Two hours later, Mu Xin came out of the emergency room and was pushed into the general ward by the doctor.
When Meng Lu and Mu Zhenhua arrived in a hurry, Mu Xin had not yet woken up.
"How could this happen? How could this happen?" Meng Lu still couldn't believe it. "Everyone worked together to hide it so well. They have all been discharged from the hospital. Why is she still suspicious?"
"After knowing the truth, I no longer have the faith to live..." Mu Zhenhua was very sad, "She will become more and more depressed day by day."
Menglu couldn't help sobbing, "My heart, my heart..." She couldn't hide the sadness in her heart.
Mu Zhenhua hugged her and gave her silent comfort, letting her cry on his shoulder.
After Mu Xin fainted, she had a very long dream——
She dreamed that she and Mo Fan walked into the palace of marriage hand in hand... It was the happiest moment in her life.
White wedding dress, red evening dress, long red carpet...the melodious wedding march is in my ears.
The guests had smiles of blessing from the bottom of their hearts on their faces.
In the dream, she seemed to know that this was a dream. Wearing a wedding dress, she held hands with Mo Fan, holding her breath and not even daring to take a breath, for fear that she would wake up from the dream accidentally.
She wants to fulfill this dream.
But she vaguely heard her mother's sobs, which made her chest shrink slightly.
She was very scared and everything in front of her eyes gradually disappeared.
Soon, Mu Xin, who was lying on the hospital bed, opened her eyes and saw two people standing in front of the bed hugging each other. One was crying and the other was comforting.
The cry was so real and sad.
"mom……"
Mu Xin's voice was low and hoarse, as if she hadn't spoken for a long time, because she had lost her faith and her whole body had become weak.
Menglu's crying stopped suddenly, her chest shrank slightly, and she turned to look at her.
"Xinxin, are you awake?" She quickly wiped away her tears, pushed Mu Zhenhua away and came to the bed, "Xinxin, how are you feeling now?"
Mu Xin's dream came to an abrupt end, and in reality she was even more lost, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.
"Is Mo Fan gone?"
Mu Xin murmured. She clearly remembered the scene when Mo Fan took Han Jiamei into the car and left, but she still hoped for a miracle to happen.
Meng Lu and Mu Zhenhua looked at each other and answered her silently.
A wry smile appeared on Mu Xin's lips——
"I dreamed that Mo Fan married me...Many guests came to give us blessings. I was wearing a white wedding dress, and he was wearing a custom-made suit. Everyone was praising our talent and beauty..."
"But... just when he was about to put the ring on me, I heard your cry, and then... the dream was broken."
Mu Xin said sadly, every word full of regret.
"I'm sorry." Menglu blamed herself. She couldn't realize her daughter's dream in real life, and even her dreams would break her.
"Baby, I'm sorry..." Menglu was very sad. She looked at her haggard daughter with tears in her eyes, "Do you know your illness?"
"Why are you hiding such a big thing from me?" Mu Xin forced a smile, "I only have one month left, why don't I cherish it and fulfill my last wish?"
Menglu couldn't help wiping her tears.
Mu Xin also shed tears of sadness, "Even Dr. Shen can't do anything about it, so we can only accept our fate."
She was still so young and didn't want to die.
When she thinks of death, she feels frightened, frightened, and particularly reluctant to give up. Even her thoughts are confused.
Jiangcheng, evening.
After dinner, in the living room of the Han family villa.
Han Jiamei chatted with her mother and talked about Mu Xin.
"You are so young and only have one month left. If she knew about it, how helpless she would be?" Peiying frowned and couldn't bear to think about it. "She would be scared to death."