As soon as the bodyguard called me, he got a quick response, "It's true. He died in the operating room. His aorta ruptured and he lost too much blood."
Ouyang Yun nodded slightly, "Stare, don't relax."
After he finished his instructions, he looked at Mrs. Ouyang. She was still in a daze silently, with a stiff expression, as if she was isolated from the world.
The door to the lounge next door opened, and Zheng Yuan walked out with her white and tender little guy in her arms. The little guy had sleepy eyes and lay obediently in his mother's arms.
Zheng Yuan touched his little head, and as if he was awakened, he softly called out, "Grandma, get well soon and be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible. I don't like staying in the hospital."
He wrinkled his little nose and looked disgusted. Because of his illness, he disliked the hospital.
Mrs. Ouyang felt a little distressed, "Let your mommy take you home."
The little guy shook his head firmly, with a sweet smile on his pink and tender face, "No, we are a family. We share difficulties and share blessings. If you have a bad day, I will stay with you in the hospital.
one day."
The child's childlike words were like spring raindrops, hitting her dry heart, making Mrs. Ouyang's eyes wet, and she hugged her soft little body tightly, "My good grandson, grandma has you.
Already."
Yes, she doesn’t have a husband, but she has sons and grandchildren, so she doesn’t have nothing.
She also heard the news of Shen Qing'er's death, and she felt very complicated, "Am I too cruel?"
If she doesn’t regret it, why should her son give blood to others?
I just feel awkward and uncomfortable.
Ouyang Yun sneered, "You can only survive if you are cruel. She shot me five times last night..."
If she were alive, this account must be settled, but now that she is dead, it can only be settled once and for all.
The expressions of everyone present changed. Zheng Yuan's body went limp and she almost fell down.
The little guy's eyes widened with anger.
Mrs. Ouyang was even more excited and pounded the bed, "You little bitch, die early and live early, you will die well."
To actually want to kill her son is so vicious, what retribution.
Ouyang Yun said calmly, "Either I live or he dies. Reality is so cruel."
Mrs. Ouyang said angrily, "Let them die, they are all bitches."
She cursed so hard that she became more energetic.
After scolding for a long time, she suddenly remembered something, "But where is Ayi? How is she?"
Ouyang Yun had already received the news, but he kept it secret and said, "It was a miscarriage, and the child cannot be saved."
Mrs. Ouyang's face was very complicated, she seemed relieved, angry, and distressed.
"Retribution, eat everything inside and outside."
The evil seed is gone, which is the best result.
But her heart felt like a big stone had been pressed against her, and she was indescribably depressed. That was the daughter she had loved for more than 20 years, and regarded her as her own.
Ouyang Yun also had a hundred kinds of feelings in his heart, "Don't think so much, have a good rest."
Zheng Yuan came out holding a bowl of steaming noodles and said, "Mommy, you didn't eat anything in the morning. Eat a bowl of noodles before going to bed. You didn't sleep well all night."
The noodles exuded an alluring aroma. The little guy sat up suddenly, opened his eyes with salivation, and coquettishly said, "Mommy, I want to eat too."
Children just love to eat, especially the food cooked by mommy, they can't help it.
Ouyang Yun couldn't help but complain, "Didn't you have breakfast?"