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Duan Qianyang fell silent again after hearing the doctor's words. The doctor waited for a while, thinking that he needed time to digest, and then walked away.

Duan Qianyang didn't know how long he stood in the corridor. Anyway, his legs were a little numb. It wasn't until Duan Qirui came to his side that he came back to his senses.

Duan Qianyang looked at the uppers of his shoes that were stained with blood. There were still blood stains on them, which should have been stained when they sent Mr. Duan here. However, he didn't have time to wash them at this time, so he could only endure it like this.

He took Duan Qirui out of the corridor and outside the hospital gate: "Why did Dad go to the second floor?"

"I don't know." This is what Duan Qirui can't figure out. Mr. Duan didn't go to the second floor when his legs and feet were still good. Why would he go to the second floor now that he is in a wheelchair?

"Besides you, who else was at home when the accident happened?"

"Thinking about books, every year." Duan Qirui replied.

"What was Nian Nian doing at that time?"

Duan Qirui tried hard to recall, but couldn't remember: "There were too many people at that time, so I don't remember."

He raised his head and looked at Duan Qianyang in confusion: "Brother, why are you asking this?"

Duan Qianyang didn't answer anything, just patted him on the shoulder and went to the ward.

In the ward, Duan Sishu was still crying, Duan Xin was standing on the other side, his expression a little sad, but not to the point of crying, and Feng Niannian was standing far away from the window, always lowering his head. , her eyelids drooped, making it difficult to see her emotions clearly.

When Duan Qianyang entered the door, his eyes stopped on her several times. Feng Niannian may have felt it, so he raised his head and looked over.

Eyes facing each other.

A look with scrutiny.

Her eyes were extremely cold, without any emotion, as if the person lying in the hospital bed had no relationship with her at all.

Duan Qianyang looked at these dark eyes with no emotion, and suddenly thought of his nephew's previous evaluation of this little niece. At that time, he thought he was too exaggerated, so he just laughed it off, but now he really and When she met her eyes, he realized that Duan Xin was not lying.

These eyes were so hollow and eerie, like a bottomless pit that could suck people in.

Even after watching it for a while, you will still feel a little uncomfortable, the kind of discomfort that makes goose bumps appear all over your body.

"Brother, what did the doctor say? Will daddy be okay?" Duan Sishu asked crying, drawing Duan Qianyang's attention back.

Duan Qianyang sighed and shook his head: "There is no need for treatment anymore. I will stay in the hospital tonight to accompany dad on his final journey."

"Brother!" Duan Sishu looked at him in disbelief, as if he was an executioner: "Why do you say such things? What do you mean there is no need for treatment?"

Duan Qianyang recounted what the doctor just said. It's not that Duan Qianyang is really cold-blooded and has no feelings for Mr. Duan.

But he is sensible enough. Mr. Duan is already this age. He had not recovered from his last stroke. This time he fell downstairs again and his ribs were inserted into his lungs. There is no possibility of surgery. If this continues, It means slowly dragging it to death, and even every breath is painful. There is absolutely no need to continue dragging it on and suffer this pain.

After Duan Sishu listened, he still couldn't understand. He cried and shook his head: "Even if this is the case, we shouldn't give up."

Duan Qianyang knew that this sister had been brought up a bit in these years and had a simple mind, so he did not argue with her.