"What did you say!"
Song Ci's voice became sharp and mean, "Mu Qiu, this joke is not funny."
Mu Qiu sympathized with Song Ci, "Sister, you are so stupid."
Mu Qiu said: "Actually, the fire was not an accident. Back then, my illness got worse and I couldn't find a matching heart, so my father had to give me Song Fei's heart. Anyway, she is a vegetable, and she will not wake up. In order not to It was only after people discovered all this that Dad set fire to Song Fei's body in the middle of the night."
Hearing Mu Qiu's words, Song Ci's mind was buzzing non-stop, and all his strength was drained in an instant, and he couldn't even stand still.
Sister was killed by them
Looking at Mu Qiu's innocent appearance that day, and thinking of the fate of his sister's innocent and tragic death, Song Ci's body suddenly burst into a monstrous anger.
"Go to hell with me!"
Song Ci picked up the vase on the table behind her and was about to throw it at Mu Se's head. Just as she lifted the vase with her fingers, before she had time to throw it out, her wrist was caught by a strong hand of Kong Wu.
Wrist pain.
Song Ci turned her head to look angrily, a black shadow appeared in her red eyes.
Mu Mian stood behind Song Ci, his handsome and gentle face, in Song Ci's eyes, was no longer as amiable as before, but rather hideous.
"Song Ci, give me the vase." Mu Mian's tone was gloomy, with a strong sense of warning.
Seeing Mu Mian, thinking of Mu Mian's care and devotion to her for more than ten years, Song Ci was wronged and sad, and tears came out of her eyes. Clenching his fists tightly, Song Ci questioned Mu Mian: "Is what Mu Qiu said true?"
Mu Mian glanced at Mu Qiu on the bed.
Mu Qiu calmly told Mu Mian, "Father, I told her everything."
Mu Mian frowned, as if blaming Mu Qiu for making his own decisions. Sensing the struggle of the woman's wrist in his palm, Mu Mian's eyes fell on Song Ci's face again.
Staring at Song Ci's tearful face, Mu Mian's lips moved twice.
After all, it was the child that he had raised for nearly twenty years, and Mu Mian also felt a little fond of her. But when he thought that his own daughter would die if she didn't replace her heart, Mu Mian's heart hardened again.
Mu Mian and his wife Du Tingting only have one daughter, Mu Qiu. His wife passed away seven years ago, and Mu Qiu is his only sustenance.
He can no longer lose his only relative.
"I'm sorry, Song Ci, I can't watch Qiu'er die."
This sentence blurted out from Mu Mian's mouth, and the vase in Song Ci's hand also fell down, shattered all over the floor.
Song Ci yelled at Mu Mian: "Your daughter must live, so my sister deserves to die?"
Mu Mian defended in a low voice: "She is in a vegetable state, and the doctor also ruled that she will not wake up."
"Then can you dissect her body alive and dig out her heart?"
Mu Mian remained silent.
He had nothing to say, it was all true.
Song Ci looked at Mu Mian with resentment in her eyes, she smiled desperately and miserably, pressed her chest, and asked Mu Mian in tears: "So now, you have to take my heart to save Mu Qiu, right? "
Mu Mian lowered his head, and after a long while, he squeezed out from between his lips and teeth: "I'm sorry."
Mu Mian's apology chilled Song Ci's heart.
Therefore, what Mu Qiu said is true, Mu Mian really wanted to take her heart to save his own daughter, and his sister was also killed by Mu Mian!
Song Ci suddenly remembered another thing.
When she was 20 years old, Mu Mian was very interested in organ donation for a while, and went to Wangdongcheng Red Cross for consultation, and got back an application form for donating organs after death.
Song Ci accidentally saw the application form that Mu Mian put on the desk.
Song Ci experienced a major earthquake and was rescued by the People's Liberation Army. Later, she was lucky enough to be adopted by the Mu family. Song Ci has always lived with a grateful heart. She has always wanted to contribute something to this society, so after seeing the organ donation application form on Mu Mian's desk, Song Ci also had the idea of wanting to donate her organs.
Later, she really went to get a form, applying to donate all her organs after death to save the lives of strangers.
Thinking about it now, how could Mu Mian be a righteous and selfless person? It was just Mu Mian's trick to lure her into signing an organ donation letter in order to successfully take away her heart to perform an operation on Mu Qiu after her death!
After thinking everything through, Song Ci's heart was twisted like a knife, and a mouthful of blood spit out from her mouth on the spot.
Song Ci staggered back two steps, she leaned her back against the wall, looked up at Mu Mian, her whole body was covered with a layer of hostility from hell. "Mu Mian, Mu Qiu, you will be punished!"
Song Ci swore unwillingly: "Even if I die, even if I turn into a ghost, I will seek your life!"
Mu Mian frowned, and quickly struck out, knocking Song Ci unconscious with his palm.
Four days later.
"Mr. Han, eyes that have just had their corneas replaced cannot adapt to the glare of light. Open your eyes slowly."
Hearing Director Chunchun's instructions, Han Zhan nodded slightly.
The man's curled eyelashes trembled a few times, then slowly opened. They were a pair of gray-blue eyes, and the blue eyeballs showed radial gray-blue rays of different shades. The pupils were clear and intoxicating, like endless whirlpools, which made people addicted.
Han Zhan stared at the pot of orange Clivia on the window sill of the ward. For the past year, all he could see was darkness. Finally regained his eyesight, looking at this colorful world, Han Zhan was a little lost.
Seeing Han Zhan staring at the window sill in a daze, with neither happy nor sad expression, the director showed a hint of worry on his face. He held his breath and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Han, are you still not seeing?"
Han Zhan shook his head, "No, I can see." He could see even more clearly than before he was injured and blinded.
After confirming that the operation was going well, the director left with peace of mind.
As soon as the director left, Li Li pushed the door open and entered, "The operation was a success, congratulations to the boss for regaining his sight."
Han Zhan asked directly: "Where are the materials?"
"Here." Li Li handed the information bag to Han Zhan.
Han Zhan lowered his head and opened the information bag, and heard Li Li say: "After investigation, the person who donated your cornea is a woman. Her name is Song Ci, 32 years old, from Wangdongcheng, and died three days ago. The reason was a car accident. Because she had signed an organ donation letter before her death, her corneas were able to be used by you."
After speaking, Li Li realized that the boss's expression was wrong.
Li Li was a little surprised. He stopped talking, looked at Han Zhan and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Boss?"
Han Zhan finally raised his head. He stared at Li Li and questioned each word: "Tell me, what's her name?"
Li Li replied in surprise, "Song Ci."
Han Zhan's heart suddenly ached.
How could it be her
(end of this chapter)