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The operation lasted more than ten hours, with nurses constantly coming in and out at the door, and the blood bags alone were sent in several times... Only him and the sand were left outside, no matter how caring others were, they had no obligation to die here in the middle of the night boil.

The two sat side by side on chairs, with a half-eaten lunch box next to them, quietly, and no one spoke.

With every second that passes, there is more apprehension and hope.

Ye Qian looked at the reflections of the two people on the opposite tile, and thought that he must not be the first person to find that a tile was pasted upside down. The light pattern was particularly awkward because of the wrong direction, and it couldn't be seen with a quick sweep. But if you stare at it for a few seconds, you will find that it cannot be integrated into the large pattern spliced ​​​​on the entire surrounding wall.

Look at it for a few seconds, and you will find that there is an extra accident in the neatness, which is not so difficult to accept.

Maybe it was the carelessness of the decoration workers, or maybe it was some kind of deliberate small design.

There must be many people who have noticed this little secret, everyone who has ever sat here and waited.

When his mind is blank, there will always be various messy things to fill it up. For example, he can stare at a tile and imagine for two hours.

Ye Qian stretched his legs and stretched his numb muscles.

Before Shazi persuaded him to call his father, he refused, simply thinking that the old woman should not think much about seeing someone who made her feel so bad, or he subconsciously believed that there was no rescue failure at all. In such a situation, there is no need to let that person come to see him for the last time.

He was steadfast in this idea until the nurse walked up to him and said solemnly, "The situation is very bad, please be mentally prepared."

How hopeless is it that the doctor utters the word "terrible"?

Ye Qian woke up like a dream, took out his mobile phone but found that he didn't have Ye Laijin's number at all, and hurriedly asked the medical staff to get the old woman's old mobile phone - the screen was smashed, and he tried to identify the note in the address book as " The string of numbers under "Bastard", dialed out in his mobile phone.

"Bastard" was entered by him for the old woman. At that time, she scolded a lot of words and finally chose this word for Ye Qian, who had just learned to type, to put it in the notes.

The phone rang twice and was hung up. He had to call directly with his broken mobile phone, but he answered it quickly, "Mom?"

"You come to the hospital." Ye Qian calmly gave him the address.

Ye Laijin cried out in surprise, "Qianqian? What's wrong with you, Qianqian? What are you doing in the hospital? You're hurt? Do you need money? How much does it take for Dad to call you?"

Ye Qian was a little impatient, but tried her best to control her tone, "The old woman is dying, you come to the hospital."

"What are you talking about, Qianqian? What happened to grandma?"

"I'm dying! I'm dying! Don't you understand!" Ye Qian couldn't help shouting.

There was a gasping voice from over there, and it paused for a while before continuing: "But Dad is abroad now, in Milan, talking about a business..."

Ye Qian clenched his fist and squeezed out a few words between his teeth, "Go to your mother's business!"

After he finished speaking, he realized that the phone had been disconnected from the black screen under his strong pinch. He clenched his hands tightly and heard the crisp sound of the phone case cracking.

"Qianer?" Shazi called him cautiously from the side.

Ye Qian was in a daze for a while, and the irritability in his heart gradually calmed down. He let out a deep breath and looked at Sha Sha and said, "Sha Sha, can you watch for me for a while? I want to go home."

Shazi didn't ask any more questions, but solemnly nodded, "Yeah!"

At 03:30 in the morning, it was difficult to get a taxi, but fortunately this was a hospital, and there were many night buses parked outside the gate, so Ye Qian got on one and reported the address of the driver's home.

Generally speaking, the drivers who often solicit customers in the hospital are very good at reading people's faces, so although the driver uncle looked at him several times before hesitant to speak, he didn't insist on dragging him to chat.

When he arrived at the door, Ye Qian asked the driver to wait outside. He went upstairs and found the old woman's money box, and put all the things he could think of that the old woman usually likes in it - a pair of silver bracelets, a cookbook, a Needle and thread, a few purses that are very finely crafted but never taken out, a string of lacquered prayer beads, a statue of the God of Wealth that has been enshrined for many years... Finally, after thinking about it, I took her for this performance. Specially bought cosmetics are also put in.

The box was stuffed to the brim, and when he picked it up, he accidentally scratched the back of his hand at the break on the wooden table. He didn't care, and when he went downstairs, he was reminded by the driver and found the break, and the blood was dripping between his fingers. trickle down.

He took the paper towel handed over by the driver, wiped it casually, and pressed it hard all the way. By the time he arrived at the hospital, there was not much bleeding.

When asking for his money, the uncle driver finally couldn't hold back, and said something to him earnestly, "Young man, everything is fate, you can't help yourself, take care of everything."

Ye Qian smiled and nodded.After getting off the elevator, he met Sha Sha who was guarding outside, and Sha Sha pulled him past him and ran towards the operating room, "Qian Er, you are finally back!"

His heart, which he had been trying to keep calm, began to beat uncontrollably, but it miraculously returned to normal speed when he saw the operating room with the lights off but still tightly closed.

"Is it over?" he asked.

Shazi opened his mouth to speak, when a nurse came out of the door, saw him and shouted inside: "Dr.

He followed in and saw many medical staff around the bed, and the old woman lying quietly with many tubes inserted in her body. The person called Dr. Xing took off his mask, showing a tired face, "I'm sorry, We did our best, let's say goodbye to the patient."

After everyone withdrew, the operating room fell into a deathly silence. Ye Qian closed his eyes, carried the box to the bedside and put it beside the old woman, opened it for her to see, "I brought you a lot of things, Do you see what else is missing?"

The ECG monitor on one side kept beeping sharply. The old woman opened her eyes. Ye Qian didn't know if she could hear or see. Grandpa Mao, "I've brought all your money, and I'll take it all for you, okay?"

The old woman who hadn’t responded all the time suddenly moved her eyes slightly, and her mouth in the oxygen mask was muttering about what to say. Ye Qian leaned closer to listen, tilted her head, her eyes were facing the screen of the monitor, and then watched the electrocardiogram with her own eyes from beginning to end. Pulled into a straight line, stop the fluctuation.

He didn't hear what the old woman said, he slowly straightened up and stared at her face, and reached out his hand to close her eyes after a few minutes.

Shasha's suppressed crying came from behind him, but he didn't feel much. In the past few minutes, his mind was burnt blank like an electric shock, numb, and he couldn't feel the pain.

It took a while before I got over it. There was a sudden pain in my brain and my eyes also hurt, but I didn't cry, and I didn't want to cry at all, so the pain was probably stimulated by the strong light at the head of the bed.

Afterwards, a lot of things followed, such as issuing a death certificate at the police station, canceling household registration and ID card, contacting the funeral home, discussing funeral matters, cremation, buying a cemetery, customizing the tombstone... until the day when the memorial ceremony was held for the official burial, Ye Lai Jincai rushed back from his business field, crying hoarsely during the eulogy of the master of ceremonies, and there were quite a few relatives and friends present, some of whom Ye Qianjian had never seen before.

He didn't want to be so troublesome at first, but thinking that the old woman probably likes the scene to be more lively, he took her phone book and dialed one by one to ask others to attend. Fearing that no one would come, he even rented a professional mourning team, old and young. , both men and women, with tears streaming down their faces, acting like real relatives.

The cemetery was bought in a relatively high-end cemetery, a place under the mountain in the northwest corner, which is more sheltered from the rain-he burned the contents of that box to ashes, and put it together with the old woman's urn, and left cash He secretly stuffed them in one by one.

The money was not burned, it was against the law, and he reckoned that even if the old woman got to that side, she wouldn't like Grandpa Mao who turned into a pile of ashes.

Finally finished everything, Ye Qian went back to the small room, fell asleep on the bed and fell asleep.Before that, he hadn't closed his eyes for three days.

He woke up again on the second night when he was awakened by the pain of hunger in his stomach. He was in a daze for a while and went to the main house to find a large bag of dumplings stuffed with pork and boiled them to eat. After eating, he sat down. In a daze on the old woman's bed.

I don't know if it was because no one lived there for a few days, but there was a gloomy and cold atmosphere in the room. The cold air covered his arms, and a layer of goose bumps appeared.

On the old wooden cabinet opposite, there is a black and white portrait of the old woman.

The old woman in this portrait is relatively young, and probably prepared it a long time ago—he dug it out from the bottom of the cabinet.

This is the only photo of the old woman left in this world.Oh no, Shazi said that someone posted the video of the accident that day on the Internet, as well as relevant media reports, not just this one.

The brand company found him and paid a large amount of compensation, and the compensation card was conveniently placed in the urn.

At the beginning, there were reporters who came to interview him, but the brothers who were called by Sha Sha threatened to leave, Ye Laijin seemed to be affected as well, probably because someone found out the son-in-law of the chairman of a large group through this incident It turned out to be a scumbag who abandoned his wife, children and mother. He was so frightened that he never appeared again after the memorial ceremony.

What else?There's nothing else to think about... nothing to think about, it's all over.

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Hmm, a few minutes late, reviewed

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