On the phone, Li Yuanhang didn't even finish his words. The unprecedented heaviness in his tone made You Tong's whole body go blank for an instant. She put down the phone and rushed towards the hospital building with trembling legs.
Behind her, Rong Chen had a confused expression on his face. She couldn't hear him no matter how he screamed.
Zhao Wanhua's ward was on the 11th floor. You Tong stood in the elevator, her eyes wide open in astonishment, staring blankly at the rising numbers on the indicator light. The elevator was obviously very fast, but she still
I prayed that it could go faster, even faster, for fear that something might be too late.
With a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened. Just after a gap was exposed, a slender figure emerged from the small gap. Looking from a distance, it was like the white light in the gap, so weak, like the wind.
It will fall down if you blow it.
The door to the ICU ward was wide open, and doctors and nurses were coming in and out. The white coats they were wearing made her vision blur for a while, and the pungent smell of disinfectant floated in the air, which also made her feel nauseated.
"Mom..." You Tong rushed over, but was grabbed by Li Yuanhang.
"Xiaotong, calm down, the doctors and nurses are still making their last efforts."
Last effort...
You Tong's eyes became wet.
On the hospital bed, Zhao Wanhua's body was covered with cold tubes. Her face was pale, her eye sockets were sunken deeply, and there was a dark green color between her eyebrows. Her beautiful face had long been eclipsed, like a withered flower, and she wore an oxygen mask on her mouth.
, the breathing is so thin that it is almost unnoticeable.
The doctor finally shook his head helplessly and said in a deep voice, "She is dying. She can survive on oxygen for a while now. If you have anything to say, please hurry up and tell her."
"No...Mom..." You Tong broke free from Li Yuanhang's grasp, flew towards the bed, and held Zhao Wanhua's hand tightly, "Mom...Mom...don't leave, Mom..."
Zhao Wanhua's consciousness was drowsy, but her eyelids suddenly moved. However, she did not have the strength to open her eyes, and her mouth wearing an oxygen mask also moved. You Tong's heart tightened, and she bent down and leaned towards Zhao Wanhua's ear, "
Mom...what did you say..."
"Lan..." Zhao Wanhua was so angry that she only said this one word and no longer had the strength to continue.
"Mom?!" You Tong didn't understand what she meant, but he clearly saw the tears in the corners of Zhao Wanhua's eyes, as if she was telling some regrets.
"Mom, what do you want to say...say it again...say it again..." You Tong leaned forward and hugged Zhao Wanhua's increasingly stiff body, and suddenly saw a blue camellia tattooed on Zhao Wanhua's left earlobe.
The pattern was so small that you couldn't tell it without looking carefully. If she had worn earrings, it would have been covered. You Tong didn't even know when Zhao Wanhua got this tattoo.
orchid……
Blue camellia...
Mom loves camellias the most, but are there blue camellias in this world...
You Tong was confused for a moment. She knew that this was Zhao Wanhua's last wish, but where should she go to find the blue camellia?!
Beside, the curve on the heartbeat monitor suddenly became violent, and Zhao Wanhua's breathing seemed to have returned a little. The doctor quickly checked her condition. According to experience, this was a return to normal.
The nurse injected the medicine into Zhao Wanhua, and the light pink liquid seeped into her blood vessels little by little.
You Tong looked at the light pink, her heart suddenly trembled, and she seemed to think of something in her mind. She grabbed Zhao Wanhua's hand tightly and said with a choked voice, "Mom, I know, I know... you have to wait for me,
I'll be back soon, if you have to wait for me, you must wait for me!"
After saying that, she forced herself to hold back her reluctance, forcefully let go of Zhao Wanhua's hand, and ran out of the ward.
"Xiaotong..." Li Yuanhang tried to catch up but couldn't catch up.
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9th floor.
Gu Yirong's ward.
Rong Yuchi sat quietly on the chair next to the hospital bed, silently looking at Gu Yirong, who had been unconscious, with complicated emotions in his eyes.
He had hated her for so many years, but in the end, he suddenly realized that all his hatred was meaningless. She was not his biological mother.
Countless times in the past, he had prayed to God, hoping that she was not his mother, but at the moment when the truth was revealed, he suddenly felt regretful.
Compared to Zhao Wanhua, he would rather recognize Gu Yirong as his mother, but God never follows one's wishes.
The door to the ward was suddenly knocked open, and Rong Chen walked in slowly.
"Achi..."
Rong Yuchi slowly turned around and looked at Rong Chen, but found that his expression was a little heavy.
"Achi, I just met Xiaotong. She went to the 11th floor... Mrs. Li is critically ill... I heard Xiaotong calling Mrs. Li mother..."
Rong Yuchi's heart suddenly sank, and his hands clenched into fists subconsciously.
Mrs. Li is critically ill...
Mrs. Li...
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In the quiet ward, there was a strong smell of death.
Zhao Wanhua lay weakly on the bed, waiting for the last thing.
You Tong's hurried footsteps came closer and closer. As she ran up and down, Zhao Wanhua's heartbeat also fluctuated.
You Tong was breathing heavily, holding a red camellia in her hand. This kind of camellia is very common and can be seen everywhere in the flower shop downstairs of the hospital, but she held it like a treasure.
Under everyone's suspicious gazes, You Tong roughly took off the intravenous drip bottle that Zhao Wanhua was still hanging, placed it on the ground and smashed it hard, causing the liquid to splash and wet the camellia.
Everyone exclaimed, and the next second they were surprised. The red camellia flowers slowly changed color after being soaked in the medicinal solution, first from red to purple, and then from purple to blue.
"Mom, look, the blue camellia...isn't it beautiful..." You Tong cried and pinned the flower on Zhao Wanhua's head.
And in the next second, Zhao Wanhua stopped breathing, but her expression was calm, and the corner of her mouth raised a hint of happiness.
"Mother……"
"Aunt Wan..."
"Wanhua..."
There was a feeling of sadness in the ward.
At the door of the ward, Rong Yuchi froze there, his eyes suddenly turned red.