"Old Qin!"
Tang Weimin hesitated for a moment, but called out to Qin Shicheng.
Qin Shicheng turned his head indifferently.
Facing Qin Shicheng's gaze, Tang Weimin lowered his head in shame.
"Lao Qin, I specially prepared a small rechargeable refrigerator. It's still hot outside, so it will thaw soon. Take it with you!"
Qin Shicheng glanced at Tang Weimin and nodded indifferently.
Finally he walked out carrying a small refrigerator.
When he passed by Tang Weimin, he glanced at him coldly and said, "Don't think that I can forgive you just because you did this."
Tang Weimin nodded bitterly, and watched Qin Shicheng and others leave. He suddenly staggered a few times, as if he had lost all his strength.
His face was full of guilt, helplessness, and helplessness.
"I have no choice... I have no choice."
"Everyone vents their anger on me, but they have people above them. What can a mere dean like me do? What can a mere dean like me do?"
"If I say one more word, they'll be able to jerk me off with just one word."
"I have devoted half my life to this hospital. If I get ripped off and let him take over, all my hard work will be ruined."
"The People's Hospital is ruined, it's changed..."
"This damn world......"
Tang Weimin sat down on a chair in the morgue, looking at the objects covered with white cloth on the tables not far away, feeling the extremely low temperature in the morgue.
He leaned weakly on the chair.
He unbuttoned a few buttons of his white coat.
He suddenly felt
It's even hotter here than outside...
It's too cold outside...
Chen Fan carried Erbao out of the hospital. Erbao's face scared many passers-by, and they avoided Chen Fan from a distance.
Walked into the sunshine,
When they got to the car, the frost on Erbao's body began to melt, and drops of water fell onto the road.
Qin Shicheng hurriedly carried the small refrigerator over.
"Chen Fan, Xiao Bai Luo, put the child inside and let the child leave with the best appearance."
Qin Shicheng suppressed the grief in his heart and spoke.
Chen Fan nodded slowly.
Then I put the second baby in the refrigerator.
"Erbao, don't be afraid of the cold or the dark, mom and dad are right next to you."
Chen Fan gently stroked Erbao's little head before closing the refrigerator.
boom!
The car headed towards the suburbs.
Three days later,
M County,
A public cemetery.
A newly built small grave mound rose from the ground, standing among the tombstones.
A small tombstone stands in front of the grave mound.
It is written on it,
Tomb of beloved son Chen Sile.
"Sile, mom and dad are leaving. Don't be afraid. Your grandparents and uncles are here to pick you up."
"Sile, in this life, Dad owes you."
"Mom and Dad, since you're down there, please take good care of your second grandson. I'm such an unfilial child!"
Chen Fan stood in front of the tombstone, muttering to himself.
It seems like there are endless words to say,
It's like an old father's advice to his child who is about to go on a long journey.
Bai Luo shed tears and kept throwing the items in his hands into the fire in front of the tombstone.
"Erbao, Mommy burned all the tiger-head hats, clothes, and pants for you, as well as all sorts of small toys... You're down there, so you must listen to your grandparents, okay?"
"Dad and Mom will come to see you often, and they will miss you too."
"Don't worry, Mom and Dad will never forget our second baby, our Chen Sile."
“............”
Chen Qingxuan squatted beside Bai Luo,
Without saying a word, he just kept burning paper money in the fire.
"younger brother............."
I don't know how long it took,
The sunset in the sky slowly disappeared behind the hillside, and the family snuggled up and slowly left.
In the desolate cemetery,
A small grave stood alone.
“Huh~~~”
Suddenly a cold wind blew, howling.
As if shouting: "Dad, Mom............."
The family returned to their small courtyard in the suburbs.
Bai Luo is holding Dabao.
Chen Fan was cooking in the kitchen while Chen Qingxuan was sitting at the door, her chin supported by her hands and her eyes staring into the distance in a trance.
She is six years old.
The man she had always been worried about when she was little was clearly in the room.
But,
She is still waiting, waiting for what?
He doesn’t know either!
"Xuanxuan, it's time to eat!"
Chen Fan, wearing an apron, stood at the door and called softly towards the yard.
"Here comes Dad!"
Chen Qingxuan came back to her senses and replied,
Walk into the room,
She went to the kitchen to help get the dishes and serve the food.
The family sat around the table,
The atmosphere seemed a little heavy.
"Bai Luo, this is the pigeon soup I specially stewed for you. Drink more, it's good for your health..."
"good!"
Bai Luo took the soup from Chen Fansheng and took a sip.
“It’s delicious!”
Bai Luo smiled.
Chen Fan also forced a smile.
Chen Qingxuan lowered her head and ate her rice. She shoveled half of the rice in the bowl into her mouth and put the bowl down.
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