At that moment, the orange soda fell and fell into pieces.
The entire corridor seemed to have become quiet.
There was dead silence.
There was only the sound of Zhou Zhiyuan's heavy breathing, "What did you say?"
He grabbed the doctor's shoulders with both hands and asked again.
"Rescue of the patient failed, please express my condolences."
The doctor repeated it again.
They are used to life and death.
Instead, I got used to the excitement of my family members.
There was a moment.
Zhou Zhiyuan's head is completely blank. How blank is it?
It was as if the brain, which had always been overloaded, suddenly stopped spinning.
It's like it's dead.
Gu Ning noticed that Zhou Zhiyuan's mood was not right, she held Zhou Zhiyuan's hand tightly, "Zhou Zhiyuan, Zhou Zhiyuan, wake up, wake up."
It took three times in a row to bring Zhou Zhongfeng back to reality.
"I want to see someone."
Zhou Zhiyuan said every word.
"You want to see people alive, you want to see corpses when you're dead."
"I want to see him."
Look how cruel that old man is.
For the sake of a bastard, I even gave up hope of survival.
The doctor understood very well. He turned sideways and pointed towards the operating room.
After a while, an operating cart rolled out of the operating room, and the white cloth covered it from head to tail.
That thin layer of white fabric.
It was as if two worlds were suddenly separated.
Zhou Zhiyuan staggered back, and then, one step, two steps, three steps, he walked to the operating cart.
Then, he stood still for a full minute, then raised his hand, and then raised his hand.
He raised his head three times. On the fourth time, his hands trembled and he suddenly opened the white cloth.
Reveal the true face inside.
Mr. Zhou closed his eyes tightly. At this moment, he did not make any breathing sound.
It's eerily quiet.
Zhou Zhiyuan didn't believe it, he didn't believe it.
He raised his hand and placed it under the old man's nose. It was cold and there was no sound of breathing.
He closed his eyes suddenly, then staggered back and said, "Send him away."
These three words seemed to come out of my chest.
The doctor glanced at him and then nodded towards the nurse.
"When people are sent to the morgue, remember to pick them up within the specified time and then send them to the morgue for cremation."
Zhou Zhiyuan could no longer hear it, but Gu Ning agreed.
He was sitting on a bench, holding his head with his hands and drooping his head. No one knew what he was thinking.
He is thinking.
The last time he had such intense emotions was when his eldest brother passed away.
However, what he didn't expect was that many years later, his father would be the old man who had been decisive in killing all his life.
I will give up hope of survival again because what my elder brother left behind, oh no! is that bastard.
How ridiculous!
Gu Ning said nothing. She held Zhou Zhiyuan's hand and sat quietly with him in the corridor of the hospital.
She had never thought that hospital corridors could be so cold.
I don’t know how long it took, it seemed like a minute, and it seemed like a century.
Uncle Lu ran over from outside and happened to pass by the white cloth covering the cart.
"Where's the old man?"
he asked, his voice trembling.
Zhou Zhiyuan did not answer.
Gu Ning was silent.
I don't know how long it took, but Gu Ning pointed to the direction where the nurse left and said, "I just pushed her away."
What just pushed away?
Naturally, the old man had just been pushed away.
But the person who passed by before was obviously a man covered with a white cloth.
Only the dead are covered with white cloth.
This was unacceptable to Uncle Lu, "It's impossible."
He took a step back, his expression a bit shaken, "Didn't the old man successfully rescue me?"
"How could that be him?"
He just went back to deal with the funeral affairs of Yao Huiru and Zhou Wenyan.
How could I come here without even seeing the last of the old man?
Gu Ning glanced at Zhou Zhiyuan, who was caught up in his own emotions.
She is a rare sober person.
"The old man cannot accept that his grandson, whom he has loved for many years, is a bastard. The doctor said he has given up hope of survival."
Except this.
What else could it be?
Once you say this.
Uncle Lu suddenly stepped back, staggered several steps, and finally sat down on the ground, "I knew it earlier, I knew it earlier."
"I should have strangled him to death!"
These words——
Gu Ning and Zhou Zhiyuan couldn't help but looked over.
It's all come to this.
There is nothing left to hide.
Uncle Lu sat in the corridor and lit a cigarette without caring. "Back then, when Yao Huiru was pregnant, I calculated my life and felt that it was not right."
"However, the old man said that the boss came back once in a while, and the child belongs to the boss."
But he was somewhat skeptical.
Moreover, Zhou Wenyan was born prematurely, but there were no signs of premature birth.
For so many years, Uncle Lu has always been suspicious.
However, I watched the old man gradually come out of the sorrow of the past because of Zhou Wenyan's birth.
Uncle Lu then adopted the attitude that doing more is worse than doing less.
I am not continuing to pursue it.
but--
I never expected that more than twenty years later, the old man would still give up hope of survival because of that little beast.
Talk about it.
Talk about it.
It would have been better if he had strangled the other party to death, and perhaps none of the following things would have happened.
The old man and Zhiyuan were at odds, and the entire Zhou family was restless.