Slender fingers across the screen, "hello."

"Nanqiao, I'm sorry to call you so late. Is it convenient for you to come to the hospital?"

Bai Jufang was crying, but it was not the kind of loud wailing. Instead, she was choking and choking intermittently. Her breath was very heavy. It seemed that all the sounds were on Nanqiao's face through the receiver.

The word hospital.

It always means something bad.

Not to mention the tone.

Nanqiao gets up to change clothes, turns on the mobile phone, hands-free on the bedside table, "what's the matter?"

"Your uncle..." she couldn't go on. She gasped several times before she said, "he wants to see you one last time."

Nanqiao's dress was stiff, his feet were a little erratic, and his body was shaking.

The last one?

"What do you mean, aunt?" The voice trembled and murmured.

"Your uncle can't do it."

Nanqiao was relieved at this time. "How could this happen? Didn't you have an operation? "

At the other end of the phone, Bai Jufang didn't answer her question. She just reported the address of the hospital, a small hospital not far from Lu's home.

She turned pale, dressed and went out, her hands on the doorknob, trembling slightly.

Nanqiao drove to the hospital.

The hospital is very small. It's easy to find uncle Lu's ward. Uncle Lu is wearing a tube and an oxygen mask. His thin face is almost sunken, and his forehead, eye socket and cheekbone are prominent.

Aunt Lu was holding his hand and talking in a low voice. It was too small for Nanqiao to hear.

She went in, "uncle."

Hearing Nanqiao's voice, Lu Heng opened his half narrowed eyes and pulled his hand out of baijufang's hand to reach Nanqiao.

But he really did not have the strength to complete this action, so in Nan Qiao's view, he just slipped his hand from Bai Jufang's hand to the bed.

But she understood.

Nanqiao bent down and took his hand. "Uncle, I'm here."

Bai Jufang gets up to offer her seat. Lu Heng's lips are wriggling, and her breath forms a layer of white fog on the oxygen mask.

Nanqiao can't hear what he's saying, even if he puts his ear to his mouth, but Lu Heng's expression looks very impatient, shortness of breath, thin hand, chicken claw general spasmodic pinching the back of her hand.

Had to, she had to take down the oxygen mask, "uncle, don't worry, say slowly."

Lu Heng slowed down and finally calmed down. There was a smile in his turbid eyes and his lips moved. He said in a low voice: Nan Qiao, it's time to let go.

Nanqiao's throat choked and he couldn't say a word.

It's time to let go.

Let go of whose hand?

Lu Yan's, Lu Jia's.

She knew that uncle Lu wanted her to stop taking the responsibility of the Lu family and let her start a new life.

The next second, the old man tightly pinched the back of her hand suddenly loose, that pair of turbid, with a smile eyes also closed, South Joe a suddenly, that hand from her palm fell, straight fell on the bed, and gently bounce.

Behind her, Bai Jufang's suppressed cry finally turned into wailing.

The ECG monitor gives out a clear alarm, and the undulating lines become three straight lines.

A group of people in a hundred coats rushed in and invited Nanqiao and baijufang, who were indifferent and crying uncontrollably, out of the door. "Sorry, family members, please go out. We will rescue the patient."

The door closed.

Bai Jufang is still crying, the whole person is paralyzed on the ground.

South Qiao Mu ran of help her to rise to sit on the rest of a side to lean on, didn't cry, also didn't comfort the white orange Fang of the side sobbing.

In a few minutes.

The door of the ward was opened again. The doctor came out, took off the mask on his face, and shook his head to Nanqiao. "Sorry, we've tried our best. The patient's heart has failed so much that he can no longer bear the needs of his life."

"Exhaustion?" Nan Qiao repeated again, the face is thin, appear to have a bit of expressionless: "isn't it just before the operation?"? How can it fail? "

Doctor: "we've checked. The patient hasn't had any heart surgery."

“……”

"My family, please."

When the doctor left, Bai Jufang didn't cry. Although the corridor of the inpatient department was not as noisy as the surgical emergency room, it was still noisy.

But Nanqiao suddenly felt that at that moment, all the voices had disappeared.

She was in a vacuum and couldn't hear anything until Bai Jufang called her, "Nanqiao."