Chapter 2607 This is not giving up, this is saving
Within a few minutes, the scratches on Gu Siying's body had completely disappeared, as if they had never existed at all.
Her signs of vitality and breathing gradually returned to evenness.
She woke up from a coma, her weak face full of confusion.
"noob……"
Xiaobai saw her waking up, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and held the woman in his arms tightly.
"It's me, madam. Xiaobai is here. Madam is not afraid."
Wang Jiahua rushed forward unwillingly, shouting: "I can't fail, I can't fail, my son has no chance. No chance."
He was covered in scars and blood, but it was as if he couldn't feel the pain. He just rushed forward blindly, only knowing to complete the operation and save the child.
Gu Zichen rushed over, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up easily.
After picking it up high, he said with a cold face: "It's you, there is no chance."
After saying that, his hand on Wang Jiahua's neck gradually tightened until the veins on his neck were pinched until one by one they jumped.
Wong Jiahua looked very painful, and kept stretching out his hands towards the little boy on the hospital bed.
"Son, son..."
At this moment, the little boy on the hospital bed suddenly let out a soft call.
The voice sounded very weak and lifeless.
"dad……"
As soon as he heard the little boy's voice, Wang Jiahua was so excited that he shed tears.
He tried his best to break free from Gu Zichen's restraint, and then he suddenly lay down beside the bed and held the little boy's hand tightly.
"Here, daddy is here, son."
The little boy who had been sleeping before has now woken up.
He opened his eyes weakly, and then slowly spoke. Every word he spoke seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
"Dad, don't make the same mistake again and again."
The little boy coughed a few times and said, "I don't want you to make any more mistakes when I see you, Dad. Although you are saving my life, I feel all the time that I am a man-eating demon who relies on innocent people."
Only then can the organs survive.”
"Dad, now I hate myself more than ever."
When Wang Jiahua heard this, he shed tears of guilt: "No, kid, don't say that. It's not your fault, it's all my fault. You are not a man-eating demon, you are daddy's baby
son."
"Even if I take hundreds of thousands of lives on my back, I will definitely want you to survive. Survive in good health. I want to watch you grow up and watch you get married and start a family."
As a father, he is selfish.
He selfishly understood that his son could not survive, but he still wanted to fight tooth and nail to keep his son alive.
Although, many innocent lives and costs have to be paid for this.
But he doesn't care anymore.
He even understood that if his son had a family and started a career, his illness might harm a family and the next generation.
However, as a father, he still hopes that his son can live a life like ordinary people.
At this moment, he seemed to understand his wife.
It's a pity that his wife is no longer here.
"Dad, I don't want to live in pain. For me, being the son of you and my mother is the greatest happiness."
The little boy smiled at him, laughing, and tears fell down.
His cold little hand gently placed on the back of Wang Jiahua's hand: "So, Dad, don't make the same mistake again and again. Instead of letting me live in such pain, it's better to let me go."
After saying that, the little boy turned to look at the oxygen tank aside.
As long as the oxygen mask is taken off, he will leave.
Wang Jiahua shook his head desperately: "No! Don't even think about it, it's absolutely impossible! I will never give up on you."
"Dad, this is not giving up on me. This is saving me."
As the little boy spoke, his whole body was shaking, and then he coughed violently.
After coughing, a line of bright red blood fell from the corner of his mouth.
The organs in his body are already diseased.
Unless a replacement organ is found immediately, the little boy will die even if the oxygen mask is not removed.
Wang Jiahua turned around anxiously and looked at Gu Siying, placing all his hopes on her.
"Gu Siying, I'm begging you. Give your organs to my son. I'll give you whatever you want. Money, don't you need money? Doesn't your mother need money for treatment? I'll give this to you
I can give you my life, Gu Siying, I beg you."
He knelt in front of Gu Siying and kowtowed his head again and again.
Xiaobai hugged Gu Siying tightly in his arms, preventing her from looking at Wang Jiahua.
"roll."
When no one noticed, the weak little boy used all his strength to slowly raise his hand that had been lying flat on the bed sheet, and then gently held his face.
oxygen mask on.
He reluctantly glanced at Wang Jiahua, who was still kneeling down to beg for his organs, his eyes full of pain.
If it weren't for my disease, my father would have lived a very good life, right?
At the very least, he will not kneel down to others without losing his dignity. At the very least, he will not take so many lives and become a serial murderer.
Everything will be gone.
"Dad, I'm sorry..."
After saying this last sentence, the little boy no longer hesitated and took off the oxygen mask on his face.
As soon as he was released from the oxygen mask, it seemed like countless pressure and dust were attacking his body.
The little boy looked in great pain, but there was a smile on his face.
Gu Siying saw with her own eyes that the little boy took off the only oxygen mask that kept him alive, and his eyes widened.
She pointed to the little boy behind her: "Child..."
After hearing her words, Wang Jiahua turned around quickly.
When he turned around, he saw the little boy lying on the hospital bed in pain, and the oxygen mask on his face had fallen aside.
"No, no! Son, son!"
He hurriedly picked up the oxygen mask and prepared to put it back on the little boy's face.
However, a small hand suddenly raised and gently grabbed him.
The little boy shook his head at him, and his little hands gradually tightened.
"Dad, let me go, forget me... please."
At that moment, Wang Jiahua was stunned: "How could I let you go? How could I..."
His hands holding the oxygen mask were shaking constantly.
The little boy looked at the ceiling calmly. At that moment, he seemed to see something.
Joy and hope ignited in his eyes.
"Mom is here to pick me up..."
As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes, and the little hand that was holding on to Wang Jiahua's hand naturally slipped and fell.