In the hospital, the operating room was going smoothly, but suddenly Lu Qingqing's heart rate started to drop.
Doctors began to rescue him.
Everyone waiting outside was uneasy.
Huo Yifei and Rong Jin waited all night without even blinking.
Early the next morning, the operation was finally over.
The door to the operating room opened, and a tired-looking doctor came out.
"We tried our best." The doctor shook his head, looking frustrated.
"What do you mean?" Huo Yifei suddenly grabbed the doctor's collar.
"The heart transplant was successful, but she did not survive. Her heartbeat is still there, but her brain has stopped working," the doctor said regretfully.
"Brain death?" Rong Jin's eyes tightened. Brain death is one of the criteria for determining a person's death, which means that Lu Qingqing can be declared dead medically at this time.
After hearing this, Mrs. Huo couldn't bear the blow anymore and fainted.
Huo Xun was also too sad to say that his daughter, who had finally found him when he came back, was just gone.
"Can I go in and take a look at her?" Rong Jin asked.
The doctor nodded.
At this time, the Huo family members were busy sending Mrs. Huo to the emergency room, and Rong Jin walked in to take a last look at Lu Qingqing.
Lu Qingqing was seen lying quietly on the operating table, her breathing and heartbeat were still there, so she looked very peaceful.
Rong Jin took Lu Qingqing's hand, and suddenly a scene from her dream flashed through her mind, and at the same time a voice came to her ear.
"I promise you everything. Isn't it okay if I ask you to give birth to his child?"
"Lu Qingqing, wake up!"
"..."
"You wait for me, I will come to you soon."
Rong Jin felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if something was being taken out of his body, and the pictures in his mind began to become messy.
"I don't care who you are. Can you wake up? I can do whatever you want. I just ask you not to be so cruel..."
When Huo Yifei came in, he saw Rong Jin lying next to Lu Qingqing's bed crying like a child.
"The doctor has declared Qingqing dead. You tried your best, and she won't blame you." Huo Yifei said with choked sobs.
Rong Jin raised his head and saw that Lu Qingqing's breathing was getting weaker and weaker. He wished he could exchange his life for Lu Qingqing's chance to be reborn.
Three days later, Lu Qingqing's funeral was held as scheduled.
When the pastor finished his speech and was officially buried, dozens of black Maybachs suddenly drove up at the entrance of the cemetery, blocking the entire street.
Everyone was talking a lot, wondering who could have such a grand appearance.
At this time, a man got out of the leading car. He was wearing a black suit and sunglasses. When he stepped into the cemetery, he staggered and almost fell, but was quickly supported by Cheng Hong behind him.
"Master, are you okay?"
At this time, Sheng Mingxi was heartbroken. He didn't expect that after going round and round, he would lose her in the end.
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Four years later.
At the entrance of an aristocratic bilingual kindergarten in Shanghai, two three-year-old boys walked out arm in arm.
"Mommy!" One of them rushed to the woman standing at the door, "Mommy, I was very good today and didn't bully my brother."
"Pei Yan is good." The woman touched the boy's head, looked at her little son not far away, and waved to him distressedly, "Pei Ze, come here, we are going home."
The little boy named Pei Ze is three years old, but he refuses to speak. His family has taken him to see many doctors, and they all said that there is nothing wrong with him. He is neither autistic nor born deaf and mute, but for some reason
She just didn't speak, which made her a very anxious mother.
The woman let the two children get into the car parked on the roadside and fastened their seat belts.
At this time, the driver reminded her: "Madam, your husband is coming back from the United States today. Are we going to pick him up at the airport soon?"
The woman then remembered that her husband, whom she saw once a year, was coming back.
"He said yesterday that someone from the company would pick him up, and we could just wait at home."