Reincarnated wives please stop pestering me

She didn't expect that this period of time would be mysterious, and she only said that the girl affected by the mission of the organization hadn't seen each other for so long, and she heard the news again, but it was such news.

Obviously... Obviously just yesterday, she told them that she is fine, don't worry, the task has been successfully completed, and the reunion dinner will be made up.

Obviously so.

But why, when it comes to this man's mouth, the situation is completely different?

Tears welled up in her eyes. This capable and strong woman has shed tears only a handful of times in her life as an adult, but this time, she watched her daughter lying on the hospital bed almost across the ward.

, her body was filled with so many catheters and instruments, her heart seemed to be torn apart.

She watched how Tong Si was born and grew up bit by bit.

Now she is so young, so beautiful, and even inherited the blood of her ancestors, she is a beautiful mixed-race girl.

But now, what is she suffering from?

It is the greatest injustice!

Zhang Qing's eyes were red.

The voice was almost squeezed out from the dry throat, almost weeping blood every word.

"Why did you let her do this?"

The eyes of the man next to him were a little empty, he didn't know where he was looking, and he didn't know what he was thinking. At this moment, he just felt that it was so difficult to breathe.

Wei Jun took a deep breath.

"At that time... in the Ability Center, it was unanimously felt that... her conditions were suitable, and she also passed the previous test, so..."

"Why is it like this after passing the test? How did you test it?! Why are you notifying us now that she is already like this!!"

Zhang Qing's unprecedented anger, she seems to have no other place to vent, it seems that there is no other person to vent, this is the best hospital in Beijing.

Even the doctors and experts here, and even the professionals they hired with various connections, are at a loss.

The future of this girl...does she have a future?

"What will she do in the future? Does she have a future? How can you be responsible, how can you return my daughter to me, how can you return that intact Tong Si to me! Tell me!!"

Wei Jun was shaken by Zhang Qing, but he didn't resist at all. He didn't know how to resist, and he didn't know how to answer these words.

Although he had thought about it before, but now, these heavy feelings made him unable to breathe.

He was wrong, indeed wrong too many things.

The task seems to be successful, but, such a young girl may pay the price with her life.

He took a deep breath, and then slowly pulled out a gun from his waist.

See this gun.

Zhang Qing was stunned for a moment, and her husband Tong Zongwen immediately pulled Zhang Qing behind him, staring at his bloodshot eyes like a lion about to fight hard.

"What are you doing!"

Wei Jun sighed.

"I know that what I say is useless. In fact, I also know that even if I apologize now, there is no way for Tong Si to get better immediately. I made this decision, and I take full responsibility for it. I didn't think carefully.

I'm sorry to make you suffer so much.But I can't help it, I can't help it at all.

So gun, take it, shoot me, if it makes you feel better. "

Under the bright lights, stood adults who couldn't let go of each other.

With a gun in their midst, the sadness spreads.

……

ICU.

The girl who opened her eyes still couldn't summon any strength.

She already sensed the change in the environment and turned her head slightly.

I saw the instrument that was detecting my heartbeat, the ventilator.

She probably knew what was going on, and she didn't take any chances. Now Tong Si was extremely peaceful in her heart.

"Si Si, are you awake?"

From another direction, there was an almost trembling voice.

Tong Si turned her head with some difficulty.

He saw his mother was beside the bed.

She was a little dazed and warm, but when she saw her mother's eyes, she knew, she knew the current situation, and she cried for herself.

The girl smiled, a warm smile.

"mom……"

I want to say more words to comfort this woman who is actually not easy.

But when he opened his mouth, the words choked in his throat.

Incomparably sour, she suddenly realized that there were so many things she wanted to say up to now, but every word was so heartbreaking.

She couldn't tell, she didn't want Zhang Qing to be so sad still.

Zhang Qing reached out and stroked the girl's hair.

Although the doctors and nurses warned Zhang Qing, although Tong Si's illness looked different from those infectious diseases and was not contagious, it was still possible.Still wear protective clothing

Masks.

But Zhang Qing refused.

For her, she only has such a daughter. If these days are the last days, she does not allow herself to take care of her daughter with a cover.

so cold.

An infection is an infection, and she doesn't care.

At this moment, I just want to take a closer look at my daughter. After so many years, it is self-evident what is the most important.

"How is it? Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something... Mom will get it for you, okay?"

Zhang Qing held back her tears and didn't want to shed them. She had cried before, but seeing her daughter looking at her with flickering eyes, she still couldn't help the sadness that almost burst the embankment.

Tong Si was almost exhausted.

She really wanted to wipe away her mother's tears, but she couldn't.

She smiled so reluctantly.

The most real feeling her body gives her is that everything doesn't belong to her anymore, and the feeling brought to her by this world is passing away little by little.

She could only comfort, and said softly.

"Mom, don't cry, I'm fine... I'm fine."

Zhang Qing hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes, and took Tong Si's cold palm.

"Silly boy, what are you talking about? Mom is happy, glad you woke up. Of course you'll be fine, you'll be fine. Be good, you'll be fine..."

The more I talk, the harder I laugh, the more tears fall.

Human emotions are so contradictory.

Tong Si had no way to comfort her. She knew that the last thing people can do is to deceive themselves and others.

She looked around and said.

"Mom, where is Dad?"

Zhang Qing immediately stood up.

"I'll call your dad. He's a coward. He can't bear anything. I'll pull him in."

After a while, Zhang Qing dragged Tong Zongwen in.

Tong Zongwen's face is no longer so serious and resolute.

He looked at his proud daughter.

Only tenderness remained in his eyes.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

Tong Si spoke first.

"Dad, I'm sorry. I may not be such a good daughter."

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

Tong Zongwen's dazed eyes turned red.

Looking at the smile on her daughter's face, her pale, weak face smiled like an angel.

He took off his glasses and held Tong Si's hand.

Cry like a child.

Cry without saying a word.

The overflow of tears wets his hands and wets hers.

This man who is known for his majesty, solemnity, and resoluteness on weekdays is a man of iron bones.

I couldn't cry at this time.

"I'm sorry, it's Dad, it's me..."

……

PS: I know it's inappropriate to say this in this atmosphere, but I can't help it, the Lakers champion! !

75 Here I Come──────────_

Such a life is not good.

Such a life will leave many regrets.

After Tong Si heard that her parents had calmed down a little, she said a lot by her bedside.

It was as if childhood memories were flashing in front of my eyes.

Rare and precious memories, those who want to cherish but have no time to cherish the past.

In fact, Tong Si was very tired, but she didn't want to miss a chance to get along with her parents at this time.

It's just that it's only at this time that I realize how precious these things are, and it seems like it won't help.

Tong Si felt a little pity.

"Do you want your uncles and aunts to come and see you?"

Zhang Qing asked softly.

Tong Si shook her head.

It's not that she is unfamiliar with her family, but that she doesn't know how long she can last. This feeling accumulates little by little over time, maybe a few days later, maybe tomorrow.

I have to face this kind of pain again, share my tears and feelings one by one, and see so many people feel sorry for themselves.

Tong Si didn't want that.

She was just unexpectedly quiet and peacefully enjoying such a time.