Reborn in 80s, throw away the scumbag and hug the rough husband tightly

"Are you willing to see Dou Hua? That would be great. Come on, I will take you to the hospital now."

Zhou Yan's eyes lit up and he quickly made a gesture of invitation to her, gesturing for her to follow him.

"Husband, you stay at home to recuperate and wait for me to come back."

Song Wei did not move immediately, but turned to look at Jin Hengchuan.

"Do you want me to accompany you?"

Jin Hengchuan lowered his eyes and looked at the gauze on his hand, pursed his lips and said, "My injury is already..."

"Your injuries haven't completely scabbed over yet."

Song Wei could guess what he was going to say, and before he could show off, she interrupted him: "Please, just stay at home! Officer Zhou is by my side, and he won't let Dou Hua hurt me."

"OK then."

Jin Hengchuan was unwilling to let her worry about him. After struggling for a long time, he obeyed her wishes and gave up going to the hospital with her.

"That's right."

Song Wei smiled happily before going out with Zhou Yan.

The two of them ran all the way, and not long after, they arrived at Dou Hua's ward.

We haven't seen Dou Hua for a few days, and Dou Hua's condition is frighteningly bad. He used to be decadent, but there was still some sparkle in his eyes. Now his eyes are black and blue, and his face is filled with a strong look of death.

"Hey, why are you doing this?"

Facing him like this, Song Wei couldn't even hate him: "I really don't understand why you have to torture yourself like this! You don't think that Aunt Gong will be sad and shed tears for you if you commit suicide." Bar?"

"No, I didn't think that."

Dou Hua shook his head, braced himself, and grinned at her.

"After committing suicide once, I have opened my eyes to many things! Now I understand. From the moment my eldest brother stabbed Xiaoxiao, my relationship with Aunt Gong came to an end. Not to mention Xiaoxiao's death. Even if Xiaoxiao is lucky enough to survive my elder brother's attack, you, Aunt Gong, will never forgive me."

Tsk, what’s the point of talking about this now?

Song Wei's eyes darkened, and she hesitated for a long time before walking to his bed and sitting down.

"Now that you've looked away, why do you still want to see me?"

"Because I owe you and Xiao Jin an apology."

Dou Hua covered his mouth and coughed several times, and his voice became weaker and weaker.

"Although I have apologized to you many times, I always feel it is not enough! You and Xiao Jin worked hard for our family, but I stabbed Xiao Jin in the hand! Fortunately, Xiao Jin is safe. If he has anything At any rate, even if I go to the eighteen levels of hell after my death, my sins will not be washed away."

If only he knew!

Song Wei's eyebrows were twisted into a "Sichuan" shape. She had a thousand words to mock him in her heart, but what came out after she opened her mouth was: "Everything is over."

"Song Wei, you and Xiao Jin are both very good people."

Dou Hua's eyes were red, and he stretched out his hand with difficulty and grabbed her sleeve.

"If...I mean if, if you really don't plan to pursue the wrong things I did, then...then can I ask you to do me one last favor?"

"What do you want to do?"

Song Wei shrank back and avoided his hand.

"Please... don't tell Aunt Gong that I'm going to die soon."

Dou Hua grinned, as if he wanted to show her a flattering smile, but he failed. His expression and eyes were filled with strong sadness.

"After your Aunt Gong returns to the imperial capital, you tell her that I have given up pestering her. I...I am going back to my hometown to farm, okay?"

"it is good."

Song Wei closed her eyes, suppressed the complicated emotions in her heart, and nodded to him solemnly.

"Thank you."

After hearing the answer he wanted from her, Dou Hua let out a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes began to wander.

"Teacher Dou..."

Seeing this, Song Wei couldn't help but move forward.

Her brain told her that she should say something at this time, but her throat was severely blocked. She tried hard for a long time, but no sound came out.

"Xiao Jin is so good, so his father must be great too."

At this time, a soft voice came into her ears.

She suddenly raised her eyes and found that it was Dou Hua mumbling to himself.

"I hope he can treat Ashue well and make Ashue happy."

"This……"

Song Wei's heart twitched and her mood became more complicated.

"Drip drip!"

After a moment of silence in the ward, the instrument connected to Dou Hua's heart suddenly sounded a violent alarm.

"he's gone."

Zhou Yan stepped forward slowly, pulled them off together, and covered Dou Hua's face with the white quilt on the hospital bed.

Song Wei looked at her blankly, unable to recover for a while.

She swore to God, she really didn't expect things to develop to this point.

"I am sorry for your loss."

Zhou Yan patted her shoulder with a confused expression: "I don't know if it's appropriate to say this to you, but other than this, I don't know what else I can say to you."

"what should I do now?"

His voice brought back Song Wei's reason. She rubbed her face vigorously and said in a hoarse voice, "Should I collect the body for Dou... Dou Hua?"

"Do you want to collect his body?"

Zhou Yan looked into her eyes steadily.

"Dou Hua died as a criminal. Our unit has a fixed process for dealing with such people. If the family members are willing to handle the funeral arrangements for the deceased, we can hand over the body of the deceased to the family members. If the family members are not willing to take the body of the deceased, We will bury the deceased for the family.”

"He... let me bury him."

Song Wei thought about it again and again, and finally took the trouble on herself.

Her decision did not exceed Zhou Yan's expectations. He pressed his temples and whispered: "Then follow me back to the police station later. There are some documents that you need to sign over there."

"to make."

Song Wei closed her eyes and silently looked away from Dou Hua's body.

……

Helping someone take care of their funeral is not an easy task.

Song Wei and Jin Hengchuan were very busy in the next few days.

By the time they laid Dou Hua to rest, four days had passed.

At that time, the newspaper had already published the report that Kong Qi traveled thousands of miles to find his wife. Now the entire imperial capital was talking about the affair between Kong Qi and Zhang Mingzhu, and Zhang Mingzhu's photos were posted in the streets and alleys.

But for some reason, Zhang Mingzhu is still hiding in the shadows, with no intention of showing up.

"Could she have left the imperial capital?"

Seeing that their efforts could not drive Zhang Mingzhu crazy, Smith couldn't sit still.

That evening, he asked Huang Hua to take him to Song Wei and Jin Hengchuan's home.

As soon as he entered the door, he began to sigh.

"If Zhang Mingzhu is no longer in the imperial capital, will my heirloom not be recovered? No, I cannot accept this result. Without the heirloom, I cannot return to my motherland!"