Not to mention someone who actually protected Song Qiao, he was just a stranger. It was probably unacceptable for him to die like this in front of them.
Momo said "Bah, bah" twice, "I can't even count what I just said."
Song Qiao actually knew that in this situation, even if she said a hundred words to Gu Dajing, it would be useless. The only thing she could see now was luck.
If you are lucky and the injuries are not fatal, you may still survive.
Time passed by, and the lights in the emergency room never went out. At first, Momo could still wait with him, but later he couldn't sit still anymore, so he bought two cups of coffee and forced one cup to Song Qiao.
"If you don't want to drink, why don't you hold it and warm your hands?" she said.
The warm touch brought Song Qiao out of her dazed state. She hugged the coffee and stared at the lights in the operating room.
I don’t know if it sensed it or something, but the next second, the light suddenly went out.
Song Qiao's thoughts were a little numb and before he could react, Momo finally rushed to Qianqian first, dragging the doctor and asking, "How is it, how is it, has the person been rescued?"
The doctor took off his mask and showed a heavy expression, "I'm sorry..."
Song Qiao only heard these three words, and his head buzzed. He couldn't hear any other words after that. From his sight, he could only see the doctor's mouth opening and closing.
She didn't know what he was talking about specifically.
"Qiaoqiao, are you okay, Qiaoqiao!"
There was a sound that seemed to come from the sky, vague and uncertain. It wasn't until Song Qiao was pushed on the shoulder that her soul returned to its original position, and all the noise rushed into her ears.#@$&
Song Qiao shook his head and said softly, "I'm fine."
"You're frighteningly pale now." Momo was very worried and put his hand on her forehead, "I'll take you to find a place to rest first."
Song Qiao actually didn't feel anything. She pulled Momo's hand away and said, "It's really okay. Over there at Gu Dajing... what did the doctor say?"
Speaking of him, Momo felt uncomfortable, "The doctor said that the injuries on his body were critical, and when he was brought here, he had already lost too much blood, so he couldn't be rescued."
"..."%&(&
Song Qiao didn't speak for a while. She lowered her head, as if thinking about what Momo just said. After a long time, she asked softly, "So, the person is dead, right?"
Momo pursed her lips, "Yeah."
"I understand." Song Qiao took a deep breath and felt a coldness filling her heart, "Then let's help handle the funeral arrangements."
After all, he has no family, so he can't just ignore it.
Song Qiao stood up with his knees propped up. He had been sitting for too long and his blood was no longer flowing. He staggered and almost fell sideways.
"Be careful." Momo exclaimed.
Song Qiao grabbed Momo's arm and stood still. She suddenly thought of the most important thing, "Should we call the police about Gu Dajing?"
It was too difficult for her to find out what was going on, and there were lives lost, so she should call the police anyway.
"Yes, but we have to wait until dawn." Momo said.
"Um."
Song Qiao didn't speak anymore. Accompanied by Momo, she went through all the remaining procedures for Gu Dajing, and all the money that needed to be settled was settled clearly.
Next, there is the remaining matter of cremation and burial.
Song Qiao had never been exposed to many things before, so he had to fumble through them. After finishing most of the work, it was already bright outside.
Song Qiao's legs and feet were a little weak. She leaned against the wall and looked at the rising sun outside the window. She was silent for a long time and suddenly felt a little absurd.
"Do you think I'm dreaming?" she asked.
"What?" Momo followed Song Qiao and looked at her with worry, "If you have anything to say, let's go back and rest before we talk."
Song Qiao shook his head, "I'm fine."
Just now, she just suddenly felt that the development of things was too incredible.
The person who was still sitting at the dinner table talking to him last night turned around and completely disappeared, so that Song Qiao felt that he might be dreaming.
When I woke up, I was still there.
Momo was also a little sad. Although she felt that she couldn't get along with Gu Dajing, she still hoped that he would be well. "Forget it, let's go back first. When I came out yesterday, Qiqi and Xiaotang were very worried about you."
When it came to the two children, Song Qiao finally cheered up.
"Let's go back first," Song Qiao said.
On the way back, both of them were silent.
When entering the house, Song Qiao saw Mrs. An woke up from the sofa and hurriedly came over to greet her, "How are you? Is Dajing okay? I've been waiting all night."
Song Qiao looked at her and didn't know how to speak.
Finally, he shook his head.
Everything is left unsaid.
Aunt An was stunned. She couldn't bear the blow. She took two steps back and murmured, "How could this happen? You are such a good person, why..."
She couldn't speak any more and burst into tears.
Song Qiao was worried that Mrs. An was too sad and had some health problems, so she cheered up and comforted her, "Don't be too sad. I will take care of his affairs."
"He is a good person." Aunt An choked with sobs.
Song Qiao was speechless, who could say otherwise.
She couldn't comfort Aunt An with any extra words, so she could only stay by her side silently, patting Aunt An's shoulder gently.
After a while, the door to the room opened. Qiqi was wearing pajamas, her hair was messed up from sleeping, and her face was still stained by the pillow. She was holding a baby in her arms and looking at Song Qiao blankly.
She realized something, trotted to Mrs. An, stretched out her little hand to wipe away her tears, "If Grandma An doesn't cry, Uncle Ojing will go to heaven and wait for us."
Song Qiao was startled and turned to look at Qiqi.
"Qiqi, how did you know?" she asked.
Song Qiao didn't want Qiqi and Xiaotang to be exposed to such life and death issues too early, so when he called Momo yesterday, he specifically told him not to let the two little ones know.
Qiqi raised her head, "When Aunt Momo was talking to Grandma An yesterday, my brother and I heard it." Her eyes were filled with sadness, "We know that something might have happened to Uncle Ojing."
Song Qiao was a little distracted.
She suddenly thought that Gu Dajing was not just Qiqi's and their uncle's bodyguard, he was also their biological father. From then on, they were real and could no longer see their father.
Realizing this, Song Qiao suddenly felt regretful.
Perhaps she should have explained the situation earlier and let the three of them recognize each other.
Now, there's no chance.
Song Qiao felt a little ashamed of Qiqi and Xiaotang. She squatted down, hugged Qiqi tightly in her arms, and kept saying, "I'm sorry, Qiqi, I'm sorry..."
Qiqi was at a loss and hugged Song Qiao's neck with her backhand, "Mommy, what happened to Uncle Ojing was the bad guy's fault. You are not at fault."
So why say sorry?
Is it because you couldn't save him?
Qiqi couldn't figure it out and snuggled into Song Qiao's arms obediently.
