The next day, Wen Tingyu was sent to kindergarten, and Wenxuan accompanied He Mengjie to the hospital.
This is a high-end private hospital, and only very wealthy people will stay here.
However, a hospital is a hospital, no matter how high-end it is, it will never be able to withstand the passing of people.
When He Mengjie walked into the ward, she smelled a rotten smell. It was a lifeless smell that made people feel that the person lying on the bed in the room had no life at all.
It was difficult for He Mengjie to describe the complicated emotions in her heart. On the one hand, she always felt resentful towards Yuan Hao because of what happened to her mother. On the other hand, she could not completely ignore the fact that she and Yuan Hao were related by blood.
However, He Mengjie, who was full of hesitation and contradiction, made both people in the ward extremely happy.
One is Yuan Hao lying on the hospital bed, and the other is Yuan Hao's mother, Xiang Yunhua.
Xiang Yunhua even stood up excitedly, her body trembling slightly. For two seconds, she didn't know what to say to welcome He Mengjie's arrival.
It was Wenxuan who spoke first: "Mengjie heard that Mr. Yuan was ill, so he came over to take a look." He said and put the nutritional supplements in his hands on the table in the room.
Only then did Xiang Yunhua come back to his senses. He walked up to He Mengjie and took her hand with some joy: "Grandma is very happy that you can come. You don't need to bring anything!"
He Mengjie still wasn't used to having her hand held like this, so she gently pulled her hand away from Xiang Yunhua's.
Xiang Yunhua was slightly startled, his eye circles were a little red, but then he forced a smile and said, "Hurry up and sit down."
He Mengjie turned her head and glanced at the ward, then sat on a chair not far from the hospital bed.
Yuan Hao was lying on the hospital bed with tubes on his hands, nose, and arms. He looked as if he was going to die soon.
He Mengjie recalled his outstanding demeanor when she saw him in court for the first time, and compared it with his current appearance, she couldn't help but feel sad.
The most cruel thing is that disease can actually make a person become like this in decline!
Yuan Hao couldn't stand up, but he looked at He Mengjie with very kind and kind eyes. He gently stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to take He Mengjie's hand.
But the distance between the two of them was too far. Even if he sat up from the bed, he could not reach He Mengjie's hand, not to mention that he was still lying down.
He Mengjie looked at the bony hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally stood up and walked to the bed, gently putting her hand into his.
Just think of it as comforting this seriously ill man, she comforted herself in her heart.
When Yuan Hao saw He Mengjie put her hand into his, he suddenly became excited. The heart rate of the ECG monitor became faster and louder.
He Mengjie sighed softly and said quietly: "Why are you so excited? I'm just trying to comfort you. That doesn't mean that my mother and I forgive you."
Unexpectedly, Yuan Hao said softly: "After I die, I will go to heaven to find your mother and personally ask for her forgiveness..."
He Mengjie's eyes instantly turned red, and big tears rolled down.
When Yuan Hao saw her crying, he smiled: "When you cry, it is much better than being indifferent to me. At least, you don't hide your emotions in front of me..."
He took a few deep breaths as he spoke, then stared at He Mengjie and asked intermittently: "Can you...can...call me daddy?"