Fu Huaiyong staggered and grabbed Fu Nanli's hand: "Is it true? They said your father is here."
Fu Nanli frowned and asked, "Who told you that?"
Mr. Fu didn't bother to answer his question: "I'm asking you a question, is he here?"
Ye Minqiu looked at him nervously.
A person who had been dead for decades suddenly had someone bring news that he was not dead. Even if there were so many grudges and entanglements in the past, she was willing to forgive him as long as he was still well.
Fu Nanli was in a mixed mood: "He's in the operating room."
Fu Huaiyong's voice trembled: "So, is this true? Is your father really still alive?"
Ye Minqiu's eyes turned red and tears couldn't stop falling.
It's good that he is alive. No matter what he did in the past, decades have passed and now she has lost it, she is willing to forgive him.
Fu Nanli said in a heavy voice: "Not alive..."
Fu Huaiyong and Ye Minqiu were both stunned: "What...what do you mean?"
"When we saw him, he was already seriously injured."
Qin Bei, Song An and other bodyguards behind him didn't dare to say anything more. The young master was obviously going to protect Miss Wen. They were all the young master's men and stood on the same side as the young master. They would not betray the young master and Miss Wen.
Fu Huaiyong opened his lips nervously: "Seriously injured? Then... what?"
"When he was rushed to the hospital, it was too late. Grandpa, Mom, please accept my condolences."
Fu Huaiyong's legs went limp, and Uncle Li and the bodyguards beside him hurried to support him.
The corridor was eerily quiet, the atmosphere was heavy and depressing, and Fu Huaiyong couldn't stop crying.
I thought I had recovered what I had lost, but unexpectedly, it was just the second time I lost it. Why did God play such a joke on me
The door of the operating room was right in front of him, but he didn't have the courage to go in. He didn't dare to go in.
Ye Minqiu was more rational than him, and said in a trembling voice: "Dad, let's go in and take a look."
In the past, we hadn’t even seen his body. We never saw him alive, and we never saw his body after he died. But now, at least we can see his body.
At least his ashes can be buried in the Fu family cemetery.
What else could she not accept
Gently open the sliding door of the operating room, and the person was lying quietly on the operating table, with white cloth covering his feet to his head.
It was so close, but Ye Minqiu felt like he had been away for half his lifetime.
This man had been wandering outside for half his life. What happened? In the end, he appeared in front of her as a corpse.
The man's left hand drooped slightly, the white cloth unable to cover it, and a ring on his ring finger glowed faintly.
She saw at a glance that it was their wedding ring.
He was still wearing it.
Her eyes felt sore and she smiled at herself, what's the point
She gently lifted the white cloth covering her face.
When Fu Huaiyong saw his son, he felt as if he was separated from his mother by the Yin and Yang. His vision went dark and he almost fainted. Uncle Li hurriedly helped him out.
Only Ye Minqiu and Fu Xianyuan were left in the operating room.
Hot tears dripped onto the white cloth. Ye Minqiu chuckled and raised her hand to gently wipe away the tears: "I didn't expect that I would shed tears for you in this life."
The person on the operating table did not react at all. Ye Minqiu gently touched the ring on his finger.
The finger was as cold and heartless as the ring.
"Are you tired? I don't know what kind of life you have lived outside in this life, but now, you can have a good sleep. You know the Fu family cemetery. The sunshine there is good, with green mountains behind and the sea in front. You can sleep peacefully there."
(End of this chapter)