Rich lady, please go away, I am rich

It was already late at night, and apart from the occasional movement of the nurses in the corridor, the hospital was eerily silent.

Zhen Qiang looked at his father lying motionless on the hospital bed, holding his veined hand, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

"Maybe it wouldn't have happened if I had called him sooner."

In addition to being angry at the drunk driver, Zhen Qiang was also full of self-blame.

"Zhen Qiang, the best doctor and the best equipment are already on their way. As soon as the sun breaks, you can operate on Uncle. Don't worry." Chu Tian patted Zhen Qiang on the shoulder lightly.

Zhen Qiang is the only one who can make Chu Tian so caring.

This young man with a net worth of trillions has been by Zhen Qiang's side all the time, not to mention sleeping and resting, he didn't even hit him when he fell asleep.

"Thank you, Chu Tian."

"We don't need to be so polite!"

Time passed by every minute and every second, and in at most one hour, Chu Tian's private jet could arrive at the airport with the doctor and equipment.

Seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming, the small counties in the north have already started to be lively.

Before dawn, pedestrians and carts began to appear on the street, which were stalls for the morning market.

At some point, light snow began to float in the sky. Through the window of the hospital ward, one could see the snowflakes appear crystal clear under the illumination of the street lamps.

"If uncle's operation goes well this time, when he recovers, you can take uncle with you and return to America with me." Chu Tian stood in front of the window, standing side by side with Zhen Qiang.

The burden of staying up late is nothing to Chu Tian. In fact, he has found the answer he wanted after returning to China, and his mentality is also a little tired.

"It's time to change the environment." Zhen Qiang's red eyes were slightly dry, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and looked out of the window surprisingly.

"Chu Tian, ​​did you see it?" Zhen Qiang asked loudly.

"What did you see?" Chu Tianben was standing in front of the window, there was nothing outside except for a few passers-by pushing their carts, leaving hurried figures behind.

"Under the street lamp!" Zhen Qiang said again.

But from Chu Tian's point of view, there was nothing under the street lamp.

"Zhen Qiang, you should take a break." Chu Tian felt that Zhen Qiang was too tired, and coupled with the constant tears, there must be something wrong with his eyes.

"You really didn't see it?" Zhen Qiang was sure that he saw two figures, they were holding hands, standing under the streetlight.

While Zhen Qiang was looking at them, they were also looking at Zhen Qiang, and the two figures were waving to Zhen Qiang at the same time.

The drifting snowflakes covered the halo of the street lamps, Zhen Qiang couldn't distinguish the face of the other party, but why couldn't Chu Tian see such two obvious people?

Could it be that my eyes are dazzled?
Zhen Qiang rubbed his dry eyes vigorously, then looked out the window, there was indeed nothing under the street lamp.

Zhen Qiang smiled wryly, maybe someone was passing by there, saying hello to his friends.

At this moment, a rapid alarm sounded, and Zhen Qiang's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Something happened to his father, Zhen Qiang only had this thought at the moment.

Zhen Qiang threw himself on the bed, calling for his father loudly.Chu Tian had quick hands and quick eyes, and quickly pressed the pager.

Due to Chu Tian's previous arrangement, the hospital specially sent doctors and nurses to take care of this ward at any time.

Soon, doctors and nurses rushed in.

"Give way! Make way!" The nurse pulled Zhen Qiang away with great effort.

"Doctor, doctor, you must save my father!"

"Zhen Qiang, come out with me first."

After a burst of chaos in the ward, Zhen Qiang could only wait for the news quietly through the door glass, praying in his heart.

The rapid alarm sound just now was the alarm sound of the heart monitor, and Father Zhen lost his heartbeat.

"It must be saved. It must be saved." Zhen Qiang muttered to himself.

Every move of the doctor in the ward is in Zhen Qiang's sight.

After four to ten minutes, the doctor finally stopped the instrument in his hand, "The pupils have dilated, it's not enough. The time of death of the patient is 10:1 am on January 23. Let the family members come in."

Without waiting for the doctor to shout, Zhen Qiang had already pushed the door open, "Why stop? Why don't you continue! Why!!!"

"You tell me why? Why!!!"

"My father is still saved, hurry up! Can't stop, can't stop!"

Zhen Qiang seemed to be crazy, grabbed the equipment next to him, and kept stuffing it to the doctors and nurses next to him.

"I'm really sorry."

Doctors have long been used to life and death, but every time they face such a situation, they still feel very worried.

The instrument in Zhen Qiang's hand fell to the ground, staring blankly at his father who had lost his heartbeat, unable to utter a word.

At this moment, Zhen Qiang thought a lot. His father had never enjoyed a blessing in his life. Now that he is prosperous, his father is gone.

The heart-piercing pain and endless regret that the son wanted to be filial but the relative was not there made Zhen Qiang unable to extricate himself for a long time.

"Don't touch him!" Zhen Qiang roared suddenly, the nurse stopped in fright.

"Go out first, you don't need to participate in the follow-up matters."

As soon as Chu Tian waved his hand, the people beside him took the doctors and nurses away.

Zhen Qiang held his father's hand, and could even feel the body temperature, as if his father had just fallen asleep, but the only body temperature was slowly passing away.

"Uncle passed away without pain, and with a smile on his face, there should be no regrets."

As soon as Chu Tian opened his mouth, Zhen Qiang suddenly realized that his father seemed to be really smiling.

Zhen Qiang suddenly realized something, turned around and rushed to the window, trying to look for those two figures again, but unfortunately they had already disappeared.

"Mom, are you here to pick up Dad? Why are you so cruel and don't let him stay with me. "

Zhen Qiang's already blurred memory finally recalled that one of those two figures seemed to be his mother.

When he was ten years old, his mother passed away, and his father, dragging a broken leg, worked hard to bring him up.When my father is at home on weekdays, the two things he likes to do the most are to look through my mother's diary after drinking. It seems that only by doing this can I feel my mother's presence again.

"Zhen Qiang, you still have me, I will always be by your side."

Chu Tian seemed to be infected by Zhen Qiang's emotions, he who never shed tears, actually had tears in his eyes.

After a while, Zhen Qiang turned around, glanced at his father, then turned to Chu Tian, ​​"Chu Tian, ​​I want that person to die!"

"I see, leave it to me."

Zhen Qiang gritted his teeth while Chu Tian replied calmly.

The longer the two are together, the more tacit understanding they become, and many things don't need to be said too clearly.