"Wan'er..." Just as Wang Dahu was secretly puzzled, Kong Xiumei walked in carrying a thermos, and when she saw Wang Dahu sitting by the bed, she was obviously stunned.
"Mom..." The little girl called out happily, and then said to her: "Mom, look at Brother Dahu coming to see me! He is a good friend of my brother, and he told Wan'er a lot about my brother. !"
"Really!" Kong Xiumei smiled kindly. At this time, she was no longer like the crazy look she showed when she was alone with Wang Dahu. In front of her daughter, she seemed to be just a very ordinary and ordinary woman.
Wang Dahu stood up and nodded to her, and stuffed the photo album under the little girl's pillow. He smiled slightly and said, "Recover well, I'll see you next time." "Brother Dahu..." The little girl behaved very Reluctant to give up, she stretched out her hand and wanted to pull him, but she is too weak now, and her arm has no strength at all. In desperation, she couldn't help getting a little excited, that little face that was already blue and purple, Inexplicably, it was dyed red again. Her small chest heaved violently, and her body twitched, as if in great pain.
Kong Xiumei's face turned pale with shock, she threw herself to the side of the bed and kept yelling, "Wan'er... Wan'er... what's wrong with you..."
Wang Dahu looked bad, so he rushed out to find a doctor. Not long after, three or four doctors gathered around the hospital bed and began to rescue the little girl while sitting. Wang Dahu stood behind them, looking at Qin Wan'er, who was unconscious and unconscious, like a rag doll being manipulated by others, felt in his heart. The face suddenly felt very uncomfortable.
Obviously one second, he was still chatting with himself enthusiastically, but the next second, he was struggling on the verge of death.
Kong Xiumei looked straight at her daughter on the bed, she didn't show any excitement, she was strangely calm.
About twenty minutes later, the doctor gave the little girl a few more injections. Qin Wan'er calmed down and seemed to have fallen asleep.
"Sister Kong, please come out," one of the attending doctors said to Kong Xiumei.
The two went to the corridor.
Wang Dahu hesitated for a while, and followed quietly.
"Doctor, how long is Wan'er left?"
"... At most *days, the child will die!"
"Wuuu... Dr. Zhao... Really, really can't save her? Wan'er is still so young... If I just go like this, how can I feel sorry for her dead father." "... There is really no way... unless I find her immediately Kidney source, there may be a glimmer of hope... "
"Use my kidney... please... no matter if it's one or two... I'll give it... woooo... please... save her... don't give up on her!"
"Sister Kong, your blood type doesn't match Wan'er's at all, and you don't meet the transplant requirements at all..."
"Woooooooo..." Kong Xiumei couldn't take it anymore when she heard the words that were like a death sentence, she fell limply to the ground, covered her mouth tightly, and let out bursts of heartbreaking pain even though she tried her best to suppress it. crying.
For some reason, seeing her like this, Wang Dahu suddenly remembered that more than ten years ago, that girl named Gu Xiaoyu, her mother, would go to the bathroom to cry every night, crying all night, and when he heard Also all night.
Leaning against the wall, Wang Dahu sighed deeply.
Qin Wan'er finally woke up in the evening, and she seemed very happy to see Wang Dahu who hadn't left by the bed, and she couldn't help but smile on her bruised little face.
It's just that she is too weak and has no strength to speak anymore.
Kong Xiumei turned up the pillow, lifted her daughter's body and let her lean on it.
"Wan'er, are you feeling better?" She touched her daughter's forehead hair and asked softly.
Qin Wan'er nodded lightly, looking at her mother's bright red eyes, as if she wanted to say something.
"Mom is fine!" Kong Xiumei sniffed, "Doctor Zhao told me just now that the medicine you used a while ago is very effective. As long as you continue to use it, it will be fine in a short time!"
After hearing this, Qin Wan'er suddenly shed tears.
Kong Xiumei looked at her daughter's dry, skinny, angry look, and felt like Ling Chi in her heart, in pain, but on the surface she pretended to be optimistic.
"Good boy, why are you crying?" She stretched out her hand to wipe the tears on her daughter's face, and said with a choked voice, "Only if you persevere, if you persevere a little more, you must... definitely..."
Qin Wan'er leaned against her mother's arms and nodded slightly.
Wang Dahu sniffled and walked out quietly.
In this way, two days later, Wang Dahu came to the hospital to visit the little girl every day.
As for his arrival, Qin Wan'er was undoubtedly extremely happy, but Kong Xiumei was beyond Wang Dahu's expectation. After that, she never mentioned Li Qingran's matter again, and she no longer asked aggressively or begged bitterly. It seemed to be very calm, like a death row prisoner who was about to be shot, but calmed down when the incident came to an end.
It's just that Qin Wan'er's illness is indeed getting worse and worse. It's almost time to run out of oil and lamps. She spends most of the day asleep. Wang Dahu even thinks that she may close her eyes once and never be able to open them again. up.
"Dahu..." Kong Xiumei said to him at noon one day, "Auntie, can I talk to you?"
Wang Dahu was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
The two left the ward and found a quiet place in the corridor.
"... Can, can you tell me... about Ranran?" Kong Xiumei lowered her head, with uncontrollable anxiety on her face.
"... Then let's start talking after you left!" Wang Dahu's deep and slow voice began to ring in her ears. After his mother ran away with the man, he was scolded as a son of broken shoes, bullied by Yang Li and the others and almost sold to traffickers, of course... and the heinous blood crime Li Changgui once committed...
"However, at that time I was always crying and couldn't sleep at all... He said that as long as he closed his eyes, he could see his father cutting up the corpse, and he could hear the child's terrified screams. When he broke down, he ignored everyone and didn't speak, just curled up in the corner, touching him could make him die. Later, he began to try to hurt himself... he didn't eat or drink water... but after three days, he died Thin and out of shape... I was worried about him, so I watched him all night, but one day I still couldn't catch him, and when I opened my eyes, he disappeared... I searched, desperately, you know he went Where is it?" Wang Dahu choked up and said, "He went to that horrible place again, took a knife and cut his wrist, if I hadn't found it in time...he wanted to pay for that child's life!"
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" No, it's all my fault!"
"It's been so many years, why didn't you come back to see him?" Wang Dahu asked word by word: "Do you know how much he misses you, do you know how many nights he was asleep in his sleep?" Crying and calling your name, calling over and over again, mother, don't abandon me!"
"I don't want to, and I don't want to either!" Kong Xiumei kept shaking her head, obviously Wang Dahu's words greatly stimulated her: "We were so scared at the time...Take it, take it with you, of course we can't get away …”
"So you abandoned him. You knew that Li Changgui was sick, but you threw the young child beside him. Have you ever thought about what he will do in the future? How can he survive?" Wang Dahu was full of hatred. Asked intentionally, he couldn't imagine that if he hadn't been reborn and hadn't met Li Qingran so early, what would he have done? Just think of the kind of inhumanity he endured when he was alone in his "previous life". His heart was so painful that it was about to burst.
"Wuuu... I, I originally thought about running out first, and after I settled down, I, I came back and took him away secretly, but, but... Then Wan'er's father got into a car accident and brought his newborn child with him. I can't even support ourselves. I eat bad food that others don't want in the vegetable market, and live in a garage. I really didn't mean to not want him... I really can't help it... I really can't help it... "Kong Xiumei With tears streaming down his face, he kept talking about the past: "Of course it is my son, the flesh that fell from my body, he is so cute, so sensible, he is my baby! I really miss, miss He... But, I have no face to see him... I'm afraid, I'm afraid... Will he still recognize me? Does he hate me a long time ago? I dare not go to him... Wuwu I dare not go to him what… "
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Mom, I'm sorry for you..."
Dou Da's tears flowed from Wang Dahu's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to hug a mother who was in pain and regret.
"Auntie..." He said softly: "Tell Ranran all these words of yours. He will be very happy after hearing this, and he won't hate you, because all these years, what he has been waiting for is nothing but a Forgive your reason!"
Wang Dahu patted the weeping woman, grinned and thought: Of course he will be very happy, his mother has no regrets, his mother has not forgotten him, and he has a very good sister, She likes this brother very much, and looks forward to seeing him one day, so—
Wang Dahu took a deep breath, he would never allow any unsatisfaction in this happy ending.
Not out of sympathy, or any great "sentiment."
He just—wanted to see his loved one smile, that's all.