That evening, unable to stay awake any longer, He Meng and Zhao Weiguo went to the guesthouse to rest.
Only Lin Xiaoxiao stayed by Qin Yushen's side in the ward. Looking at his increasingly pale face, she murmured, "A good person like you should live to be a hundred."
From the moment they got married, she always remembered how good Qin Yushen was to her, and their relationship gradually warmed up from her initial attraction to his looks.
She had made up her mind to spend the rest of her life with him.
But the unexpected always happens before the future.
"What should I do? I can't bear to see you die." In the ward, only a small lamp was left on. The light was warm, but Lin Xiaoxiao felt a chill in her heart.
Having experienced the apocalypse, I thought I had become accustomed to life, death, and separation.
But when it actually happened to someone close to her, she couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.
“…Xiao Xiao.” The voice was extremely hoarse, so soft that it was almost inaudible.
Lin Xiaoxiao thought she was hallucinating and looked up at Qin Yushen.
The eyes, which should have been tightly closed, were now open, and a slight flush appeared on the otherwise cool face.
She was overjoyed. "I'll go get the doctor."
After saying that, she ran to call the doctor before he could react.
The doctor thought Qin Yushen's condition had improved, but after a series of examinations, he shook his head regretfully and said nothing.
Lin Xiaoxiao's expectant expression froze.
After the doctor left, Lin Xiaoxiao rushed to the bedside, "No, it can't be."
"Don't be sad." Qin Yushen used all his strength to raise his hand and touch her face. "I was mentally prepared when I embarked on this path."
You know your own body better than anyone.
He knew his days were numbered.
The pain emanating from his entire body and internal organs almost numbed him.
His usually cold and aloof gaze, when he wasn't smiling, now held a tenderness as he looked at Lin Xiaoxiao.
"I didn't have much attachment to this world before, and I wouldn't have any regrets even if I died."
"But now... I'm a little reluctant to part with you."
He couldn't quite put his finger on what he was reluctant to part with.
All he knew was that Lin Xiaoxiao was the first person to tell him that it wasn't his fault for disliking his parents.
When he was unhappy because of He Meng's favoritism, she was the first person to stand up for him.
The way he fought so fiercely was just like a warrior.
He has never had a preference for such things since childhood.
But he felt it in Lin Xiaoxiao.
"I can't bear to part with you either." Lin Xiaoxiao grabbed his hand, pressed it against her face, and felt a lump in her throat.
Qin Yu coughed deeply, his throat moved slightly, and the taste of rust spread in his mouth.
He swallowed his words without batting an eye, then smiled at Lin Xiaoxiao, "I have a good brother named Han Xiu, who is also Han Ling's older brother. If you ever have any trouble, just go to him. Also, I own five courtyard houses in Beijing; the keys and property deeds are..."
He paused for a moment, glancing at the door.
Lin Xiaoxiao understood and leaned closer to listen.
He whispered his last wishes in her ear, "...Remember these places. Everything I own is left to you."
After saying that, he slowly closed his eyes.
Before closing his eyes completely, he looked at her with lingering affection, a mixture of reluctance, sadness, and relief.
What's making you sad?
Sadly, from that moment on, he and she were separated by death.
It was also sad that his parents were not present when he died.
It's possible that before a person dies, their entire life will flash before their eyes.
He watched his younger self constantly crave his parents' love and care, and after being hurt time and time again, he began to build high walls in his heart, trying to make himself indestructible.
I later learned that what makes humans human is their capacity for emotions, which distinguishes them from animals...
It was only then that he realized he was still the child who longed for love.
It has never changed.
Feeling his body grow colder and his pupils dilate, Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but let the tears well up in her eyes fall.
She finally took out the red pill.
As his heartbeat stopped completely, they frantically shoved it into his mouth, saying, "Swallow it, swallow it quickly."
After a long while, she collapsed to the ground, tightly holding his hand, feeling his body temperature rise strangely.
She murmured, "You'll be alright, won't you?"
"I trust you......."
He Meng and Zhao Weiguo rested at the guesthouse for a night and felt much better.
Upon arriving at the hospital, they were informed that Qin Yushen had developed a high fever, reaching 45 degrees Celsius.
This temperature is unbearable for humans; even if someone were lucky enough to wake up, they would become mentally impaired.
"How did you take care of Yu Shen last night?" In He Meng's heart, Qin Yu Shen was a cripple even if he didn't die, and she felt a strange sense of guilt.
To deflect her guilt, she turned her anger towards Lin Xiaoxiao.
Lin Xiaoxiao was never one to indulge her. "Your son almost died last night, did you know that? Oh, you didn't know, you were sleeping soundly at the guesthouse at the time."
"Anyone who doesn't know better might think you care a lot about Qin Yushen, but you know exactly what kind of person you are."
"If someone told you right now that your beloved youngest son, Zhao Yu, isn't eating or dressing well in the army, you'd probably immediately forget about Qin Yushen and rush back to cook for Zhao Yu."
The film ruthlessly exposes He Meng's biased nature.
Enraged that she had been called out, He Meng retorted, "I'm his mother, what right do you have to talk to me like that?"
Lin Xiaoxiao: "Just because I didn't eat a single bite of your food."
He Meng: "You..."
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