An Youyou took An Chongqiu and rushed all the way to Anjia's medical center.
This medical center is not only staffed by top experts from multiple departments, it is even equipped with multiple ICU intensive care units, delivery rooms and operating rooms.
The hardware facilities here can even handle the most complex organ transplant surgeries in the world.
At this time, An Qishan, the old man of the An family, was lying in the largest ICU ward in the medical center.
His body was covered with various equipment and pipelines, his entire face was covered in an oxygen mask, and he was relying on a ventilator to barely maintain his weak breath.
His wife, Ye Chen's grandmother, was sitting next to him, gently rubbing his right hand with both hands, and her tears had already burst.
Although several doctors have been standing by, there is nothing they can do now.
In their eyes, An Qishan's life has still come to an end, just like the wick that has burned out the last drop of oil. The flame has become so small that it is almost invisible. At the same time, it is still contracting irregularly, and it seems that it may be extinguished at any time.
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At this time, the only thing they can do is to wait for the flame to be completely extinguished. It's not that they don't want to intervene, but in this case, even if the breathing rate is slightly higher, it is possible to blow out the last flame, so in the end
The best way to deal with it is not to disturb it and let it burn the last few traces of oil and gas left in the wick.
The other children and grandchildren of the An family all stayed in the lounge outside the ICU.
Ye Chen's second uncle and third uncle were sitting side by side on the sectional sofa. In addition, there was also a skinny old man with an immortal spirit and gray hair and beard. He was sitting opposite them, making handprints with one hand.
, I don’t know what to say anymore.
The other grandchildren and female relatives of the An family were all sitting on the benches on both sides of the sofa, looking sad.
When An Youyou and An Chongqiu rushed in, everyone present stood up immediately.
An Kaifeng rushed over with red eyes, grabbed An Chongqiu's arm, and choked with sobs: "Brother... you are finally back..."
An Zhaonan couldn't help but sniffed, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother, dad has been unconscious and hasn't woken up yet. Mom is with her inside. Go and have a look."
An Chongqiu nodded heavily and said in a very firm tone: "Don't be too pessimistic first. Dad has experienced all kinds of storms in his life. Such a small problem is nothing to him. He will definitely be able to survive it."
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Everyone nodded, but their expressions showed no confidence.
Seeing that everyone was lifeless, An Chongqiu felt a little panicked, so he hurriedly said: "You guys wait outside first, I'll go in and see Dad!"
After saying that, he opened the door and walked in alone.
When the old lady saw him coming in, her mood suddenly became unbearable. She cried and said, "Chongqiu... Chongqiu... It seems that your father can't hold on anymore. Chongqiu."
.....What should mom do, Chongqiu..."
As she spoke, the old lady's body was already shaky, almost falling to the side.
An Chongqiu hurriedly stepped forward, held her up with both hands, suppressed the urge to cry, and choked with sobs: "Mom...it's okay, dad will be okay...he
It's just that I've been too tired recently and need a good rest. Maybe I'll wake up after a while..."
The old lady kept shaking her head slowly and looked at An Qishan on the hospital bed, her eyes full of sadness and despair.
She is also a person who has received higher education and has made rapid progress in the changes in the world in the past few decades. How could she not be clear about her husband's current situation?
She held her husband's hand with one hand and her eldest son An Chongqiu's hand with the other, and whispered softly: "Your dad... I miss your sister so much... During this time...
...His condition every day is much worse than the day before. He misses his daughter all night long and can't sleep. No matter how strong his body is, he can't stand it after such a toss..."
After hearing this, An Chongqiu could no longer control his emotions and cried silently.
At this time, the old lady looked up at An Chongqiu and said seriously: "Chongqiu... If your father can't survive this hurdle, you should go to Yanjing and the Ye family...
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An Chongqiu asked in surprise: "Mom...are you..."
The old lady continued: "Go to the Ye family to apologize to your brother-in-law's father, and find a way to ask him to agree to let you move your sister back from the ancestral grave of the Ye family. I want her to come back to accompany your father...