When he got closer, he saw clearly the woman's lifeless face.
Bang! The gift box in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.
"Ayun?"
He stretched out his hand in disbelief and probed Yu Yun's breath. He didn't feel any fluctuation, and a shrill cry came out of his mouth involuntarily.
"no no!!!"
"Old man, don't make trouble first. I'll send her to the emergency room right away."
Lu Zhanbei strode forward. It took a long time before Lu Zhengyu came to his senses and staggered after him.
Yu Yun, who had just returned safely from the gate of hell not long ago, was sent to the rescue room again. Lu Zhengyu stood at the closed door in despair. After a long time, he asked excitedly, "What on earth is going on? Is Lin Wanwan and Lin Wanwan involved again?" What did she say!"
"She didn't commit suicide, it was Lin Qinghao."
Lu Zhengyu clenched his fists loudly, "I'm going to kill him!"
Lu Zhanbei rubbed his aching temples, "The most important thing right now is waiting for the results of Mrs. Yu's surgery."
Lu Zhengyu calmed down slightly, with lingering panic in the corners of his eyes and brows. He looked at Lu Zhanbei as if seeking psychological comfort.
"Ayun was in such a critical situation last time and managed to survive. She can do it this time too, right?"
Lu Zhanbei glanced at him and tilted his head, "Maybe."
Lin Wanwan was sitting on the side, praying with his hands clasped together.
Unexpectedly, the operation time this time was much shorter than the last time.
The vice-president who performed the surgery smiled bitterly despite everyone's anxious looks, "The rescue failed and the patient has passed away."
boom!
It was as if a bolt of lightning struck down, making the two of them unable to move.
Lin Wanwan held onto the wall with one hand, holding back tears rolling down his face.
The last glimmer of light in Lu Zhengyu's eyes suddenly went out. Strangely, he didn't get angry or even show any pain.
He slowly squatted down. This silent despair was more moving than any wail, and even made Lu Zhanbei feel a little pity.
"Old man, my condolences."
The moment Lu Zhanbei stepped forward to help him up, Lu Zhengyu suddenly jumped up, quickly pulled out a small silver pistol from behind Lu Zhanbei, and pointed the black muzzle at his temple!
Without any hesitation, he planned to pull the trigger!
At the critical moment, Lu Zhanbei grabbed Lu Zhengyu's wrist and slashed it with a knife without any hesitation.
Lu Zhengyu's body shook a bit, as if he was holding on and refused to faint.
Lu Zhanbei didn't have any father-son love at all and made two more remarks, asking Gu Mo to send him to the lounge to sleep.
He sat next to Lin Wanwan, took the crying girl into his arms, and patted her silently to comfort her.
"Lu Zhanbei...I don't have a mother again..."
I finally got the maternal love I dreamed of, but before I had time to feel it, I lost it.
Feeling her vulnerability, Lu Zhanbei patted her back and said, "I will always be with you."
Lin Wanwan buried her face in his chest, crying.
…
The main residence of the Lu family.
Lu Zhengyu sat on the rocking chair on the balcony, looking up at the sky, motionless, as if he had turned into a statue.
When Ayun was still here, she loved sitting here drinking tea and reading.
Lu Zhanbei came over and sat down on the chair next to him. He was also aware of Lu Zhengyu's indifference and said straight to the point, "Mrs. Yu said a few last words before she died. They were about you. Do you listen?"