Wen Sitian's legs became weak at that time and almost knelt down.
"Si Tian..."
Wen Sitian forced herself to calm down: "I'm fine, that doctor, my aunt..."
"You go in and see her for the last time now."
Wen Sitian actually wanted to ask this.
"Thank you, the doctor."
Fan Meng said to Wen Sitian: "Sitian, go in first, and we will deal with the rest after you come out.
"Okay, then I'll go in first."
"Um."
After Wen Sitian went in, she looked at Kong Yalan lying on it, and then she realized how serious the car accident she had was.
No wonder the doctor directly issued a critical illness notice as soon as she came.
Wen Sitian held her hand tightly: "Aunt..."
Kong Yalan looked at Wen Sitian and smiled reluctantly.
"Si Tian, what happened before was that my aunt was sorry for you, and... still remember the last time Zhou Qinying's child had a miscarriage in the stairwell?"
"I remember."
That was the most impressive time for her, because she had never been framed like that.
But she didn't quite understand why her aunt mentioned this at this time.
"Actually... Zhou Qinying and I have already discussed it. The purpose is to put all the miscarriage on your head."
"What……"
Wen Sitian did doubt it before, but because there was no definite evidence.
Including what Zhou Qinying said in the ward last time, she was still lucky.
But now that Kong Yalan has become like this, she doesn't want to pursue anything.
"It's okay, aunt, I don't know these things, and I've already passed them all. I don't blame you."
Kong Yalan felt a little relieved when she heard Wen Sitian say this.
"Really? You really don't blame your aunt..."
"I don't blame my aunt. You have a good rest. You will no longer have to worry about my uncle's affairs in the future. If I had known that he would not change it many times, I would have asked you to divorce him."
"Your uncle...hat your uncle hasn't found it yet?"
Kong Yalan always felt a little uncomfortable when she heard her say this. Could it be that she would not even see her husband until she died?
Wen Sitian shook her head: "Not yet, aunt, don't worry about uncle. You can rest yourself and stop talking."
She could feel Kong Yalan's breath becoming weaker and weaker. Holding her hand, she could feel life gradually passing by at her hands.
In fact, for her, she was under a lot of psychological pressure. This was the first time she had sent her relatives away, so she really hated the hospital.
I hate such a cold place, which is the place that separates her from her relatives and gods forever.
Wen Sitian's hot tears couldn't stop falling, and the tears blurred their gaze. He couldn't see Kong Yalan's appearance. Last time his brother passed away, at least his aunt and Ayan were by his side.
But now she is only Fan Meng by her side.
The man who told him that he could rely on was now with another woman.
Wen Sitian told herself to be strong, she could not rely on He Yanyi forever, she could only rely on herself.
Kong Yalan finally stretched out her hand and stroked Wen Sitian's face with difficulty.
"Si Tian, I'm sorry to you in this life. You have to take good care of yourself in the future and be careful of Zhou Qinying..."
Then Kong Yalan gradually closed her eyes, and her hand that she touched Wen Sitian gradually drooped weakly.
Wen Sitian's psychological defense completely collapsed at that moment. She held Kong Yalan's hand tightly and shouted heart-wrenchingly.
"aunt……"
Fan Meng heard Wen Sitian's voice outside, and was afraid that she would not be able to bear it and hurried in. She walked over and patted Wen Sitian's shoulder.
The voice circled in his throat before it was spoken.
"Si Tian, let's be sad."
Wen Sitian was crying in front of Kong Yalan's bed and trembled all over, and Fan Meng felt her pain.
She also felt sorry for Wen Sitian because the relatives around her left one by one, and the dead didn't care about anything, but for the living, this was the biggest devil.
Fan Meng helped Wen Sitian out because there were more things waiting for them to deal with later, and there was not so much time to be sad.
In this case, Fan Meng felt that it might not be easy for them to do it, so she quietly called Xiao Huan and asked him to help.
Xiao Huan was very happy and immediately responded. In fact, he had not finished the work at hand.
When Xiao Huan rushed over, Fan Meng was holding Weinstein's hand. When dealing with the subsequent matters, she still needed to find a way to notify her relatives.
At this moment, Wen Sitian began to gradually recover from her senses, unlike before, but Fan Meng knew that she was just pretending to be strong.
Wen Sitian said in surprise when she saw Xiao Huan.
"Xiao Huan?"
"I'll help, you two shouldn't be too busy."
It can be seen that Xiao Huan is running, panting.
Wen Sitian subconsciously glanced at Fan Meng, and Fan Meng pouted.
"We must be unable to handle so many things left, so we can only call Vice President Xiao."
Fan Meng knew that Wen Sitian had never liked to bother others, but Fan Meng was worried that she would not be able to bear it after a few days of doing this, and she had an abortion before.
Xiao Huan explained to Wen Sitian: "Don't blame Fan Meng, I'm going to blame you. Why don't you say anything about such a big thing? Do you still treat me as a friend?"
"I……"
Wen Sitian didn't expect that she was questioned by the enemy instead.
"Okay, I've come here, I'll count the list. You guys give me the list, I'll call one by one, and I've brought a few people to help. Someone has to say hello, right?"
When Fan Meng heard this, she looked surprised: "That would be great, you have to be thoughtful. If it were the two of us, they would be too busy."
"It's okay, I'm so busy now."
Xiao Huan ordered the people under his command to distribute them very evenly, and Wen Sitian felt much more relaxed in an instant.
She smiled and said, "Thank you."
"If you thank you, come back later."
At this time, someone came to find Wen Sitian, who was a relative of Kong Yalan.
Wen Sitian said to Fan Meng and Xiao Huan: "I'm going to bother you here."
Xiao Huan said confidently: "Go and do your business first, we are here."
Wen Sitian hurried over.
After she left, Xiao Huan asked Fan Meng: "What's the situation? Why didn't I see Mr. He? Didn't Sitian notify him?"
"I called, but the phone didn't go through."
"Don't you continue to call after you've called it but you haven't opened it?"
Xiao Huan was also puzzled when he received the call. After all, if Mr. He is here, Fan Meng would not have called him this phone number.
Fan Meng sighed: "You don't know Sitian's temperament yet. She won't fight again if she can't get through, let alone Mr. He should be with Zhou Qinying now."