C1835

"Sister in law, forget it, we'll take you back first!"

Uncle Jiang Chang'an came over and dragged his mother away, but the other side's voice was still sharp and harsh, "I don't go. Why should I go? It's the rebellious son who should leave!"

"Gu Yebai, don't you just want to be with tangguoer? I curse you, this life, this life, no life, there will never be a good result

"Yebai, sister-in-law is immersed in grief. Don't worry about these words. It's normal that she can't calm down in such a situation." Jiang Changan patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

But other people listen, but the temper comes up, "what do you comfort him to do? But for him, would Lao Gu die? What kind of evil did Lao Gu do in his last life to give birth to this unfilial son? "

"That is to say, in order to make his life better now, and not to let his family decline, he worked hard day and night when he was young, which led to the root of his illness. What was the result?"

"As a result, his son is very good. He enjoys the family property that Laozi has put together, but he has a daughter-in-law and forgets his father. This time, he is angry with his elder brother. How can he still have the face to appear here?"

"He doesn't care for his family. He doesn't have such a rebellious son. Get out of the family and get out of the Gu's enterprise. Otherwise, he will be hard to rest in peace under the Jiuquan of his elder brother!"

There were people pushing him and shouting to let him go. There was chaos in his ears, and the light was shaking in his eyes. He refused to leave the ward whatever they wanted.

"That's enough!" Jiang Chang'an yelled, "there's no end. Lao Gu has just passed away. You're noisy here. What's so noisy? Do you still let Gu go quietly?"

"No matter how to say, Yebai is Lao Gu's own son. He doesn't speak. When will he be able to turn to you?"

Jiang Chang'an is here, and his words are still of great weight. Suddenly, no one around him dares to sing the opposite tone, and the atmosphere falls into grief and deep pain again.

"Go ahead and have a last look at your father."

Around to give up a road, Gu Yebai step by step as if filled with lead.

In the morgue of the night, a hospital bed was lying there, and the white cloth on the corpse hung down slightly. It was not autumn yet, but the temperature around was as cold as winter.

He walked hard to the hospital bed, shaking hands slightly lifted the white cloth, a simple action, but as if exhausted all his strength, into a pale face.

No blood, no life, familiar and strange, something fell from the eye socket, one drop, two drops, warm, fishy and salty as blood, fell on the face.

He covered his face and knelt down with a thump. The suppressed cry was extremely painful, and his internal organs seemed to be hollowed out. "Dad, I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He kept apologizing, until later his voice was hoarse and could not make a sound, like a soulless puppet, kneeling there motionlessly, without eating, drinking or sleeping for two consecutive days, and even did not know how to blink and blink his eyes.

His whole body was numb to the point of unconsciousness. At present, there was a deep dark shadow, and his lips were dry. However, he did not know it at all, so he knelt down and turned a deaf ear to anyone who came to talk to him.

For two days, 48 hours, he didn't know what he was thinking. He just knelt and refused to get up, even though his mother beat and scolded him and finally fainted.