Chapter 320

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Yiqiao left with her bag when she heard the manager say that she had a holiday in the afternoon. Uncle Lu had an operation this afternoon, and Muzi found her a part-time job. She needed to have a look.

So, she didn't know about Mo Beiting's treat.

The existing money is only enough for the operation expenses, as well as the later recuperation, recovery and medicine expenses, which is a huge expense!

The house in the United States has not been sold yet. Yiqiao calls the agency and finds a lot of reasons to prevaricate. Finally, it's over. She probably guessed that it was her parents who used some means in the middle.

Her house in the United States is located in a good location, close to the school, convenient for shopping and transportation, and quiet in the middle of the trouble. She has pressed down the price again and again, so that she won't be able to sell it up to now.

Yi Qiao fidgety, while waiting for the traffic lights time, bent down a cigarette, the window down, the winter cold wind from the window pouring in, suddenly the whole person is awake.

The warmth in the car was soon swept away.

Yi Qiao smoked less than half a cigarette, and the green light came on. She started the car and threw the butt out of the window.

hospital.

Uncle Lu has been sent to the operating room. Bai Jufang is sitting on the chair outside. She is a bit out of her mind. When she sees Yi Qiao, her turbid eyes light up: "Yi Qiao is coming. Come and sit. These two days, the company hospital is running. I'm so busy."

Yi Qiao held her hand and patted it placidly. "Don't be tired, aunt. Don't worry. The doctor said that the operation is still very promising."

"Well, I don't worry, I don't worry, it's bitter for you, if Yan'er doesn't die..."

Although Lu Yan has been dead for a long time, Bai Jufang still can't control her emotions when she mentions him.

She shook her head“ No, it's all in the past. Alas, it's easy to remember the past when people are old. "

"Auntie, don't think too much. Lu Yan also hopes you don't think about him all the time. He won't be at ease if you do."

Bai Jufang was surprised at the tone when she mentioned Lu Yan. It was a kind of flat tone with curl of melancholy. It was no longer as intense as it was at the beginning. Her tears rolled down and her callous hand held her hand tightly.

She's happy for Yi Joe, and she finally comes out.

But there is also a sense of loss——

After that, Yi Qiao really had nothing to do with their Lu family. After all, such a good girl became someone else's daughter-in-law.

Uncle Lu's operation took a long time. The doctor came out of the operating room, took off his mask and said with a smile, "the operation is very successful. The family can rest assured."

"Thank you."

Uncle Lu, who was wearing an oxygen mask, was pushed out by the nurse. Under the blue bedding, his face became more and more sallow and thin. Before he woke up, he could see a ring of white gauze under the patient's clothes.

Bai Jufang went up and shook his uncle's hand excitedly. "Lao Lu, Lao Lu, wake up."

"Aunt, maybe the anesthetic hasn't passed yet. Please let uncle sleep a little longer."

"Oh, good." It is obvious that there are more than 60 people, and they are as cramped as a child.

Yi Qiao didn't go to the ward with them. After waiting for them to leave, she straightened her back and bent down slowly. Then she squatted down with herself in her arms.

She bit the back of her hand heavily, and pressed the suppressed gasp back to her throat.

She's scared.

She was afraid to watch the people she cared about die in front of her, and she could do nothing but listen to the doctor's "sorry" with numbness on her face.

But Bai Jufang is here, and she doesn't dare to be afraid. She is afraid that her emotion will make the old man who lost his eldest son, whose youngest son is still in prison, and who has taken care of his seriously ill husband for several years, completely unable to bear the collapse.

A person even dare not fear, that is how a kind of despairing mood.

Unlike her grandfather, who died in front of her, she was desperate, afraid and self loathing at that time.

At that time, she almost thought that she could not bear to go crazy again, but she survived.

There was a slight change in the atmosphere.

Yi Qiao Meng raised her head, and there was water vapor in her eyes. She didn't cry, but what she showed was a kind of sadness that was more painful than crying.

Her eyes followed that one——

Chen Qing stood there, dark gray woolen coat with black skirt, high-heeled shoes, holding the latest Hermes bag, hands in the coat pocket, looking down at her.

All over the body, there is a lady's grace everywhere.

She and Bai Jufang are totally extreme.