Sweet Wedding Diary with An Shao

"It's grandpa's fault. Your parents left early, but grandpa didn't take good care of you." Old man Bai raised his withered hand to wipe away his tears.

He looked at Bai Yumo's thin body and pale cheeks, becoming more and more haggard.He secretly blamed Han Chen in his heart.He married his most miserable granddaughter to An Jia, but this is the result.

Stomach cancer, how can it be stomach cancer.
It was a huge pain that pierced the old man's heart.

"Grandpa, Mo'er is fine." Bai Yumo comforted Qiao's father with a smile. "Mo'er has a stomachache. Han Chen said that he can do it with a small operation."

Old Man Bai squeezed out a smile. "It's fine. I know Mo'er will be fine."

will be fine.will be fine.

After staying in the room for a while, Bai Yumo asked how Mr. Bai was doing, and said some thoughtful words.After a long time, old man Bai saw Bai Yumo's tired face and walked out first.

An Hanchen has been watching outside.

When he saw old man Bai coming out, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.Elder Bai tangled on the ground with his cane, pointed at An Hanchen with his cane, and said, "Let's talk."

An Hanchen sat opposite to old master Bai.

"Hanchen, tell me, why did it become like this? A year ago, Mo'er was not like this. Why did it become like this around you?" There was a faint reproach in the eyes of old man Bai.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of Yumo." An Hanchen lowered his head with apologetic eyes.

Old man Bai's eyes are full of vicissitudes.He sighed, and asked An Hanchen, "How sure is this operation?"

"50.00%."

When the percentage came out, An Hanchen followed closely behind.

"Aren't you going to tell Mo'er?"

An Hanchen was stunned for a moment. "I don't want Yumo to worry. I hope that in Yumo's eyes, this is just a minor operation. If it hurts, there's nothing left."

"Tell Mo'er to prepare her mentally. If it's not just pain..." Mr. An said seriously, but he didn't say much, some sadness would only make him sadder.

An Hanchen was stunned, he didn't expect to hear such an answer from Mr. Bai. "Grandpa, do you want me to tell Yumo?"
"I don't want Mo'er to understand..."

An Hanchen's hand was tight and calm. "Well, Grandpa, I know."

After a while, old man An also came to the hospital, and asked Yumo how he was.
When night fell, An Hanchen remembered what he had said, whether he should tell, he sat by the bed and looked at this woman's haggard face, looking at this woman like a withered flower.He held Bai Yumo's hand.

"Rain foam."

"Ok?"

"I……"

It was very embarrassing to see An Hanchen's hesitation.When he saw An Hanchen like this, he said: "If you have something to say, just say it."

Pause for a while, and if he wants to say something, he will temporarily change his mouth.He said, "Are you afraid of surgery?"

"Not afraid."

How can you not be afraid?People who are afraid of coming to the hospital say they are not afraid.That was just to pretend to be calm in front of An Hanchen.

"Don't be afraid." He looked at her with a powerful smile, but he couldn't bear it after all.

The cold wind howled.

Due to her weakness, Bai Yumo fell asleep first, but Han Chen couldn't.He caught a glimpse of Bai Yumo's cheek in the dark, and Bai Yumo was breathing gently next to his ear, but he felt that it was not enough, and gradually became worried.

To avoid sudden interruption of breathing.

This kind of panic oppressed An Hanchen

When Bai Yumo fell asleep, he walked out of the room.After smoking a lot in the smoking area, he decided to talk to someone.This person is Song Rongcheng.

This is the third time he visited Song Rongcheng after Song Rongcheng committed suicide.

At this time, Song Rongcheng, who was lying on the hospital bed, looked much better than when he just woke up, but his face still had a dead air that did not dissipate.

Jin Lin left first.At this time, there were only Han Chen and Song Rongcheng in the ward.

"Rongcheng, how are you doing?" An Hanchen asked lightly.

Song Rongcheng turned his eyes, but he didn't speak.Maybe that's why he didn't speak for a long time.He has lost the sense of speaking.

His expression was relaxed, without warmth.

"what happened to you?"

Song Rongcheng blinked.

An Hanchen continued, "My wife has cancer, stomach cancer, terminal stage, and I'm at a loss now. I haven't told Yumo the news yet. I want to tell her, but I can't. Tell me, I should tell Yumo now foam?"

Song Rongcheng finally spoke, he spoke slowly and hesitantly, and even at the beginning, he could only let out an "ah".

An Hanchen waited patiently.

"I heard Jin Lin talking about this situation, but I didn't expect it to be such a serious situation."

An Hanchen shook hands.He looked at Song Rongcheng's indifferent face. "Rongcheng, what does death look like?"

Song Rongcheng walked out of the gate of hell, Han Chen knew that asking Song Rongcheng was tantamount to poking Song Rongcheng's wound, but he had to ask.

Because now his favorite woman is wandering the gates of hell. "Death is nostalgia for life." Song Rongcheng said slowly: "After one death, I found out how difficult life is. I came back, but I didn't expect much from life. But let me die again, I can't stand it. So it's like a walking dead, neither dead nor alive."

He didn't want to die because Xia Yu hadn't come to see him until now, and he didn't ask her if she forgave him.He hasn't seen her yet.

He looked at An Hanchen and said, "I really didn't expect my little sister-in-law to be like this." In fact, Han Chen, I envy you and my little sister-in-law very much.I think maybe people deserve retribution because they used to be so fanciful, so now they find it hard to get someone's heart. "This is Song Rongcheng's heartfelt emotion.

It may be that he didn't speak for too long, and he was very emotional at this time.

"Han Chen, tell my sister-in-law." He said.

Perhaps, An Hanchen knew that this would be the answer.He took a deep breath and said, "I don't want to be so cruel to Yumo"

"It's not cruel." Song Rongcheng replied: "Everyone has the right to know the truth. If she doesn't understand, don't let her go to the operating table."

After all, there is only a 50% chance of going to the operating table.

如果
This winter, the Great Depression got worse.

The doctor told An Hanchen that the operation was planned to be carried out within half a month, and the patient should be mentally prepared.

Now in An Hanchen, it is not the patient who needs to prepare mentally, but himself.He hasn't decided whether to tell Bai Yumo this fact.

Yao Xue and Qin Su came to see Bai Yumo

The two siblings looked very concerned, Yao Xue said, "Are you okay now?"

"It's okay." Bai Yumo replied.

Qin Su said immediately: "you have to take care of yourself and get ready for the operation. My sister and I are especially worried about you. In terms of preparation, it's not only me who is worried about you, but my sister is more worried about you."

"I know, thank you." Bai Yumo nodded in gratitude.

Yao Xue said that he had something to report to An Hanchen about the company, so he went out with him.Only Qin Su and Bai Yumo were left in the ward.