Meeting my ex-husband again, warm to the bone

Chapter 119
Wouldn't this all have been different if she had been nice to her earlier?

"When I heard the news that Qingli had a dispute with him, I fainted unexpectedly.

That feeling of suffocation made me extremely terrified, for fear that if I close my eyes, the darkness in front of me will be the end of my life.

The ward was surrounded by cold white walls, and the sound of various instruments running frightened me. My eyes kept recalling the scene of my father's hospitalization before his death.

What awaits him eventually is death.What awaits me is also death.

I'm afraid to stay in such a cold and unpopular place.My life would be greatly shortened by an overwhelming fear within me.

so i have to come back. "

"Qing Huan is leaving. I want to desperately try to keep her, but I can't.

I knew I couldn't wait for Qinghuan's child to be born.I hear my life go by little by little.

If that day comes, I hope the process is quick and painless.

Stretching out, hanging on my breath, unconsciously existing, such a situation, thinking about it, is so unbearable for me.

Human greed is a terrible thing.Originally, I just wanted to live a good life with my two daughters for a period of time before the end of my life.

Can have a good memory worth remembering.

At this moment, I hope that hell and heaven are real.Even in the cold hell, I can rely on this beauty to warm myself.

If you are lucky enough to go to heaven, you will use all your strength to protect the people you care about... including him. "

This is Fu Huiya's last diary entry.

Lu Qinghuan shared the diary and couldn't help crying.As long as she is more careful, she will be able to find out that everything about Fu Huiya is different early on.

But what did she do?He is greedy for food and play, and sleepy. There is a small life in his stomach, but he still looks like a child who can't grow up.

Fu Huiya's every frown and smile is still vivid in my memory.

Fu Huiya was busy back and forth in the kitchen with a cane on her back, with a joyful smile on her face.

Looking back now, Lu Qinghuan actually remembered the way she frowned, with a trace of pain on her face.

Ridiculously, she remembers her equally ridiculous reaction.She thought that Fu Huiya's foot injury was involved, so she showed a painful expression.

Not at all.Fu Huiya's heart ached.

When Jian Yang opened the door and came in, Lu Qinghuan was holding the pile of things and crying loudly.

Jian Yang was shocked, and quickly ran over and squatted down, grabbed Qing Huan's arm, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong? Huanhuan? What's wrong with you? Is it a stomachache?"

Jian Yang held Qing Huan's arm, looked Qing Huan roughly up and down, but found no signs of bleeding or injury.

Qing Huan shook her head, burst into tears, put her arms around Jian Yang's neck, cried and repeated Jian Yang's name, "Jian Yang, Jian Yang!"

Jian Yang hugged Lu Qinghuan back, patted her on the back, and comforted her: "Don't cry, don't cry, Huanhuan, be good, don't cry! Tell me what happened?"

Lu Qinghuan lay on Jian Yang's shoulder, cried and poked Jian Yang with something in his hand.

Jian Yang put one arm around Lu Qinghuan, held her in his arms, and flipped through the photos, medical records and Fu Huiya's diary.

When Lu Qinghuan stopped crying, Jian Yang had roughly finished browsing all the things.

Jian Yang was a little shocked, Fu Huiya lay unconscious on the hospital bed, without any consciousness.And her attitude towards death turned out to be like this.

Said that she was afraid of death, but she said that she hoped that she could get a happy relief.

Said she is frank, the lines in this diary reveal nostalgia and reluctance for relatives.

Jian Yang patted Qing Huan on the back, and asked cautiously: "What do you think, about the abandonment of treatment that our mother said..."

Qing Huan pursed her lips, gently pushed Jian Yang away, sat on the carpet, straightened her legs, and leaned back on the edge of the bed.

After a long silence, Lu Qinghuan said: "I don't want my mother to just leave like this. I haven't been with her well yet..."

Jian Yang said softly: "Before I came back, I went to see a doctor, and it's not like Sister Qingli said, our mother is still alive and can wake up."

Qing Huan frowned, with the corners of her lips curled down, almost crying, "What did the doctor say?"

"Brain death, brain waves disappear, do you know what this means? Clinical death criteria, in first aid, doctors can judge this situation as death and give up treatment."

Qing Huan's tears fell again, Jian Yang reached out and wiped the tears on her face lightly, "It's been almost 20 days. She just stayed on the hospital bed like that, lying unconscious For 20 days, our mother must be very uncomfortable, but if there is any hope, we should insist on treatment. But, is everything we are doing now really what our mother hopes? If she is conscious and able to know all this, she will Won't it be painful?"

Qing Huan didn't answer, and quietly wiped away her tears.Jian Yang leaned over and sat next to Qing Huan, holding Qing Huan's hand.

Qing Huan should know more about Fu Huiya than him.

After all, she is Qing Huan's biological mother, so he can only point to the end, and he can't say too much, too much wrong.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiu'er came upstairs to ask the two of them to eat, but in Fu Huiya's room she saw them sitting side by side on the floor heater in front of the bed.

Fortunately, the floor was warm. Although the heating was weaker at this time, it was still warm.Sitting on the carpet, Lu Qinghuan won't feel cold.

A few sheets of thin A4 paper were lightly placed in front of Lu Qingli's eyes. On them were the graceful handwriting of her mother Fu Wenhui, but she couldn't believe every single word written on them.

Lu Jinghao looked at Qing Huan who looked haggard, then looked at Lu Qingli who was stunned, heaved a long sigh, and said, "Since this is what she meant, as children, you should just respect her. At the end of life, why should we suffer all these things again?"

Lu Jinghao's eyes wandered over the instruments on Fu Wenhui's body, and he didn't understand why he had to rely on these cold machines to maintain his originally fresh life.

"Dad, but..." Qing Huan burst into tears, her throat choked up and she lost her voice.Qingli was worried that her body would not be able to bear it, so he signaled Jianyang with his eyes to take her out.

The ward was so quiet, Lu Qingli looked at Fu Wenhui's gloomy face, tears welled up in his eyes unconsciously.For many days, she was exhausted physically and mentally for her mother's affairs, but even so, she was unwilling to lose her mother.How long has it been since they met again, and there was such a long period of time when they had no intersection.

Lu Qingli was afraid, because she knew that if she let go easily this time, her farewell to Fu Wenhui would be life after life.

"Are you so cruel?" Lu Qingli said leisurely.Mu Wenshu beside him was worried that she would have an argument with Lu Jinghao, so he gently squeezed her hand.But her palm is so cold, like a child who has lost hope, far away in the cold wind.

"Go out and be quiet too." Seeing Lu Qingli's uncontrollable emotions, Lu Jinghao turned his head away and did not argue with her.

Mu Wenshu couldn't bear to see the atmosphere become so awkward, so he hugged her slender waist and led her out of the ward.

"Would you like to go for a walk in the garden downstairs?" Mu Wenshu carefully tested Lu Qingli's meaning.

"En." Lu Qingli nodded. She wished that the thoughts circling in her mind could stop and let her enjoy a moment of peace. However, complex emotions and longings were all entangled in her, making her eyes always have Tears.

At this time, Mu Wenshu was already uneasy and opened his mouth. He knew that Lu Qingli was like a piece of fragile glass, which might be broken at any time.He couldn't bear to see her like this, and he didn't want to let everything get out of hand.

"Are you hungry? I'll buy it for you." Holding Lu Qingli's hand, Mu Wenshu asked gently.

"Wen Shu, I've thought about it seriously. No matter what my mother's will says, I can't give up. Although the possibility of a miracle is unlikely, how do you know if it will get better if you don't try?" Lu Qingli pressed He squeezed Mu Wenshu's arm tightly, as if trying to convince him, but more like encouraging himself.

How could Mu Wenshu cut off her thoughts cruelly, so he nodded with a smile.

"Mom is so selfish, do you want to give up on us after leaving a will..." Lu Qingli couldn't go on anymore, raised his hands to cover his face, crystal tears flowed from his fingers, reflecting the golden sunlight, piercing Mu Wenshu felt uncomfortable for a while.

"Okay, let's go."

"I'm fine..." Lu Qingli wiped away tears, "I want to go up and be with mom."

"Okay." Unable to resist Lu Qingli, Mu Wenshu accompanied her to the ward.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the ward, Lu Qingli saw the doctors and nurses hurriedly removing the ventilators and injection tubes from Fu Wenhui's body.

"What are you doing!" Lu Qingli's eyes widened, and he rushed up quickly, dodging to the doctor's side, grabbing his arm, "Who told you to do this!"

"This..." The doctors and nurses all showed embarrassment, and they all looked at Lu Jinghao who was sitting on the side.

Lu Qingli turned his head suddenly, "You asked them to do this?!" The room was completely silent, and there was a beeping sound from the instrument, but now it was dead silent, which made people scared.

"You can't do this!" Lu Qingli, who was out of control, grabbed the ventilator from the doctor's hand and was about to put it on Fu Wenhui. Seeing her posture, Mu Wenshu quickly stretched out his arms to tie her up and took her away. next to the doctor.

"Let go! You murderers!" Lu Qingli cried wantonly. She had never understood the heart-piercing feeling so clearly.At this moment, Lu Qingli felt as if she was watching Fu Wenhui's river of life gradually dry up, and the heart-wrenching despair almost made her eyes go dark.

However, the doctors and nurses only skillfully removed the dense tubes on Fu Wenhui's body, a little faster than before Lu Qingli came.

Lu Qingli was still struggling, she broke free from Mu Wenshu's embrace suddenly, and was about to rush over again, but Mu Wenshu grabbed her tightly, making Lu Qingli stuck in the middle.

Snapped!
There was a crisp applause in the ward, and Lu Qingli's five finger prints landed on Mu Wenshu's face.The face that had turned pale due to lack of sleep and great pressure now looked so ridiculous when compared with the bright red palm prints.

But Mu Wenshu looked at Lu Qingli dotingly as if nothing had happened.The still picture in front of her made her suddenly calm down, as if all the strength in her body had been sucked away, she took a soft step back, and then slowly turned her head to look at the hands that were dismantling the machinery.It seems like a robotic arm without life and emotion on the assembly line, going back and forth, doing actions that have nothing to do with mood.

Mom... In Lu Qingli's heart, a huge building named after his mother collapsed, dust flying all over the sky covered all the light, and the whole world was silent and dark.No one heard the crying of the little girl hiding in it. The helplessness and hopelessness were unknown, and the terrible loneliness instantly engulfed Lu Qingli's thoughts.

(End of this chapter)