Chapter 980 The world, at this moment, seems to be frozen
I almost cried. Ming Chenggang was right. Such a handsome brother who is so good at coaxing people will break the hearts of many girls when he grows up.
I suddenly realized that every time I came to see him, I just sat on the side and talked to him, or at most just held his hand.
I never hugged him.
A strange feeling surged in my heart. I didn't want to figure out what kind of feeling it was. I followed my heart, bent down and gently hugged him. He was so thin and light as a feather. His whole body stiffened, obviously not expecting me to hug him.
But I soon felt his response, and his cold little hand slowly rested on my back.
He whispered in my ear, "Sister, tell my mother for me that I'm going to change my body and come back to see her..."
I unconsciously held his arms tighter, until I heard Xia Yixuan's breathing become rapid, then I hurriedly let go.
He still had an innocent smile on his face. I held his hand and didn't dare let go, as if he would float away if I let go.
He said to me in a smaller voice: "Sister, you must remember me."
"Okay, I will never forget you." This is what I really think. How could I forget this scene?
I forced a smile and acted nonchalant to distract him. "Why don't you tell Dad to forget you? Do you think your sister's memory isn't good enough?"
"Dad will never forget me." He smiled mischievously, "He has been my dad for so long, but you have only been my sister for a few days."
Yes, I was only your sister for a few days, but even so, I can’t bear to forget you.
He suddenly said in a very small voice: "Sister, I'm so tired, I want to sleep for a while..."
"Okay, then you sleep for a while, I'll stay by your side." I let go of his hand and helped him pull up the quilt. Just as I was about to put the oxygen mask on him again, I suddenly heard a shrill beep from the machine next to him - 'Beep----'
My hands froze and I subconsciously looked at the screen next to me. A horizontal line appeared on it without any ups and downs!
In the end, he never lived to see the sun rise on the day he turned twelve.
"Xiaoxuan!" My dad finally burst into tears, trying to turn sideways and reach out to Xia Yixuan, "Dad is sorry for you! It's Dad who is useless! Dad is useless..."
The young nurse wiped her tears and ran to the side to remind him: "Uncle, you can't move now!"
It was the first time I watched a life disappear before my eyes. My hand holding the oxygen mask stayed in mid-air for a long time without letting go.
The world, at this moment, seemed to freeze.
I don’t know how long it was before a pair of big hands touched my shoulders and I came to my senses. I looked back and saw Xiao Shiqiu standing next to me.
He took my hand and patted it, "Let your brother change his clothes."
"What?" I looked up at him subconsciously.
"Ask them to change your brother's clothes." Xiao Shiqiu pointed at the two young men standing at the door. "They are responsible for these funeral arrangements."
It was unknown when Xiao Shiqiu called these two people over.
Then I realized that I had not made any preparations for Xia Yixuan's funeral, and had never even thought about it.
Normally, children like him should have their parents help change their clothes, but in his situation, he can only ask outsiders for help.
I stood up and made way for the sick man, letting the two young men come over to change Xia Yixuan's clothes. I couldn't help but remind them, "Be gentle. He's too thin. I'm afraid he'll get hurt if he bumps into something."
They were stunned for a moment, but still nodded respectfully.
I turned around numbly and saw Ming Chenggang crying breathlessly. I was about to comfort her, but she hugged me and said, "Mengmeng, I really want to save him. I really want to. He is so small and so beautiful..."
The young nurse next to him originally handed my father a pack of tissues, glanced at Ming Chenggang, took back the tissues, took out a few and stuffed them into my father's hand, and stuffed the rest into Ming Chenggang's hand.
"Doctor Ming!"
We looked up at the door at the same time. Su Yi was standing at the door without us noticing. He was still wearing the same neat white coat with his hands in his pockets.
His gaze swept calmly over Xia Yixuan, who had stopped breathing on the hospital bed, and fixed on Ming Chenggang's face, which was almost as red as a cat in tears.
His voice was not loud, but clear and calm. "If you cry like this for every patient you send away—"
He paused slightly, his eyes showing no emotion, only a coldness that was almost cruel.
"—Then you might not live to see thirty." His tone was as flat as if he were stating a common physiological fact. "Your heart can't handle it, and neither can your mind."
He paused and added, "Your sadness won't change the outcome; it will only consume you. Doctor, learn to isolate your emotions."
Learn from my sister-in-law and calm down!"
These words were like a bucket of cold water poured over my head.
Ming Chenggang's crying stopped abruptly, and he looked at Su Yi in disbelief.
Su Yi simply glanced at her indifferently for two seconds, then said no more. He nodded to Xiao Shiqiu and me as a greeting, and then told the nurse, "Transfer the patient's body after daybreak."
After saying that, he turned and left, the hem of his white coat drawing a neat arc, leaving behind a cold back.
This successfully stopped Ming Chenggang from crying. He just sobbed and complained to me quietly: "This guy is just an emotionless work machine!"
Although Su Yi's words seemed a bit cruel, I knew he was right. A doctor has to face too many such situations in his career.
"Gangzi, Su Yi is right. You should go and have some rest. I will stay here with him until dawn."
After dawn, people from the funeral home came to take Xia Yixuan away.
I was a little confused as I watched them put his small body on the cart and put it into the elevator.
My dad was lying in bed, unable to move, and couldn't handle these things at all.
My mother... forget it, this has nothing to do with her.
I looked around and my eyes finally fell on Xiao Shiqiu. He was whispering something to Xiao Yang who had just arrived.
I walked over and pulled his sleeve: "Honey, what should I do next? I can't rely on my dad in this state."
"What do you want to rely on your dad for?" My mother just came out of the elevator.
I looked at my mother and pouted, "Mom, Xiaoxuan is gone, someone has to help with his funeral."
My mother was silent for a long moment before she said, "As the older sister, you should pay more attention to the child. That child is pitiful, and his parents can't rely on him." After saying that, she turned and was about to leave, but stopped after taking two steps. "If you need my help, just tell me. I'll go see if your father is still alive."
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