So An Ming and Mu Ningqing hurriedly walked into the ward after hearing what Dr. Fang said. An's father, who was lying on the bed, smiled reluctantly and said: "I know my physical condition, and I also know that this moment is not far away, so I have done everything I can."
I have made preparations, and I feel as if I will be able to see your mother soon, so I am not afraid at all, but feel that this is a natural thing."
Mu Ningqing cried and said: "Dad, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be like this. Dad, please, don't leave us like this, please, I really don't."
It was difficult for An's father to even speak now, but Dada still used all his strength to say reluctantly: "Ningqing, don't always feel guilty because of that incident. In fact, I don't blame you for a long time, because I
I have always loved you so much, so I just hope that our Ningqing can be happy."
An Ming on the side seemed to have been stimulated by something. He didn't say a word. He just stared at An's father blankly, with a very painful expression. An's father looked at An Ming beside him and tried to muster the last strength.
He put An Ming's hand on Mu Ningqing's and looked at them feebly and said: "Ming'er, the An family will depend on you from now on. Live a good life with Ningqing. I believe he will be a good wife, just like you."
Just like my mother."
After using the last bit of strength to say these words, An's father's hand slowly fell down, and his eyes slowly closed, but with a smile on his face, An's father left, peacefully, and when he left
It was so calm, so harmonious, without a trace of struggle or pain.
"No, dad... dad... don't leave us... dad..." Mu Ningqing cried and knelt down in front of the bed. Father An, who had always been kind to her like a father, left them. From now on, they will no longer have Father An in their lives.
That kind smile disappeared, but An Ming on the side could no longer restrain his emotions and burst into tears.
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7:36 p.m.
An Ming and Mu Ningqing just came back from the hospital. Their expressions were full of grief. Mu Ningqing looked at An Ming who was sitting on the sofa without any expression. She was really heartbroken. She really didn't know what to do.
Only then could he comfort An Ming, but now that he needed others to take care of him, how could he take care of him.
From the moment An's father fell, she felt that the reason why An's father was like this was all because of her, all because of that incident, so her heart was always in deep self-blame, but when she saw
An Ming was in such pain, and she persisted in enduring it. She wanted to leave An Ming and the An family, so that maybe she would feel less guilty.
But now is not the time to leave. An Ming has just lost his father. If he leaves so ruthlessly at this time, he will definitely not be able to bear the blow. So the most important thing now is to get An Ming back on his feet.
This way she will feel more at ease when she leaves.
She barely supported her shaky body and walked to An Ming, holding his head against her belly: "An Ming, I know you are in pain, but dad passed away peacefully, didn't he? He went to see the Kingdom of Heaven.
His mother, maybe he really misses her, so he wants to see her earlier, so An Ming, don’t be sad, I will always be by your side."
Looking at this scarred woman, but still comforting himself like this, he couldn't help but hug her tighter, and the two of them hugged each other and lay on the bed and fell asleep.
In the next few days, they will stay at the mourning hall to deal with An's father's funeral affairs.
When the outside world saw the death of Mr. An, they all spread rumors that it was because of that incident that An's father became sick and died due to anger. However, under the influence of the An family, no magazine or newspaper dared to write such a story, so they believed that things would slow down.