I flew from Nan'an to Jiangnan City, a distance of more than 300 kilometers, and it took less than two hours to reach my destination.
The entrance of Jiangnan People's Hospital.
Vice President Huo Qihua and a group of attending doctors greeted him at the door.
"What's going on?" Xu Rou looked at Huo Qihua and others and immediately had an ominous premonition.
"Miss, I'm sorry." Huo Qihua lowered his head and said, "We failed to complete the task you gave us. The patient died of respiratory failure at 3:23 and 16 seconds in the afternoon. Due to the negligence of our nurse
, poor rescue results in the death of the patient. I...I am willing to accept any punishment."
Huo Qihua was a peripheral disciple of Minghe Palace. This time he received a call from Xu Rou and almost invested a lot of precious resources in the hospital to rescue him. Unfortunately, in the end, he was unable to do anything and could not save himself. Guo Songlin passed away.
"Where is he?" Guo Yi asked coldly.
After the person is gone, what's the point of talking more? It's better to see him one last time.
"In the morgue." Huo Qihua lowered his head.
Guo Yi walked in quickly, followed closely by Chen Anqi, and Xu Rou also quickly caught up.
The morgue was dark and gloomy.
There were already several corpses placed on the morgues inside. They were covered with white cloth, only a pair of pale feet were exposed. Hanging from the feet was a sign, which recorded the detailed information of the deceased.
Huo Qihua led several people into the morgue. He led a group of medical staff to a morgue and bowed deeply.
"Dad!" Chen Anqi immediately rushed forward.
Xu Rou hurriedly pulled her and hugged Chen Anqi tightly: "Sister Chen, the deceased is the most important, so we should not disturb the deceased's rest."
"Dad!" Chen Anqi hugged Xu Rou and cried loudly.
Guo Yi behaved quite calmly. He walked over slowly and opened the white sheets.
That familiar yet unfamiliar face, with a faint smile on that face.
It can be seen that my father was happy and delighted when he left.
Eight years!
The hurt and pain that has been suppressed in my heart for eight years, the regret and hatred that have accumulated in my body for eight years.
Now, his son finally stood up and became a hero that attracted worldwide attention. So, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Because of his obsession, he kept living; because of hatred, he did not dare to close his eyes; because of resentment, he struggled to hold on.
Now, the obsession has been loosened, the hatred has dispersed, and the resentment has turned to ashes.
People no longer have the courage to live.
Guo Songlin chose to leave this world because he missed his wife in his heart. He couldn't bear the separation of yin and yang from his other half. Therefore, he did not hesitate to choose to go to hell with his wife, step into the gate of hell together, and meet at Naihe Bridge
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"Sister Chen." Guo Yi comforted softly: "Don't cry. Maybe, this is not a bad thing."
"Ah?" Chen Anqi's crying stopped abruptly.
"If there is no soul, living is just a corpse; if there is no care, leaving may be a good choice." Guo Yi's eyes were clear and transparent. He looked at Chen Anqi, his eyes seemed to be magical, which could make Chen Anqi excited.
His mood was calm. He said slowly: "If I were a father, I would make the same choice."
"Xiaoyi..." Chen Anqi choked softly.
My father has completely lost his life. Even if I take action, I can't save him.
Moreover, his father voluntarily embarked on such a path, and there was nothing Guo Yi could do. Even if he really saved him, he might choose to leave again.
Besides, his departure was peaceful, magnanimous and gratifying.
Guo Yi stood beside the bed and bowed deeply three times.
"Xiaoyi, what should I do now?" Chen Anqi was confused. Once her father left, she had to deal with the aftermath. What should she do as a woman?
"Take father back to Guozhuang." Guo Yi said firmly: "The dead are great, and they should be buried in peace. My father has made such a great contribution to the Guo family, and he should be enshrined in the Guo family's ancestral hall!"
Dong dong dong...
At this time, a little nurse ran over panting.
"Dean Huo." The little nurse called softly.
"Don't you see I'm busy?" Huo Qihua replied angrily.
"But..." the little nurse looked aggrieved and pursed her lips: "We found the deceased's suicide note."
"Give it to me!" Guo Yi turned around and looked at the little nurse.
The little nurse tremblingly handed the suicide note to Guo Yi.
A brown paper envelope.
A piece of snow-white paper has Guo Songlin's vigorous handwriting on it:
Guo Yi, my son.
The sky has eyes, and I am happy that my great revenge has been avenged.
But the hatred in my heart cannot last forever; I owe my wife for more than eight years. I miss her so much and so miserable.
To be disrespectful to those above is unfilial; to be unkind to those below is unkind.
The name of being unkind and unfilial is unforgettable and cannot be forgotten.
As the old saying goes, when you meet someone, choose a city and live in peace for the rest of your life.
However, the people have left, the city is no longer there, and the fate has returned!
Guo Yi, my son.
As a father, I know very well that eight years of suffering is beyond the capabilities of a human being; eight years of pain is beyond the endurance of a human being.
I am deeply relieved that my son can return home.
But there is one thing that I will never say if I don’t say it.
There must be someone else responsible for the death of my mother. I dare not say for sure what the conspiracy is. The Yanzi family is powerful and wide-ranging, and the Chen family in Hedong has always been on good terms. There must be a reason for turning sides. I hope my son can discern the details clearly, and must not ignore the public opinion.
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Guo Yi, my son.
The road of life is long, and the road to fatherhood is over.
Although the glory is no longer there, winter has passed.
You are going to walk alone in the future, so be cautious and cautious. My daughter, Anqi, although she is an adopted daughter, has deep feelings, which are better than those of a close relative. She should be close to her and trust her.
My son.
It is my duty to be a father, and it has nothing to do with others.
Don't think about it.
Guo Songlin's last work.
After reading this suicide note, Guo Yi's hands trembled.
My father suffered for eight years. A normal person would suffer such a heavy blow and no one could persevere. However, he kept suffering and waited for eight years. It was not until the murderer who forced his mother to death died that he felt relieved.
Only with that breath did he dare to let go of the burden in his heart and calmly walk on the road of no return.
Whatever!
People have to leave eventually, at least my father left calmly, comfortably and peacefully.
If he dies with regrets, I'm afraid Guo Yi will blame himself for the rest of his life.
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