

No matter how powerful a person is, in the end there is still a pile of loess, a tomb.

Shaozhe's eye sockets were flushed, he couldn't breathe because of the heartache, how could this happen?How can a living person die?

He was so emotional that he couldn't restrain himself, "No, doctor, please, please save my mother, she is still young, she can't die..."

The doctor lowered his head in great pain, "We really did our best, Mr. Han, I'm sorry."

Hey, the best medical skills can't bring a person back to life.

They are doctors, not gods of life and death.

Shaozhe's face was full of despair, and his heart was ashamed, "I don't believe it, I'm looking for the best doctor in the world, I..."

Danqing covered her mouth, tears pouring down like springs, and she could still feel the despair and pain in her bones even though she was far away.

She really didn't expect it to become like this?

Linda frowned slightly, and slowly raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a trace of a relieved smile.

dying?Hahaha!
Although the doctor couldn't bear it, he still reminded him softly, "Mr. Han, hurry to the end, there is not much time left."

Shaozhe's body shook, like waking up from a dream, he couldn't wait to rush in.

Qi Yingying followed immediately, and Danqing trotted to follow.

Shaozhe rushed over, held Mrs. Han's hand tightly, and shouted, holding back tears, "Mom."

The glamorous mother, who always loved to dress up beautifully, now had disheveled hair, blood stains on her face, a haggard look, and weakly closed eyes, as if she had lost her breath.

His heart tightened, his voice suddenly raised, panicked, "Mom, wake up."

Mrs. Han was dying, she opened her eyes with difficulty, and when she saw her son, her spirit was shaken, and her face showed hope.

"Azhe, mom doesn't want to die...I want to live, help me."

She is not yet 50 years old, she has not lived enough, she is still young, she still wants to live a good life, wants to travel around the world, wants to watch her son get married and have children...

She still has a lot of unfulfilled wishes, how can she die?

Shaozhe's heart was pierced like a knife, and he was in pain, "Mom, you will not die, absolutely not,"

My heart was filled with a sense of powerlessness, no matter how much money I had, it still couldn't save the lives of my loved ones.

Desperate tears finally couldn't help but slid down her cheeks and landed on the back of her hand. With a trembling of her hand, the light in her eyes gradually went out.

Yingying came over and comforted her with tears in her eyes, "Auntie, don't worry, Shaozhe will find a way, you won't die..."

Mrs. Han shook her head weakly, and looked at her tearful son, "Azhe, my son, I'm sorry, I didn't treat you well, kept you in the cold, and didn't take good care of you..."

It was only when she was about to leave that she realized how reluctant she was and how much she loved this child. He was her greatest pride and greatest achievement in her life.

But she didn't treat him well, she did many things wrong, and it was too late to regret.

(End of this chapter)