[Dear, don’t just look at the number of chapters updated every day. Please pay attention to the number of words in the chapter. Sometimes it is several thousand words in a chapter, so don’t think Qianqian is lazy. This chapter is also 6 thousand words!]

The rainy weather is like paying homage to this cemetery, crying, and expressing grief. What a helpless grief. The so-called living in the heart is just a self-comfort.

Fandi stood in front of the tombstone for a long time, silently chanting many things he had never said in his heart, and he became less and less aware of it. What is the difference between love and habit? He was used to having Xiaoying by his side. Now that she has left, he can be sure that he is heartbroken, but is this heartache caused by habit or emotion?

This silly girl once wrote in the memo: "I like you, you don't need to know."

Fan Di felt deeply about such tolerance and heaviness, so he felt even more distressed for Xiaoying.

"If you are really in heaven, I hope you can live carefree... There will be no Lu Zhehao in heaven, there will be no illegality in heaven. France racing, you are the angel who occasionally falls into the mortal world and go back to your place..." Fandi whispered, and his beautiful face implies a touching regret and sadness. For this innocent life, the kind girl, she left with fear when she was caught off guard. With awe of life, he only hoped that she could live in another world of bliss...

"As for that Lu Zhehao..." Fan Di's deep eyes shrank, a faint aura emanated from his ruthlessness, and his ruthless eyes were particularly cold: "He should go to hell if he dies, and he will never follow you in heaven."

Fandi's curse at Lu Zhehao was scattered in the air, and with the raindrops, it floated into the ears of a woman not far away. She had already paid attention to Fandi, but now she heard him whispering vague words and his mouth shape... Why was he cursing her younger brother?

The woman's face suddenly changed. She felt that this man was a rare and pleasing monster, but now she felt that she was so angry that she couldn't even suppress her... This was in front of Zhehao's tomb. If her sister was indifferent when she heard someone cursing her younger brother, what face would she have to worship?

The woman walked quickly to Fandi in two steps, staring at him with her eyebrows and eyes: "Hey, what did you say just now? Why do you need to curse Lu Zhehao to hell?"

Such a straightforward questioning, with anger in his mouth, the person who came was not kind, and he was obviously a woman with a hot temper.

Fan's eyes behind Sun Glasses glanced faintly. He was a little displeased with the woman who suddenly appeared because the other party disturbed him. Moreover, it seemed that he was from Lu Zhehao, so he would not have a good look.

"Did you go to hell? I was wrong..." Fandichen's cold tone was not as warm as it was even colder than the raindrops.

The woman was wearing sunglasses, and although she couldn't see clearly the look she looked at at this moment, she was obviously still very young. Seeing that Fandi quickly "admitted her mistake", her face calmed down a little, but she heard Fandi say again...

"I was wrong. I shouldn't just say that he should... go to the eighteen levels of hell." Fandi's cold and frosty face was covered with haze. He never glanced at the woman again, but just looked at the tombstone.

"What are you... what did you say? You... you're too much! The dead are gone. What deep hatred do you have with him? Do you want to curse him like this?" The young woman's face turned blue with anger, but she felt that it was difficult to deal with such a calm and powerful man.

Fandi curled his lips coldly, and the perfect lip line raised a sharp curve: "Why don't you know how hateful he is? It's okay if he wants to die, but before he got in the car, he forced an innocent girl to accompany him... Who will go to hell if he doesn't go to hell?"

Hum? The woman gasped and stared at Fandi in horror. She slowly moved her eyes to the tombstone and looked closely...

"Xiaoying?" "Fan Di"?

When the woman saw the words on the tombstone, she was stunned for a moment... I remembered something, indeed, Zhehao didn't have an accident alone, he fell from the winding highway with a girl named Xiaoying... I didn't expect that the man in front of me was Xiaoying's family?

The woman's anger was immediately discounted and she felt a little guilty... If this man was Xiaoying's family and cursed Zhehao, she was not qualified to scold her again, because it was indeed Zhehao's fault and that it caused an innocent life.

Let’s look at the words on the tombstone again... My wife Xiaoying? Could it be that he is Xiaoying’s husband?

This is not right. It is said that Xiaoying is not Zhehao's new girlfriend? The woman was shocked and couldn't help but question: "What does it mean? This person is called Xiaoying. She was dating Zhehao during her lifetime. Why did you engrave such words on the monument?"

The woman was aroused of a strong curiosity, and she felt that the man in front of her was unfathomable, and she actually had the idea of ​​knowing him.

But Fandi coldly said, "What words do I engrave have nothing to do with you."

After saying that, he had turned around and took big steps, leaving without looking back. Qingjue's back seemed so lonely in the rain, with a smell of independence from the world, which made the woman become obsessed with it. She couldn't help but feel confused. Her heart couldn't calm down for a long time, and complex emotions kept surging. Until his back disappeared, she looked back at Xiaoying's tombstone and stared at the signature.

"Fan Di...Fan Di... His name is Fan Di? Why is this name so familiar?" The woman lost her previous anger and instead felt a little guilty towards Fan Di... No matter what, he is Xiaoying's family, so he must be very heartbroken. This is because Zhehao was too willful and impulsive before his death, which made the girl named Xiaoying suffer a tragic accident. This is a regret that cannot be compensated for in any case...

After knowing his name, she felt that she might meet him again... Then I really want to ask, what happened to him and Xiaoying?

In fact, this woman is just Lu Zhehao's cousin, Lu Zhehao is her uncle's son. She was surprised and regretful about his death. She came to worship and was in a heavy mood. But what was amazing is that most of her attention was now sucked away by the man named Fandi. She never believed in falling in love at first sight, but now why was she attracted by a man she met for the first time? Is he too special or is there a problem with her concentration?

The woman glanced back in a daze, shook her head, rubbed her hair, forced her energy to concentrate, and then bowed deeply to Xiaoying's tombstone three times, and said with sincere guilt: "I'm sorry... I hope you can rest in the sky."

The sky is even more gloomy and the rain is falling even harder. It is mourning for this innocent life, sighing for the impermanence of life, and grief for the inability to return to life...

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The sky after the rain is particularly clear, with a washed blue color, and the world seems to be clearer. The lukewarm weather is suitable for walking outdoors. For those who have been lying at home for many consecutive days, this is undoubtedly a day that makes people feel ready to go.

For seven days, Tong Fei didn't take a step out of the house. She carefully raised her fetus every day, fearing that something would go wrong. She was very cautious in both diet and other aspects.

These seven days are quite difficult, not only physically but also mentally. The first thing that comes to mind every day when you open your eyes is... Du Cheng has already asked Fang Kailin for a marriage certificate.

It's like a knife stabbed in the chest. It can't be pulled out. It can only let the blood from the wound dry up and scars, but it cannot heal.

Perhaps, everything Du Cheng gave her could be thrown away to help her break her thoughts, but even so, she still couldn't drive him away from her life... because there was a child in her belly!

Tong Fei didn't know that Du Cheng and Fang Kailin didn't get their marriage certificate. That day Du Qianqian called her and told her about it, but later Du Qianqian went out for a trip and did not ask about it anymore. Du Cheng's parents did not tell Du Qianqian that something was wrong with her brother and Fang Kailin.

Without Du Qianqian, this clever little cleverness, Tong Fei's news was not so well-informed. He only thought Du Cheng had become a married person, and the pain in his heart was beyond words.

After being at home for several days, Tong Fei felt that if she didn't go out for a walk, she would be almost moldy. She couldn't let her spirits be so depressed. Even if the sky fell, she had to hold on for the sake of the child...

Now Tong Fei is only 120 kilograms, she is no longer so fat, she is only slightly fat, and her outline is obvious than before, especially her face, which now looks cute heart-shaped. With her pretty short hair and moisturized skin, she is really a beautiful pregnant woman.

Pregnancy, pregnancy and having children are equivalent to the second development of a woman. Whether to become beautiful or ugly depends on the person, and Tong Fei is the type to become beautiful.

Wearing a loose pregnant woman's skirt and standing in the mirror, she looked like a pretty beauty, but Tong Fei herself couldn't be happy, with a hint of bitterness in her smile... Although she had less flesh on her body and her appearance finally became much better than before, but this was because she had bad appetite recently. If this continues, the fetus would not be lacking in nutrition. She was eager to spend the bad days earlier, hoping to eat and drink as much as before, so that she could give birth to a white and fat baby in the future... No mother would feel sorry for her when she saw a thin child.

"If the price of reducing meat will make the children in their stomachs lack nutrition, then I would rather be so fat all the time." Tong Fei murmured to himself in front of the mirror, touched her belly, and muttered a few words.

When he was in a daze, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and it was Tong Fei's mother who was back.

"Tong Fei..."

"Mom..." Tong Fei turned around and saw her mother holding a bag in her hand. Her kind and gentle smile made her heart warm.

"Daughter, if you like to eat the most, Mom bought you some more, so try it."

When Tong Fei listened to her, Mei couldn't help swallowing her saliva. In fact, she didn't like eating so much before, but she has been more and more recently.

"Thank you, mom..." Tong Fei took the plum blossom apart, and didn't eat it first, but fed her mother one first.

Tong Mother looked at her daughter lovingly, and her appearance in maternity clothes reminded her of her former self, and she couldn't help but sigh: "Tong Fei, do you want to have a boy or a girl?"

"Uh?" Tong Fei was stunned... To be honest, she really hadn't considered this.

"Mom, do you and dad like boys and girls?"

Tong's mother is an honest woman. She is not good at lying and does not want to lie. When she heard this, she showed a helpless look on her slightly dark face: "Daughter, Mom actually hoped that you would have a boy in the future, but now, Mom hopes that the girl in your belly is a girl."

"Why? Mom, how could your thoughts change?" Tong Fei was a little puzzled.

The biggest difference between the older generation and the younger generation is that they think about problems in a comprehensive way, considerate way, and can see far.

"Daughter, think about it, you don't plan to let the child's father know about this, that is, our family has to fully bear everything about the child. If it is a boy and he still has to ask his wife in the future, you should worry so much. At that time, your father and I didn't know whether we were alive or not. If you were to do it alone, you would have a lot of hard work." Tong's mother couldn't help feeling sad when she talked about this topic, and her eyes were red.

This is a mother's concern for her daughter. She is not only seeing it recently, but is already planning for her twenty or thirty years later. This is not an unfair worry, this is the great love of her mother.

Tong Fei thrust suddenly in her heart. Not only was the conversation that plum was too sour or the topic was too heavy. She only felt a little sore in her nose. She stretched out her arms, hugged her mother, and said softly: "Mom... Don't say such words, you and your father will definitely live a hundred years old. You will definitely see my child get married and have children..."

The mother of the child smiled lovingly, and found that this topic could arouse people's negative emotions. She stopped talking, but patted her daughter's shoulder lovingly and said earnestly: "Daughter, do you really have to hide it from me and your father all your life, and don't tell us who is the father of your child?"

Tong Fei was silent, and this silence was equivalent to a default. Yes, she would not tell her parents, but she was afraid that they would be unable to calm down when they knew about it, and if something happened...

"Hey, you are such a stupid child. You carry everything yourself. The man who made you pregnant is so bad!" Tong's mother couldn't help but say this.

Tong Fei didn't say anything. Knowing that her mother was worried about this matter, it would be okay to ask her mother to say a few words.

At this moment, a man who was preparing for the operation suddenly sneezes two times in a row and rubbed his nose depressedly. The nurse next to him said, "Dr. Du, you are someone thinking about it!"

Du Cheng flattened his mouth and said self-deprecatingly: "Forget it, you might as well say that someone is scolding me, so I keep sneezing."

Another nurse was older and said slightly serious: "Doctor Du, are you feeling uncomfortable when you sneeze? There have been surgery every day in recent days, and you are too tired."

Du Cheng was wearing a mask and couldn't see his expression. He only saw him shook his head: "It's okay, I'm fine. I can rest for two days after today's surgery."

"But Dr. Du... We all heard that the patient who performed the surgery today has a special identity and the risk of the surgery is not small. No one in the hospital is willing to take this surgery for it, and they are afraid of causing trouble. But why don't you tell the dean and turn it off? Such a hot potato is in your hand, what if..."

The nurse's words made Du Cheng frown, and his obsidian-like pupils were full of solemnity and seriousness: "Nurse Zhang, thank you for your reminder to me, but I don't want to hear such words again. I am a doctor, and saving lives is my job. Should I avoid it because this patient is very difficult? Human life is at stake. How can a doctor surpass life with personal interests? No matter who the person under my scalpel is, it is the same for me. I will do my best and hope that you will be free from distractions in a while and not be affected by some messy things."

A few words made the other nurses and doctors bow their heads and feel ashamed... Indeed, they paid too much attention to the identity of the patient and ignored what they should do. Du Cheng is the surgeon. His words will play a warning and backbone role at this time, and at the same time make people admire him... He is worthy of being the son of the old director. Being able to become one of the best talents in the hospital is related to his own strength and morality. Just what he said just now is enough to make many doctors with distracting thoughts ashamed.

"Okay, the time is almost over, let's go into the operating room." Du Cheng said, leaving first, and the other doctors and nurses followed closely behind.

In fact, Du Cheng was not at ease. He knew better than anyone else what the identity of the person who was about to undergo surgery. If there was a mistake, he would definitely face great pressure and criticism, but even so, he chose to accept it. Because the patient could not wait, he could not tolerate him to shrink.

This operation is really difficult for Du Cheng. It is okay from his own level. However, he has been plagued by miscellaneous things recently and has experienced a lot of private affairs, which has also had an impact on his emotions. However, because of his professional relationship, he has no choice but to think about it when he is at work. No matter how important private affairs and people are, they have to be left aside. Just like now, he must drive out all the mess of private affairs in his mind and focus on the surgery.

Because he was afraid of affecting Du Cheng, Du Zetao has not dared to talk about Fang Kailin these days. Today, he is just waiting outside the operating room, just waiting for his son to come out from inside.

Du Cheng was concentrating under the operating light, focused without distraction, sometimes stretched his eyebrows and sometimes frowned. The nurse next to him was a little nervous, and his hands that wiped Du Cheng's sweat could not help but tremble slightly... This is a malignant brain tumor, and the success rate of the operation was only 50%.

Du Cheng controls the rhythm of the entire operation, and his every move is the key to the operation. Even if such an operation has been experienced more than once, it will make people feel as if they are facing a great enemy and dare not relax at all.

The atmosphere in the operating room was particularly solemn. While the nurse wiped Du Cheng's sweat, her forehead was sweating constantly. As the operation reached the most critical moment, almost everyone except Du Cheng held their breath.

The tumor was under Du Cheng's scalpel. When he was carefully and accurately drilled, at that moment, he felt a dizzy attack, as if the sky was spinning, his mind was blank, which made him so shocked that he almost shouted!

But out of an instinctive reaction, his hand holding the knife could stop at a certain position and remained motionless, as if his whole body was clicked, as if there was a momentary pause in time and space.

But in just three seconds, Du Cheng returned to normal, and his hands holding the knife began to take action, and continued the operation calmly as usual.

No one could see his abnormality, and no one knew how dangerous it was for the three seconds of his dizziness just now! If it weren't for his extraordinary ability and will, he might have trembled his hands when he panicked... This kind of surgery would be almost fatal if his hands trembled. Fortunately, Du Cheng was still a hair away from the tumor at that time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable...

Du Chengqiang suppressed the shock in his heart and completed the operation calmly and accurately. Only he himself understood the terrible danger he had experienced. When he walked out of the operating room, he was deeply scared and his feet became weak. Standing at the door of the operating room, he saw that the patient's family and his father came up anxiously. Du Chengqiang was so excited that he told everyone that the operation was successful.

The family cried with joy and praised Du Cheng as a miraculous doctor, but Du Cheng could only smile reluctantly, nodded, and left with the help of his father. His steps were heavy and his mood was even more depressed. No one knew what shock he had experienced in the operating room had brought him!

Back at his office, Du Cheng sat on the chair and was almost exhausted, his face was scary and his breathing was difficult.

Du Zetao looked at his son nervously and raised his hand to touch Du Cheng's forehead. He didn't have a fever, but what was going on?

Du Cheng half closed his eyes, and a faint sound from his dry throat, with a little choking: "Dad... I almost fucked it when I was in the operation just now. Dad, do you know how scared I was at that time? Three seconds... My brain was dizzy and blank for three seconds..."

"What?" Du Zetao exclaimed. He was a doctor, so of course he understood what Du Cheng said. In three seconds, the doctor had three seconds of dizziness and blankness in the operating room. What does this mean?

"Son, are you too busy these days? Is this the first time this phenomenon happened?" Du Zetao asked anxiously, his heart raising his throat.

Du Cheng shook his head: "I haven't worked hard before, and I haven't had such dizziness like this time. It's the first time..."

Before Du Zetao could come back to his senses, Du Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and bent down to the trash can under the table...

“…”

Du Zetao stood there and watched his son vomit, his heart tightened... He was a doctor, and of course he understood that dizziness and vomiting were all too small, some of which were just small problems, and some of which might be unexpected big problems.

Du Zetao gritted his teeth, pretended to be calm and walked up to Du Cheng, helped him up, and said in a deep voice: "Son, go down and have a full-body examination."

"dad……"

"Don't talk too much, you must have a full-body examination!" Du Zetao said sternly, but more heartache and panic.

Du Cheng couldn't resist his father and was taken to have a full-body examination. When he went out of the infirmary, there were many doctors and nurses waiting for him outside.
Chapter completed!