A white mist floated from the oxygen mask.

The old man's mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something.

But he only made a few breathy sounds.

In panic, the old man coughed violently.

The man hurriedly helped the old man calm down and gently stroked the old man's back, "Dad, don't talk."

"Don't worry."

"I understand, take this letter to the bookstore, right?"

"I'll get it."

"Do not worry."

Why did he talk so much before he blamed himself in his heart?

As long as I take this letter to the bookstore, won't everything be clear?

Why force the old man to ask for a clear answer now?

"Dad, please take a rest."

…

The old man still remembered this letter until the end.

The man patiently assured the old man that he would definitely take the letter to the bookstore.

...

The old man took a look at his children. They all had their own families and their own children.

A smile slowly appeared on his face.

His head tilted slightly and his eyes fell on the envelope on the bedside table.

…

The man picked up the envelope knowingly.

From the time the old man gave him this letter, the old man always looked for this letter on his body.

He didn't react at first.

Later, when he found out that the old man was looking for this letter, he put the letter on the bedside table so that the old man could see it at any time.

…

The old man looked slightly startled, and then his smile showed a hint of regret and apology.

The man blinked his eyes, feeling a little confused and strange.

He can understand that the old man has regrets.

Who can have no regrets when they really face death?

But what is the old man's apology for?

Is it to them?

No, the old man didn't feel sorry for them in any way.

On the contrary, they felt sorry for the old man.

It was their negligence and they did not discover the hidden dangers of the old man's health in advance.

If it had been discovered earlier...

Can the elderly live longer?

…

The old man opened his mouth and seemed to say something.

But no sound came out.

The man couldn't help but frown.

He didn't understand lip reading and couldn't tell what the old man said.

Just as he was about to get a little closer, he stopped leaning forward.

The man slowly stood up straight.

In his field of vision, the old man slowly closed his eyes.

The incandescent lamp in the ward was too bright, which made his eyes sore.

He pressed the corners of his eyes.

…

The man remembered this letter only after he finished taking care of the old man's affairs.
Chapter completed!