Fu huaiyong's steps were a little faltering. He grabbed Fu Nanli's hand: "is it true? They say your father is here. "

Fu Nanli frowned and said, "yes Who told you that? "

Fu could not answer his question: "if I ask you, is he here?"

Ye minqiu looks at him nervously.

A person who has died for decades, suddenly someone brings news that he is not dead. Even if there was such a feud before, she is willing to forgive him as long as he is still good.

Fu Nanli was in a mixed mood: "he's in the operating room."

Fu huaiyong's voice trembled: "so, is it true? Is your father really alive? "

Ye minqiu's eyes are red and tears can't stop falling.

It's good for a person to live. No matter what he has done in the past few decades, she is willing to forgive him if it is lost and recovered.

Fu Nanli said in a heavy voice: "not alive..."

Fu huaiyong and ye minqiu were stunned: "what What do you mean

"When we saw him, he was seriously injured."

Qin Bei song'an and other bodyguards behind him dare not say much. The young master obviously wants to cover Miss Wen. They are all young master's people. They stand in the same line with the young master and will not betray the young master and Miss Wen.

Fu huaiyong opened his lips nervously: "seriously injured? But And then? "

"When we got to the hospital, it was too late. Grandpa, mom, I'm sorry."

Fu huaiyong's legs soften, and Uncle Li and his bodyguards help him.

In the corridor, the atmosphere is solemn and depressing. Fu huaiyong's tears can't stop falling out.

I thought it was lost and recovered, but I didn't expect it was just the second time. Why should God make such a joke?

The door of the operating room was close in front of his eyes, but he did not have the courage to enter. He did not dare to enter.

Ye minqiu was more rational than him, and his voice trembled: "Dad, let's go in and have a look."

In the past, he didn't even see his body. He couldn't be seen alive or dead. Now, at least his body can be seen.

At least his ashes can be buried in the Fu family's cemetery.

What else could she not accept?

Gently open the moving door of the operating room, the person is lying quietly on the operating table, white cloth has been covered from foot to head.

So close, ye minqiu seems to have gone half his life.

What happened to this man, who had been wandering for half his life? Finally, another body appeared in front of her.

Man's left hand slightly down, white cloth can not cover, ring finger on a ring with a faint light.

She could see at a glance that it was their wedding ring.

He's still wearing it.

What is the significance of her self mocking smile when her eyes are sour?

She gently lifted the white cloth from her face.

Fu huaiyong sees his son. Yin and yang are separated. His eyes are black. He almost faints. Uncle Li helps him out.

Only ye minqiu and Fu Xianyuan are left in the operating room.

Hot tears dripping on the white cloth, ye minqiu chuckled and gently wiped her tears: "I didn't expect that I would still shed tears for you in this life."

People on the operating table did not respond, ye minqiu gently touched the ring on his finger.

Fingers and rings, cold and heartless.

"Tired? I don't know what kind of life you've been living outside in your life. But now, you can sleep well. The Fu family's cemetery, as you know, is sunny, with its back to the green hills and facing the sea. Sleep there peacefully. "