Chapter 316

The song continues. Similar pictures are played in the streets and alleys in southern Jiangsu. Although the video playback speeds are different, each screen is surrounded by dignified people.

Some of the stories at first seem very tacky, but they cry when they look at them.

People in front of the big screen just watched the excitement at the beginning of the micro movie, but someone stood in place and quietly heard the theme song ring, end, ring and end.

As the micro film circulates, people keep watching, coming and going, walking and stopping, smiling face to face, but wet their eyes.

"Father" dominates all the public screens that can show videos and plays them in circles on the screen.

Shu Ya walked into the hospital with heavy steps. Although she heard this song for the first time today, every lyrics and melody seemed to interpret her story.

Han Mo chased Shu Ya out of the house and didn't find her in the car. He knew that Shu Ya wanted to be alone, but he was worried about her. So Han Mo went to the hospital first and didn't find Shu Ya, so he dialed Shu Ya's phone.

Shuya's brain was blank one day, and Han Mo's voice repeated in her ear, "... I'd like to use everything I have in exchange for your long years..."

Suddenly, Shuya's cell phone rang, interrupting her thoughts.

Every nerve and cell of Shuya became nervous with the bell. At this moment, she was afraid of receiving a phone call and hearing any news.

The cell phone was still ringing on her, ringing again and again.

Shuya's hand trembled slightly, took out her mobile phone, and Han Mo's name beat on the screen.

This is the first time she doesn't want to answer Han Mo's phone so much.

Shuya took a deep breath and connected the phone.

"I'm in the hospital. Where are you?" Han Mo's anxious voice came from the microphone.

"I also went to the hospital." Shuya just answered a sentence to reassure Han Mo, so she hurriedly hung up the phone. She was afraid to hear the news about the hospital. If she had to know, she hoped to see it with her own eyes.

Elevator.

First floor

Second floor

three layers

Shuya never felt that the speed of the elevator was so long, hopeful and nervous. She wanted to get to the operating room quickly and was afraid to get there.

Contradiction, struggle, accompanied by Shuya, until the elevator door slowly opens.

Every step of the elevator is like pouring lead. Shuya knows what she is going to face.

Shu Qiang's operating room is at the end of the corridor. Shu Ya comes out of the elevator step by step.

Seeing Shuya coming, everyone's eyes looked in her direction. Anxiety, worry and uneasiness were also written on each face guarding the door of the operating room.

Han Mo originally stood by the wall and took a step forward when he saw Shuya.

But Shuya can't see anyone at the moment. She can only see the closed door of the operating room.

suddenly

The gate opened slowly.

A nurse came out first.

The nurse wore a hat and mask and couldn't see her expression at all.

Everyone gathered around the nurse with questioning eyes.

Shuya was standing at the door, just looking into the operating room.

She doesn't want to listen to anyone at the moment. She just wants to get closer to the operating room by herself.

Shuya didn't dare to blink. She was afraid to miss the moment when she saw her father at the first sight. She still remembered the smile on her father's face when he was pushed away. She also remembered that her father said to take the changed clothes and wait for him to come out after the operation.

Every word and punctuation mark in the diary walked in front of Shuya like a movie.

"Dad!"

Shuya's depressed mood for a long time broke out when she saw the hospital bed pushed out.

All the guilt, all the moving, all the reluctance

"I brought the laundry. I'll change your clothes."

"My mother said you like blue best, so I specially brought a blue sweater. Have a look."

"Dad, you're lazy. Your diary hasn't been updated for a month, and there's still a lot of content to write. I speak for an international luxury jewelry brand, and many large-scale TV dramas come to me to play. They are all female number one. You haven't written it down yet."

"Next time you go to the north, take pictures for me. Don't use the screenshots on the Internet. The definition is so low that it's not beautiful at all."

"Dad, Dad, wake up, wake up."

Shuya screamed, lying on the side of the bed. She showed Shu Qiang the laundry one by one, and then pretended to say a lot, which she had never said to her father.

Liu Guangfeng stood by, didn't stop Shuya, just watched quietly.

Han Mo wants to help Shuya up, but he doesn't pull her. He comes over at the moment when Shu Qiang is pushed out.

First, I looked at Shu Qiang's situation. Before he spoke, Shu Ya began to speak.

Shu Ya lies down beside the bed crying, and Han Mo pats her on the back.

"When can the patient wake up?" Han Mo asked.

"The operation is very successful. You can wake up after the anesthetic. It's estimated to be fast, but there will be some uncomfortable reactions at the beginning. If you have any problems, you can come to me at any time." Liu Guangfeng said patiently.

The medical staff was ready to push the bed back to the ward. Han Mo gently helped Shuya up. "The doctor said the operation was very successful. Don't worry."

"Then why doesn't my father wake up?" Shuya's brain was blank. She didn't hear what Liu Guangfeng said at all, and didn't know whether she had taken anesthetic.

All she knew was that her father was awake and was pushed away with a smile, but when she came out of the operating room, she closed her eyes.

Han Mo didn't explain more, "let's push my uncle back together."

Shuya took her father's hand and felt the warm temperature of her big palm, just as he held her hand when she was a child.

Time seemed to be forbidden. Only Shuya and her father hurried by, taking away impetuosity, reluctance and all the regrets of a daughter to her father.

"Am I your pride? Are you still worried about me?

The child you care about has grown up

I want to hold your warm palm as before

But you are not by my side, carrying the breeze to health

Slow down and don't let you grow old again

I'll trade everything I have for your years. "

Shuya holds her father's hand and squats beside the bed. The TV in the ward is on, and the pictures in the micro film are playing on the TV.

A father who has been insane and seriously ill walks into his daughter's wedding with his daughter's childhood memory

"Yanyan, after school, dad will pick you up..."

Shuya cried. The girls in the micro film told stories similar to everyone from their worship of their father when they were young, to their rebellion in adolescence, to their concern and contradiction for their father when they grew up.

Father's love is sincere and irreplaceable.

"Dad, you sleep a little longer. When you wake up, we'll talk about the conversation." Shuya holds her father's big hand in both hands.

Shu Qiang's fingers moved slightly, and a hot tear fell from the corner of his eyes.