Chapter 979 How many girls will be heartbroken when they grow up
Just when I was relieved about the success of Fang Dongmei's undercover operation, another piece of news made my heart sink to the bottom.
In the early hours of the morning, my cell phone suddenly started vibrating wildly, which was particularly thrilling in the quiet night.
Xiao Shiqiu woke up before me, and then he shook me awake, "Baby, it's Ming Chenggang calling."
"Who?" I rubbed my eyes dazedly. "Gangzi?"
When I came to my senses, I was suddenly awakened. Ming Chenggang called at this time. It couldn't be that he wanted to chat with me. There must be an emergency in the hospital!
I hurriedly answered the phone, my heart pounding: "Gangzi, what happened?"
Ming Chenggang's voice was a little hoarse, and his tone was more serious than ever before, "Mengmeng, Xiaoxuan is dying. Can you come over now?"
As expected, even though I had been prepared for this moment, my head still buzzed when I heard it, and I was a little overwhelmed. I subconsciously replied, "Okay, I'll be right there."
After hanging up the phone, I turned to look at Xiao Shiqiu. He had already stood up and put on his clothes. "Let's pack up and leave."
I didn't care about anything else at this time. I just washed up quickly and went out.
Xiao Shiqiu asked Xiao Yang to take his car for maintenance. He opened the driver's door of my Panamera and almost squeezed in.
He adjusted his seat while muttering, "Baby, are you driving while holding the steering wheel?"
But my mind was full of the thought of the dying child, and I was so upset sitting in the passenger seat that I had no intention of paying any attention to him.
Seeing that I ignored him, he didn't say anything else, but just gently reminded me to fasten my seat belt.
I don't know how to face this brother on his deathbed, this brother I've never acknowledged to anyone, but all I can think about now is: Is he in pain? Is he afraid?
He is just a child, why should he face all this? There was even a moment when I thought that I would be willing to give up a kidney to save him.
My thumb unconsciously pinched my index finger. A large hand covered mine and patted it twice. "Don't overthink it. There are always things in this world that we can't do anything about. You've done your best to help him realize his last wish. I don't think the child will have too many regrets."
His words unexpectedly calmed me down.
The hospital corridor in the early morning was so quiet that you could almost hear your own heartbeat.
As soon as I got out of the elevator, I almost ran towards the ward.
The moment I pushed open the door, I saw Xia Yixuan lying there, his thin body sunk in the white bedding, looking so small.
He had a transparent oxygen mask on his face and each breath he took was very weak.
His eyes were half open, his gaze was unfocused and out of focus, and only the very faint rise and fall of his chest proved that he was still alive.
My father was lying on the hospital bed next to me. He didn't sit up, but just turned his head hard and stared at his son on the bed without blinking, as if he wanted to engrave the child's appearance in his heart.
He didn't make any sound, his eyes were sad, and one side of the pillow was wet with tears.
Ming Chenggang and a young nurse were standing at the end of the bed. Their eyes were red, and it was obvious that they had been crying.
Seeing us come in, he simply nodded slightly and whispered to me, "The situation is very bad...he's in and out of consciousness...he may not make it to daybreak."
After thinking for a moment, she added, "I didn't inform your mother."
We all knew it, but my mother's identity was embarrassing, so Ming Chenggang naturally didn't inform her.
Xiao Shiqiu patted my shoulder gently, gave me a silent look of support, then quietly retreated to the wall and found a chair to sit down, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible and leave space for us.
I took a deep breath, walked to the bed, and sat down gently beside it.
His little hands were exposed outside the quilt, frighteningly cold, with instruments clamped between his fingers.
I carefully held the cold little hand, and his hand moved slightly in my palm.
"Xiaoxuan..." My voice trembled a little, and I tried to speak as gently as possible, "Sister is here, sister is here to see you."
His eyes rolled and looked at me, his lips moving but no sound came out.
"Xiaoxuan, your sister and father will accompany you tonight." I continued, speaking very slowly, "You are a very, very brave child. Really, your sister admires you very much.
Look, Doctor Ming said that you never cry when you get an injection and you take your medicine obediently every day. She has never seen such a great little man like you..."
I didn't know what to say, but I felt I should talk to him, to cheer him up and let him know that he was not alone.
His eyes seemed to light up for a moment, and he looked at me steadily. Then, I saw his hand, which was not held by me, reaching for the oxygen mask on his face. His lips moved, as if he wanted to take it off.
"Xiaoxuan, what do you want to say?" My voice tightened, and somewhere in my heart was gripped hard.
Maybe... this is the last thing he wants to say? I hesitated whether to take off the mask and looked at Ming Chenggang. She nodded gently, and I no longer hesitated to take off the mask for him.
Xia Yixuan smiled. Although he was very thin, his pale face was still very beautiful. I heard the nurse behind him choked up and whispered, "What a beautiful child! What a pity! My heart is almost broken."
Ming Chenggang also wiped his tears and said, "Yes, my heart is about to break.
When he grows up, he will definitely break more girls’ hearts.”
I no longer have the energy to argue with her about her pitiful emotional intelligence.
Xia Yixuan seemed to be more energetic now, with a blush on his face. He held my hand and said coquettishly, "Sister, this is the first time you come to accompany me at night."
This sentence made me feel so guilty. Yes, it has been several days. Why couldn't I come to accompany him earlier?
I forced a smile and said, "Yeah, I was a little busy before, but today I finally had some time, so I rushed over to see you. Dad and I love you very much."
It turns out that saying the word "love" to him is not as difficult as I thought.
I heard my dad whimpering softly, then quickly holding it back.
Xia Yixuan nodded seriously, looking at me with curved eyes, "I know, it's all my fault that Dad didn't tell me I had such a good sister before. Otherwise, I can't imagine how happy I would be."
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