Lovesickness awaits

Chapter 403
After the other party asked about the child's situation, he got to the point, "I hope you can keep this a secret about organ transplantation. I have already told you about the hospital. I don't want anyone other than the two of us to know about it." thing."

Henry still didn't understand, "Your wife, why don't you tell me?"

"Especially her."

Li Dianyun turned his eyes away, and said in a low voice, "If she knows that the child is dead and the kidney has been taken out, do you think she will go crazy?"

"In short, don't tell anyone about this matter. After the child's condition is stable, transfer him to another hospital."

Henry wiped his face, looked up at Jian Xuanning who was on the verge of collapse, and said in a low voice, "I planned to hide this matter for the rest of my life, but unexpectedly, I still didn't hide it."

Mo Yan's body fused with the transplanted kidney very well, and the scar from the operation was only a small seam later on. She had no memory of what happened when she was a child, Henry only told her that she had her appendix removed when she was a child stay.

This lie has been told for more than 20 years. Sometimes, when Mo Yan is healthy, he even makes him forget how weak that child was.

"Dad, what you said...is it true?"

Mo Yan's fingers subconsciously protruded towards her waist. There was such a big secret hidden under the scar that she had never paid attention to.

Henry didn't speak, but his cousin told her very seriously that all this is true.

She suddenly remembered that for so many years, Henry Henry personally arranged all the physical examinations, big and small, and thoroughly checked her body every quarter. On the contrary, she never even participated in the physical examination arranged by the school.

Because a few days before each school physical examination, Henry would send the results of her latest physical examination to the school, and such a physical examination would be blatantly avoided. Originally, the school's physical examination was also a routine, so she didn't feel at ease about it. On, I didn't expect it to be because of this reason.

"No, it's impossible,"

Jian Xuanning shook her head, feeling on the verge of collapse.

If Mo Yan was not her daughter, why did Li Dianyun tell her that the child was not dead before his death?
If the child is dead, what has she done for so many years sometimes?
From the time she woke up from the ward and learned that the child had passed away, the names of Wang Man and Li Dianyun had already made her hate to the bone.

Li Dianyun sent Wang Man away, but her child never came back.

No one thought that Wang Man abandoned the child in the hospital. The child was sent to the orphanage by Li Dianyun when she knew about it. Even so, it could not offset her pain of losing the child.

The relationship between her and Li Dianyun completely dropped to freezing point, she didn't quarrel, she didn't get hysterical, she just looked at Li Dianyun as if she was looking at a piece of rubbish.

Every time, she would tell him the pain Li Ningyu suffered, and she would tell him cruel things in a slow, story-telling tone.

For more than 20 years, she has been torturing him while torturing herself. She survived this way, and only revenge can make her feel alive, and she can find a reason to persevere.

The days were in this kind of mutual torture, bit by bit, until Li Dianyun encountered a university while on a business trip, the car skidded and had an accident.

When she heard the news, she still couldn't believe it, until she saw Li Dianyun dying on the hospital bed with her own eyes.

He seemed to hang his breath, just to see her, and when he saw her, he drove everyone out of the ward.

That day, it was very cold, and there were layers of ice on the windows. The air seemed to be full of ice slag, and when it was breathed into the lungs, the entire respiratory tract felt like a needle prick.

She stared at the pale, blood-stained man on the hospital bed for a long time before she finally confirmed that this was her husband of nearly 30 years.

Li Dianyun seemed to want to reach out to touch her, but he couldn't pull up the strength anymore, he just glanced at her fingers with attachment in his eyes, and said softly, "You're here. "

She looked at him calmly, without a trace of expression, and said nothing.

He seemed to be used to her like this, and said to himself, "I thought you wouldn't want to see me until you died."

"how come,"

She finally opened her mouth, her voice was flat and a bit cold, "You are my husband, even if you die, I will still wear sackcloth and mourning for you."

She paused, and then said, "Actually, I still hope that you live and die. If I torture your daughter again, who will be the audience? It's boring..."

Li Dianyun twitched the corners of his mouth, raised his eyelids, looked at her quietly for a while, and said softly, "Xuanning, do you still hate me?"

Jian Xuanning seemed to hear something funny, and the corners of her lips curled up, "Those things you did are enough to disgust me for the rest of my life, and enough to hate me for the rest of my life, sometimes I really don't understand, are you sick, knowing that I hate you and still refuse to divorce?"

"Divorced, who are you going to hate?"

Li Dianyun coughed twice, and the corners of his mouth spewed blood intermittently. He took a breath, and said in a low voice, "Whether it's love or hate, as long as there is emotional sustenance, people will still live well, right?"

Jian Xuanning didn't speak, but her eyes became a little cold.

Li Dianyun's breathing became more and more difficult, he was silent for a long time, and after gathering enough strength, he opened his mouth, "Xuanning, there is something... I want to tell you..."

"You don't look well, I'll call the doctor..."

For some reason, at this second, she suddenly couldn't bear it.

When he turned around, he grabbed his wrist. This time, he almost exhausted all his strength. When she turned her head, he looked into her eyes and said hoarsely, "Our child... is alive ..."

Her pupils shrank, her whole heart trembled, she subconsciously grabbed his arm and shook it vigorously, "What did you say? Say it again?"

Li Dianyun looked at her gently, and murmured, "Live..."

The last word came out of his mouth, his arms slowly dropped, and his eyes slowly closed.

No matter how much she yelled, she couldn't wake him up again.

He gave her a hope and made her feel that things were turning around.

For so many years, she has never seen the child's body. If the child died, why wouldn't she show her the body?

She suddenly felt that there was hope in front of her eyes, that the child might really be alive.

All emotions were occupied by the matter of finding the child, so that she lost her mind and ability to judge, and plunged into the path of finding the child.

What she didn't know was that this lie was her husband's last dream...

Li Dianyun is indeed not a responsible husband. He changed his once gentle and virtuous wife into a cold and icy appearance, and he was condemned in his heart.

Jian Xuan would rather hate him and torture him, and he will bear it, as long as it makes her feel better.

In the two years after the child's death, she committed suicide by cutting her wrists. At that time, they were not living in Ziyuan. If he hadn't left work early that day, she might have gone there.

(End of this chapter)