How could it be him?
Tang Junhe frowned in surprise.
The man obviously couldn't see him, which gave Tang Junhe the opportunity to look at his appearance without any scruples.
The man's facial features gradually became clear, making Tang Junhe more certain that this was exactly his own appearance, only a little older, with cold and hard eyebrows, appearing more serious.
The man's eyes were red and bloodshot, his face was extremely haggard, and the dark circles under his eyes were almost falling to the ground. It seemed as if he had not slept for a long time.
He is truly himself.
This realization made Tang Junhe feel a little uncomfortable, especially when he saw himself become like this, it made him feel weird and he couldn't describe the feeling.
After a while, the young man and the young woman came back.
The young man had obviously adjusted his mood. Although his face was still full of resentment, he did not rush in and attack "himself" directly as he did before.
The atmosphere in the ward was depressing.
The young woman held the young man's hand tightly, fearing that he would do something out of emotion again.
Tang Junhe fixed his gaze on the young man's face. Although he couldn't see his appearance clearly, Tang Junhe had a vague strange premonition.
He just thought that this young man was his and Song Zhi's child.
As soon as this thought came to mind, Tang Junhe's breathing stopped for a moment.
At this time, the young woman was heard saying to the young man.
"Qingbai, this was an accident. No one wants this to happen. Don't be angry anymore."
The young man pursed his lips and stood there without saying a word.
"Qingbai, Qingbai." Tang Junhe silently repeated the name twice. Isn't this the name of Song Zhi's adopted son?
Realizing this, his gaze fell on the young man again. This time, the mist covering his face gradually dissipated, revealing his facial features.
Tang Junhe looked at the face that was about 60% similar to his own, and was shocked beyond words.
This face alone is enough to prove the kinship between them.
Just at this moment.
The heart rate monitor beside the bed suddenly sounded an alarm.
After a long "beep", Song Zhi's heart stopped beating.
The fluctuating heart rate graph on the heart rate monitor turned into a straight line.
The people in the ward were suddenly in chaos.
"mom!"
Tang Qingbai's eyes instantly turned red, and he rushed towards Song Zhi, calling her loudly.
"Mom, wake up quickly and don't scare me!"
The elderly Tang Junhe also rushed to the bed in panic, calling Song Zhi's name.
"Song Zhi!"
The same is true for young women.
The ward was instantly filled with the sobbing sounds of several people.
Doctors and nurses rushed over and quickly drove these emotionally out-of-control family members out of the ward.
"Family members please leave first. We need to perform emergency treatment on the patient. Family members please do not interfere with the rescue."
The door of the ward was slammed shut from the inside, and the ward was filled with the beeping sounds of various medical devices.
The doctor looked serious and checked Song Zhi's breathing and pupils. Seeing that she had almost no vital signs, he immediately asked the nurse to bring a defibrillator.
Outside the ward, everyone was waiting anxiously.
Tang Qingbai paced back and forth at the door anxiously, and the young woman kept comforting him.
"It'll be fine, don't worry."
But at this moment, he couldn't listen.
"Tang Junhe" also clenched his fists tightly, stood at the door without saying a word, his eyes fixed on the ward door, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a statue.
People were coming and going in the corridor, but this area was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
As if he had a premonition, Tang Junhe became inexplicably nervous. His palms were gradually soaked with sticky sweat, his heart was inexplicably panicked, and even his breathing became a little tight.
It was clearly just a dream, so why did he feel as if he were there?
Time passes by every second.
Everyone was waiting anxiously.
After an unknown amount of time, the ward door was opened from the inside.
A doctor in a white coat came out first. He looked at the family members with an apologetic look on his face and said with great regret, "The rescue failed. The patient has no vital signs. The family members are in deep sorrow."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zhi was pushed out of the ward by the nurse, and her whole body was covered with a white sheet.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew, lifting up a corner and revealing a gray face.
Her face was pale, and her eye sockets were sunken and her cheekbones were prominent due to her excessive thinness. At this moment, her eyes were closed and she was not breathing.
Tang Junhe's heart suddenly tightened, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he only watched as the other self and Tang Qingbai hurriedly surrounded them.
"Song Zhi!"
"mom!"
Song Zhi was hugged tightly by the two men and shaken a few times, but she didn't react at all. Her hands slipped from her abdomen and drooped weakly on the side of the bed.
This scene made Tang Junhe's eyes hurt.
I saw that the other self and Tang Qingbai were suddenly stunned. They clung to the bed tightly, as if they had a tacit understanding. They suddenly turned around and held the nurse and doctor beside them tightly.
"Doctor, please save her. She will definitely survive. Please save her quickly!"
"Please, doctor, save my mother, please."
The hospital sees separations and deaths every day, and the doctor has become somewhat numb to such scenes. However, seeing their grief-stricken expressions, his expression is still somewhat moved.
"I'm so sorry, we've tried our best. Her organs are all dislocated from the car accident. It's a miracle that she's still here..."
Upon hearing this, "Tang Junhe"'s eyes turned black, and all the strength in his body seemed to be drained away in an instant, and he suddenly fell to the ground exhausted.
"What are you trying to do? My mother hasn't even attended my wedding yet. You have to save her! Please save her!"
Tang Qingbai was even more shocked, and he shouted at the doctor excitedly.
The young woman's face suddenly changed. She apologized to the doctor with great apology and tried her best to hold him back.
"Qingbai, calm down. The doctors have done their best. You, you have to accept reality. Mommy in heaven definitely wouldn't want to see you like this. Just let Mommy rest in peace, okay?"
Ever since Song Zhi got into trouble, Tang Qingbai couldn't accept it and her emotions were out of control, which made her exhausted. She had no choice but to pull him aside and persuade him.
I don’t know which sentence touched Tang Qingbai, but he suddenly stopped struggling and sat down on the ground dejectedly.
When the young woman squatted down to comfort him, she saw that he was already in tears.
Even though "Tang Junhe" and Tang Qingbai were unwilling to accept it, Song Zhi left completely.
She was cremated that afternoon.
When Tang Qingbai came out of the crematorium holding a small box, he felt as if he was about to break apart.
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