Ye walked out and closed the door gently. He sat in the living room and waited anxiously. He was still worried. So he called the hospital...
"Bing'er... come, sit here..." Zuo's mother pointed to the bed and said weakly;
Binger nodded solemnly and sat down.
Zuo's mother gently put her right hand on the back of Bing'er's hand. Bing'er looked at her with tears in her eyes.
"Bing'er... I've liked you very much since the first time I saw you... You made me feel... very intimate... I'm thinking that if she hadn't died... she would have been as old as you...
Cough cough~~" Zuo's mother quickly covered her mouth and coughed. Bing'er patted her chest gently.
"Haha...I'm fine..."
"She... who is she?" Xie Bing'er asked with a trembling voice;
"It seems...Ye didn't tell you...she...is my daughter...Ye's sister...she will definitely be...as beautiful as you when she grows up...ahem~~"
"Stop talking, please rest for a while..." It seemed that Bing'er's voice was not only trembling, but her body was also trembling.
"I'm fine... Listen to me... Ahem~~ When I saw you for the first time... I thought you were very similar to her. But... but you are not her... no... she is a very
A girl who likes to laugh and talk very much..." Zuo's mother gasped. When Bing'er wanted to stop her and let her have a good rest, she shook her head again and continued.
"Ahem~~ I can see that Ye likes you...but, he doesn't know it himself...he doesn't know how to express his feelings...he always thought that fate would take the initiative...to find him on his own initiative.
.So...he has been hesitating..When he mustered up the courage to pursue you...ahem~~he didn't expect that you would agree...agree to date him. After coming back, he would be crazy with happiness...ha...
Ahem~~"
"Stop talking, just take a rest first. I'm going to make a call..." Bing'er almost cried because she had a bad premonition... She would rather she was overthinking. However, this feeling was very...
strong……
"No! Don't... don't go... Bing'er, listen to what I have to say..." Zuo's mother used all her strength to hold Bing'er.
"But you need to go to the hospital now..." Bing'er choked and said;
"Haha...it's too late..." Zuo's mother shook her head.
"No...how could it be too late? No. It's just a bad cold, isn't it? I'm going to make a call. I'm going to make a call..." Bing'er shook her head vigorously. Impossible. Impossible. How is it possible?
It will be like this...
"How could I not know about my own body... It's too late... I lied to Ye'er... I kept telling him that I had a severe cold. Haha... In fact, I had already
I have tuberculosis. Don’t worry... the chance of infection is very small... You may not have noticed. No matter what I use, my things need to be disinfected..." No wonder this room is filled with the smell of rice vinegar.
"No, how could I be afraid of being infected? No..." Bing'er held back the tears that were about to leave and forced a smile.
"Haha... thank you Bing'er... I, I have already written a letter... and put it under Ye's sheets. I don't want him to watch me go to that country with his own eyes... I don't want him to be sad...
Do you know? I am not afraid of death... death is nothing scary to me. On the contrary... I am very happy... because I can go to accompany her. I can go to accompany Ling'er... cough cough~~ cough
Cough~~" Blood... spurted out along with a violent cough. On the sheets, the blood stains at first glance...