"I promise you!" Han Jiamei helped her up, "I will talk to Mo Fan again about this, but I can't help him if he doesn't agree. I just try my best to persuade him."
"Okay..." Meng Lu wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and was full of gratitude for her.
After a while, Mo Fan came out and Meng Lu and Han Jiamei who were walking towards the ward saw him at a glance.
Meng Lu turned her eyes to look at Jiamei, then accelerated her pace forward, paused again beside Mo Fan, and soon walked straight towards the ward.
Mo Fan's eyes always fell on Jiamei and took steps towards her.
"How is she?" Han Jiamei asked softly, not going in to see her yet.
"I coughed up blood again just now." Mo Fan and she walked in the corridor and headed towards the terrace. "She was in a very bad condition and she was very scared."
Han Jiamei put herself in her shoes last night and thought about the feeling of being close to death.
"Of course I'll be afraid... If it were me, I might have been in vain." Jiamei held her hands together, lowered her eyes and sighed, "If she didn't know, at least she wouldn't be afraid of this kind of fear.
Wrapped."
"Yes, she is still so young." Mo Fan also sighed, "I must have many unfulfilled wishes."
Han Jiamei turned her eyes and said, "Her greatest wish is to marry you."
On the terrace, Mo Fan also stopped and turned his eyes to meet her gaze, "..."
"So, can you marry her?" Han Jiamei was not sad at all, "Just treat it as a formality and let her put on a wedding dress in her lifetime? Marrying her beloved man will not be in vain in this life.
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"Han Jiamei, are you sick?"
This topic was raised again, and Mo Fan was a little annoyed.
Not far behind him, the pale Mu Xin stood still in her blue and white striped hospital uniform and clearly heard the conversation they had just now.
Mo Fan's attitude scared Han Jiamei. She bravely faced his eyes, "Why are you so fierce?"
"Do you love me?" Mo Fan was still annoyed, "I kept asking me to marry someone else. Are you having any brain problems? I promised to come and accompany her. I am willing to do something within my ability, but I am not a god!"
"..." Jiamei looked at him angry and thought from his perspective.
This silence made Mo Fan calmer, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you." He reached out and picked up her little face and rubbed it with love.
"Do you know what it feels like if a person leaves this world with regret?" Jiamei couldn't hide his sadness. "We often say that doing good deeds and helping a dying person fulfill his wish is not a good deed?
?”
Mo Fan was in a serious mood. He had not thought about this matter carefully, so there was no answer.
"Jiamei."
A pale and powerless voice floated into the eardrums of the two.
Han Jiamei and Mo Fan looked up and saw Mu Xin standing by the corner in a daze. Both of them were stunned, and then they were embarrassed.
"Mu Xin, why are you coming out?" Jiamei was instinctively concerned, "You should rest in bed."
Mu Xin looked at her, then slowly turned her eyes on Mo Fan, "I'll come out to find him, the man I'm thinking about day and night..."
Mo Fan withdrew his gaze, took Han Jiamei's hand, and expressed his attitude with his actions.
Mu Xin noticed this detail, and her lips raised lightly, and she once again looked at his face, "Mo Fan, do you know? My greatest wish in my life is to put on a wedding dress for you."
"Mu Xin..."
"Don't interrupt, listen to me first." As he said that, Mu Xin coughed a few more times, and then continued
"Can watch you get married and watch you walk on the red carpet with your beloved girl."
"Watch you make promises before God, watch you exchange rings..."
"That is also a testimony of happiness for me."
Mu Xin's lips are like trembling leaves in the autumn wind. She said, "I can't bring you happiness. Even if you love me, I don't have time... So, I want to participate before leaving.
You and Jiamei's wedding, you can get married." This chapter has been completed!