The subsequent weddings all followed procedures, and Bai Qingqing always worked hard to cooperate.
She went to the bathroom halfway and came back, looking absent-minded and worried.
The look in Huo Yunchen's eyes was strange, as if he had a little more emotion.
Huo Yunchen thought she was worried about Murong Zheng's health, but that was not entirely true.
When serving tea to both parents, Murong Zheng had already left early.
It was Grandpa who accepted the toast in Murong Zheng's place, even though Grandpa kept telling her to rest assured that her father was fine.
But how can she feel at ease
If there was nothing wrong, why would he miss such an important part as his daughter's toast
And all his former subordinates have also disappeared.
Bai Qingqing toasted to Huo Zhien and Shen Qingyue in a routine manner without saying a word.
He left anxiously and returned to the lounge to call Murong Qingxue.
Such behavior aroused Huo Zhenting's dissatisfaction, and kept nagging: "Look, what I said is fine. How can such a wild child from a small family be the grandson-in-law of our Huo family without any education."
Tiantian originally wanted to come to say hello to his grandparents, but he heard his grandpa talking bad about his mother.
He shouted at Mr. Huo very angrily: "My mother is not an uneducated wild child, she is the best mother in the world. Grandpa, you are the most uncultured old man I have ever seen. How can you compare with my grandma and grandpa?" Get up, you’re far behind.”
Huo Zhien was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat when he heard this. He saw that the crutch in Huo Zhenting's hand was about to hit him.
Huo Zhien quickly caught him in his arms and protected him. He coaxed the old man and said, "Dad, Dad, don't act like a child. He just wants to protect his mother."
"What kind of mother will bring up what kind of son, uneducated."
Tiantian was so angry that he kept breaking free from his grandfather's arms and wanted to continue arguing with the old man. How could Huo Zhien dare to let him say another word.
He quickly covered his mouth and winked at Shen Qingyue, who immediately stood up.
"Dad, it's getting late. I'll take you home to rest. Let's not worry about the children's affairs and let them go on their own. Whether they live well or not is up to them, and no one else has to worry about it."
At this time, only Shen Qingyue's words could calm the old man down.
The old man glared at Tiantian fiercely, dropped the soup spoon in his hand and stood up.
"The wine today is really bad, and the food is really bad. Qingyue, let's go."
After seeing the old man off, everyone could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Only then did Huo Zhien dare to take a good look at Tiantian. The grandfather and grandson talked for a long time.
In the lounge, Bai Qingqing was fidgeting with his cell phone.
Murong Qingxue didn't answer the phone. She called several times.
While calling, he nervously walked back and forth in the room, and finally waited until Murong Qingxue answered the phone.
"Auntie, what happened to my dad? Where did he go? What happened to his eyes?"
She had so many questions.
Murong Qingxue wiped away her tears while pretending to be calm and responded: "Quietly, your dad is fine, he just relapsed into his old habits. Don't worry about holding your wedding properly."
"What is this old problem? Why have you never heard from dad? Why did you lie to me some time ago that you were on a mission? Aunt, where is dad now? Aunt, how can I rest assured if you don't tell me?"
Bai Qingqing burst into tears, trying not to let her tears fall.
Over there, Murong Qingxue hesitated for a long time before saying the name of the hospital.
At the end, he said: "Qingqing, your dad didn't want you to know, but I think you should come and see your dad off for the last time."
"The last journey? How could it be?"
Bai Qingqing's mind buzzed, as if a mountain had suddenly collapsed.
She didn't even bother to change into her toasting dress and rushed out of the hotel. She opened the wedding car outside and drove straight to the military hospital.
All I could think about was my aunt's words about 'the last journey'.
Huo Yunchen had just exchanged a few words with several important partners when he accidentally saw a familiar old woman on the table in the corner.
That woman was Qing Qing's mother's original doctor. He paid her to fabricate Qing Qing's mother's condition and the circumstances before her death.
She would never want to see this woman again, but why is she here
"Liu Mo, why is she here?"
Liu Mo was shocked and said with a look of astonishment: "Sir, we don't seem to have sent her an invitation."
Huo Yunchen was about to walk towards the woman, but when he turned around, he saw Bai Qingqing running out in a red dress.
"Liu Mo, I leave this to you."
He didn't have time to think too much, at this moment he just wanted to follow Qing Qing.
No matter where she wants to go.
Did she know that her father was ill, or did she listen to what the old woman said
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so rude. His father's illness is not what worries him the most, but the old woman's words are what kill him the most.
At the military hospital, Bai Qingqing arrived just in time to catch Murong coming out of the operating room.
Bai Qingqing rushed forward desperately, grabbed the doctor's hand and asked him: "How is my dad? Is he okay?"
The doctor shook his head with deep regret, "If you have anything to say or anything you want to do, hurry up and do it. He doesn't have much time."
"Why, what disease does my dad have? When did he get sick? Why can't he see in his eyes?"
Bai shook his head gently and bit his lip, holding on to the doctor and refusing to let go.
Murong Qingxue stepped forward and pulled her: "Qingqing, don't do this."
"Auntie, don't pull me. I just want to know what disease my dad has. I must know."
Bai Qingqing's red eyes glanced coldly at Murong Qingxue, then glared at the doctor stubbornly.
The doctor let out a long sigh and said: "The chief was diagnosed with advanced liver cancer six months ago. He originally had one year to live, but his condition took a turn for the worse after a cornea transplant. What the family can do now is to let the patient die quietly." go."
Corneal transplant surgery
Bai repeated softly and solemnly.
Thinking of her eyes, her center of gravity suddenly lost balance and she almost fell.
Fortunately, Murong Qingxue supported her.
"Quietly, calm down."
Bai gently raised his eyes and looked at his aunt with forbearance, and said in a trembling voice: "Aunt, you already knew that, right? My eyes were given to me by my father, right
You have been lying to me for so long. You lied to me that my father was on a mission. In fact, he donated his cornea for me because I was seriously ill. "
Murong Qingxue did not dare to look at her, her eyes were filled with tears.
Every question she asked was like a knife cutting into her heart, but what could she do
She could only persuade her with heartache: "My child, don't cry, don't cry. Your father is just afraid that you will cry and be sad, so he won't tell you."
Bai blinked lightly and tears fell like pearls. His heart ached so much that even breathing was painful.
When Huo Yunchen arrived, Bai Qingqing was stubbornly pushing his father's hospital bed back into the ward.
He went to help, but she pushed him away.
"Go away, you already knew that, right? You clearly knew that my dad used his corneas to treat me, why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you stop it. Huo Yunchen, why are you so selfish? Are you afraid that you will have A disabled wife, you can tell me, I said I won’t drag you down, but why did you let my dad use his corneas to save me?”
Bai Qingqing glared at Huo Yunchen with determined eyes and said every word through gritted teeth.
How painful her heart was, how resentful she was towards Huo Yunchen at this moment.
Huo Yunchen's lips trembled slightly, wanting to explain but seemed to have nothing to say.
He had to reach out to wipe her tears and said in a deep voice: "Don't cry, Qingqing, don't cry."
(End of chapter)