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 and had been discharged from the hospital. Why did she still suspicious?"
"If you know the truth, you will lose the belief to live..." Mu Zhenhua was very sad, "She will become more and more depressed every day."
Meng Lu couldn't help sobbing, "Xinxin, my Xinxin..." She couldn't hide her sadness.
Mu Zhenhua hugged her, gave her silent comfort, and let her lean on her shoulder and cry.
After Mu Xin fainted, she had a very long dream
She dreamed that she and Mo Fan joined hands to enter the palace of marriage... 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 heartfelt blessing smiles on their faces.
In the dream, she seemed to know that it was a dream. She was wearing a wedding dress holding hands with Mo Fan, holding her breath and not even dared to breathe, for fear that she would wake up from the dream if she accidentally did not.
She is going to finish this dream.
But she could hear her mother's sobs vaguely, which made her chest shrink slightly.
She was very scared, and everything in front of her gradually disappeared.
Soon, Mu Xin, who was lying on the hospital bed, opened her eyes and saw the two people standing in front of the bed hugging, one was crying and the other was comforting.
The cry was so real and sad.
"mom......"
Mu Xin's voice was low and dumb, as if she hadn't spoken for a long time. Because she lost her faith, she became weak and powerless.
Meng Lu's crying came to an abrupt end, her chest shrank slightly, and she turned her eyes 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 do you feel now?"
Mu Xin's dream came to an abrupt end, and in reality she was even more lost, and a glimmer of gloom flashed through her eyes.
"Has Mo Fan left?"
Mu Xin murmured, she clearly remembered the scene of Mo Fan taking Han Jiamei into the car and leaving, but she still hoped that a miracle would happen.
Menglu and Mu Zhenhua looked at each other and answered her in silence.
A bitter smile rose from the corner of Mu Xin's lips
"I dreamed that Mo Fan married me... so many guests came to send us blessings. I was wearing a white wedding dress, he was wearing a custom suit, and everyone was praising us for being awesome..."
"But... just as he was about to put a ring on me, I heard your crying, and then... the dream broke."
Mu Xin said sadly, every word and sentence was 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 have to break her.
"Baby, I'm sorry..." Meng Lu was very sad. She looked at her haggard daughter with tears in her eyes, "Do you know your condition?"
"Why should I hide such a big thing from me?" Mu Xin forced herself to smile, "It's only one month. I'll cherish it and fulfill my last wish, isn't it good?"
Menglu couldn't help but wipe her tears.
Mu Xin also shed tears of sadness and timidity, "Even Dr. Shen has no choice but to accept his fate."
She is still so young and doesn't want to die.
When she thought of death, she felt fear, fear, and was particularly reluctant to leave, and even her thoughts were confused.
Jiangcheng, evening.
After dinner, in the living room of Han’s villa.
Han Jiamei chatted with her mother and talked about Mu Xin.
"I've only been a month old. If she knew it myself, how helpless would be?" Pei Ying's eyebrows were tightly twisted, and she couldn't even think about it. "I'd be scared to death." This chapter has been completed!