Vaguely, Chu Yu felt that the voice was a little familiar.

Before she could think about it, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Mrs. Chen rushes in, grabbing the door frame with both hands, and holding her guard outside.

"First words..."

"Miss Chu Yu, we'll take her away at once." The guard tried to pull hard, but was interrupted by Chuyu raising his hand.

She leaned weakly on the head of the bed, her face white and almost transparent, without a trace of anger.

Seeing this kind of initial language, Mrs. Chen was stunned

Listening to Cai Jianing, she has been to the hospital and seen Chen Junhua. Unexpectedly, she looks very sick.

"Rudimentary, I have something to say to you." Mrs. Chen broke off the guard's hand and fiddled with her messy hair in a low voice.

No sense of superiority and arrogance.

"Good."

Chuyu agreed. She asked the two nurses to go out first and not stay in the ward.

Look at the mask. "Miss Chuyu, are you really OK?"

Can one deal with it?

Pei sanshao's advice is still in his ear, and the nurse dare not leave the ward easily.

Even with the permission of the first language, I dare not.

"I can," he nodded

"Well, we'll be at the door. Please call us." The two nurses looked at Mrs. Shen and got up and went out.

These words are suggestive of Mrs. Chen. It's better not to do anything to her.

Otherwise, they and the guards would be at the door, not sparing her.

Ward, quiet down.

Chen's wife looked at Chu Yu in a daze. Chen Junhua's illness was devastating.

She had long since disappeared from her original pearly splendor, dressed in plain colors, and looked haggard.

"You know about Junhua?"

"You sit down," he nodded

She lost her son and knew the pain of losing her beloved.

Therefore, she can fully understand Mrs. Chen's feelings.

She didn't do her mother's duty one day, but she was so miserable, let alone Mrs. Chen

She has raised Chen Junhua for more than 20 years. Now, she has not many days. How deep should her heart be hurt.

Mrs. Chen shook her head and thought of Chen Junhua, she couldn't help but want to cry. "In the beginning, my aunt was not good to you before, and she framed you even when she beat you. My aunt apologizes to you. I'm sorry. "

Mrs. Chen stood by the bed and bent down solemnly to apologize.

"Aunt, what are you doing?" Chu Yu opened the quilt and rushed to help her.

But I forgot my body condition. When it was dark, I almost fell out of bed.

"Chu Yu, are you ok?" It was Mrs. Chen who held her fast with eyes and hands, and leaned her on the head of the bed.

Shook his head, and after the darkness in front of his eyes faded, Chu Yu said nothing.

She holds Mrs. Chen's hand and her eyes are blurry. "Auntie, you don't have to apologize to me I'm sorry for Junhua, it's me. "

If it wasn't for her, Pei sanshao would not deal with Chen Junhua, let alone let him suffer from cancer.

At the end of the day, Pei San is wrong. Isn't she the source of sin?

If she hadn't been determined to go abroad with him, there would have been no subsequent tragedies.

Mrs. Chen knew what she was talking about. She held her hand in her back hand and looked excited: "Chu Yu If you still feel sorry for Junhua, aunt please, for his time is short In his last days, will you take care of him and accompany him? "

Mrs. Chen's request is reasonable.