The night wind howled with the chill of early spring, and the chill was deep.
Xue Ling hurriedly walked down the stairs and found Lao San and Lin Qingzhi standing side by side waiting below.
The two of them were wearing the same windbreaker, tall and tall with outstanding temperament, and they were looking at themselves earnestly with their heads held high.
"mom!"
"Aunt!"
The two of them came up to her, one from the left and the other from the right, and took the things in her hands.
Xue Ling's head was buzzing and his thoughts were very confused. He said slightly hoarsely: "First... let's go back first."
The stretched luxury car drove over, and Cheng Huanchong helped her get into the car.
As soon as he sat down, Lin Qingzhi asked with concern: "Auntie, is your throat okay? Something doesn't sound right."
"It's okay." Xue Ling frowned and replied, "Maybe it's because I didn't drink much water on the plane."
Lin Qingzhi poured a glass of warm water and gave it to her.
"Thank you." Xue Ling murmured and took it, taking a big sip.
Cheng Huanchong looked at his mother's unhappy face and whispered distressedly: "Mom, I asked you to come back quickly..."
"When such a big thing happened, how could I not come back?" Xue Ling sighed helplessly: "When watching the news, I habitually look at the infection numbers and then the death numbers. If Sister Achun hadn't passed away suddenly, we would all still be here.
We thought that this epidemic was far away from us. But we didn’t expect that… there would be one less person in our family.”
Lin Qingzhi soothed and whispered: "Auntie, you have to express your condolences. My aunt has always been in poor health and has many underlying diseases. The mortality rate of such patients is relatively high. The epidemic has swept the entire imperial capital. It's not that I don't want to avoid it, but that I can't avoid it.
"
Xue Ling choked up: "When your father said he was coming back, I thought he was overly worried. Because of family ties, he might have had a premonition."
A few days ago, my husband kept tossing and turning and couldn't sleep or eat well. When I asked him, he was always evasive and just said he was fine.
It wasn't until she pressed him to ask him what was going on that he said he didn't know what was going on. There was always an ominous premonition in his heart, making him feel unspeakably uncomfortable.
"At the beginning, I comforted him by saying that A Fang has turned negative and her condition is getting better day by day, so there is no need to worry about it. Who knows... she still can't escape this disaster."
Cheng Huanchong whispered with red eyes: "No one expected... I thought everything was fine. Uncle Huan said that my aunt's physical fitness was too poor and her body was too weak. Even if she turned negative, her internal organs were always very weak. Slowly...
…I can’t stand it anymore.”
Lin Qingzhi explained: "My aunt has always been surrounded by doctors and a very professional nurse. But in the end, there was nothing they could do... It's not that they didn't save her, but that they couldn't save her and were unable to save her."
"I understand." Xue Ling sighed and nodded: "You have done a good job and you have tried your best. The sanatorium is still sealed. It is not easy for you to send doctors, nurses, and instruments in, and try to allocate manpower."
Cheng Huanchong lowered his voice: "But Xiaohan...she is very emotional now. She...she even blames us."
"Ignore her." Xue Ling shook his head: "She was just too sad and couldn't find an outlet to vent, so she vented her anger and talked nonsense."
Lin Qingzhi patted Cheng Huanchong's arm and whispered: "She is still sick and is a patient. Give her some time and she will get better. She is a patient and the saddest person. If we care about her at this time,
On the contrary, we are not reasonable enough and considerate of her enough."
"Alas..." Cheng Huanchong said depressedly: "She is not the only one who feels uncomfortable."
Xue Xin hurried to Xinyuan to pick up Xiaohan. Unexpectedly, not long after they left home, they received the sad news of Cheng Tianfang's death.
Xue Han was stunned and was stunned for a long time.
"Xiao Xin said she didn't move for most of the day, and she was so frightened that she didn't know what to do." Cheng Huanchong explained: "Unexpectedly, she started crying and yelling like crazy, and even hit Xiao Xin."
"Is the fourth child okay?" Xue Ling frowned and asked, "Are you not injured?"
Cheng Huanchong replied in a low voice: "My arms were injured in several places, my neck was scratched and bleeding, and my thighs were kicked a few times. Fortunately, the bodyguard jumped into the back seat and suppressed Xiaohan, otherwise Xiaoxin would have been severely beaten."
Xue Ling secretly felt sorry for her daughter and said, "Xiaohan is in a special situation... You have to be more careful in contact with her these days."
"She was sedated." Lin Qingzhi explained: "She was too emotionally unstable and had to be sedated. Later, she fell asleep. I arranged for two psychiatrists to accompany her and take turns on duty. They had been in contact with Xiaohan before.
After a while, they will understand her condition in detail, and I believe they will persuade her. Uncle Heng is in a very low mood and is not in good health, so he really can't take care of her."
Cheng Huanchong frowned and whispered: "Uncle Heng is very ill and in poor spirits. He even walks with half a stoop."
"You have to help take care of him!" Xue Ling asked, "Have you made arrangements?"
Cheng Huanchong replied: "Second brother is taking care of me. Uncle Huan really can't leave. There are still a lot of patients in the hospital waiting for him to treat. There are people in the nursing home who have everything they need, so he asked Uncle Heng to stay.
Recuperate and let the doctors in the sanatorium take good care of you. The doctor and my second brother are over there, don’t worry."
Xue Ling nodded and said, "It's too late now. I'll talk to my second brother after dawn."
The car was driving smoothly on the suburban expressway, with bright lights on both sides of the road and very few vehicles coming and going.
Xue Ling squinted at the night scene outside the car window, feeling a lot of emotion in her heart.
"In just one winter...it seems that nothing has changed, but it seems that too much has changed. This winter has been too cold...it is still cold even now."
The heating in the car was sufficient, but her hands and feet felt cold.
Cheng Huanchong on the side opened the automatic cabinet at his feet, took out a thin quilt, and wrapped it tenderly around his mother.
Xue Ling asked in a low voice: "Go to the hospital to see your father first, right? I want to see him first."
I can't sleep when I go back to Xinyuan now, so I might as well go there earlier and see how he is doing.
They hadn't seen each other for just a few days, and he was already in the hospital. How could she not worry!
"Yes." Lin Qingzhi said warmly: "Everyone is over there, and we will still rest there tonight."
Cheng Huanchong quickly comforted him: "Dad's condition is not serious. The doctor said he can go back after two or three days of intravenous drip. It's just that something happened to my aunt suddenly... Dad felt a little unbearable."
"It always takes time." Xue Ling sighed and asked, "What do you say about the funeral? Are you sure it can't be done?"
Lin Qingzhi replied: "We cannot hold funerals at the moment, and gatherings or gatherings of more than seven people are prohibited. If it is a happy event, postpone it for a while and then handle it properly. But funerals...can't be postponed, so we can only handle them as simply and low-key as possible."
Xue Ling was very open-minded about this point and nodded in agreement.
"There are no people left, so the grand ceremony has little meaning. At present, the epidemic situation is unclear, so we should strictly abide by what we should abide by, and we should not use personal emotions as an excuse to harm the collective interests. Besides, there is no illness, old age, or funeral.