Zhao Xian was completely immersed in her own grief at this time, and she couldn't hear a word I said.

She cried bitterly and angrily, her shoulders shaking with her sobs. She kept muttering, "How could he die? He said he would be by my side and take care of me for the rest of my life..."

In the past, Zhao Xian always ordered Lu Jing around, and it seemed that Lu Jing was always being bullied.

But now that Lu Jing has passed away, and seeing Zhao Xian's painful expression, I finally understand how deep the feelings between them were.

Zhao Xian's sobbing voice became lower. I came to my senses and saw that she was clutching the collar of her clothes at her chest and her breathing began to become difficult.

"Mom?!" I was anxious and blurted out out of habit.

Zhao Xian's body went limp and she suddenly fainted in my arms.

I was startled and shouted frantically, "Come get a doctor! Someone has fainted!"

As I shouted, doctors and nurses came running over one after another and hurriedly sent Zhao Xian to the nearest ward for examination.

I wandered anxiously outside the ward, fearing that something might happen to Zhao Xian.

No matter what she did to hurt me before, she is Lu Zhiyuan's mother after all.

Now that Lu Jing has passed away, it has been a heavy blow to Lu Zhiyuan. If anything happens to Zhao Xian again, Lu Zhiyuan's spirit will completely collapse and he will not be able to bear it.

I was feeling anxious when the doctor came out of the ward. I immediately went up to him and asked, "Doctor, how is she?"

"I fainted due to a moment of excessive emotion. My blood pressure is a little high, but it's no big deal."

I finally breathed a sigh of relief and thanked the doctor again and again.

Seeing Zhao Xian sleeping peacefully, I felt relieved and went to find Lu Zhiyuan.

I walked to the door of Lu Jing's ward, thinking of Lu Zhiyuan, and my heart trembled slightly.

Lu Jing's body must have been horrifying. It must have been hard for Lu Zhiyuan to accept seeing his father become like that.

I rubbed my fingers, reached out for the door handle, pushed the door open and walked in, wanting to give Lu Zhiyuan some comfort.

But the ward was empty, with only the body covered with a white cloth on the bed. Lu Zhiyuan was not there.

I was startled and couldn't help but worry about Lu Zhiyuan.

The person under the white cloth should be the deceased Lu Jing.

I took two steps forward and felt a dull pain in my chest. In the end, I didn't have the courage to look at him for the last time.

How could such a good person suddenly become like this?

I left the ward, leaned against the door, gasped for breath, and called Lu Zhiyuan.

I called three times in a row, but no one answered.

I started to panic and turned my phone to ringtone in case I couldn't hear Lu Zhiyuan call back.

Although I believe he won't do anything stupid, he has just seen Lu Jing's body, and I'm afraid he can't bear it and will be on the verge of collapse.

But he doesn't answer the phone, so even if I want to find him, there's nowhere to go.

Zhao Xian might wake up at any time, I just thought Lu Zhiyuan needed some space to calm down.

Although worried, he still returned to Zhao Xian's ward to take care of her.

About an hour later, the door of Zhao Xian's ward was pushed open. I subconsciously turned back to look at the door and was surprised to see Lu Zhiyuan.

He looked haggard and his eyes were dim as he walked in slowly.

"Is my mother okay?" he asked softly, his voice a little hoarse.

I stood up and comforted him: "It's just that he was too emotional, it's nothing serious."

"Yeah." Lu Zhiyuan responded softly and stood beside the bed. "It's better for her to sleep so she doesn't suffer. This is indeed a hard blow for her to accept."