100% Love from the Boss

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Rosie's family was in the St. Mary's Private Hospital, even the little princess who was babbling. It's just that today's little princess is very good, sitting quietly in her mother's arms, not crying, and seems to realize that something serious is about to happen.

One hour, one hour. Time passed by little by little, and the Luo family's mood became more and more heavy.

Rosie and Fang Ruichen sat side by side on a bench outside the rescue room. Both were silent. Luo Qianqian leaned her head on Fang Ruichen's shoulders, the mood was rough, but the surface seemed calm, without any expression.

"Mom, you must hold on, you must not have anything. It must be ..." Rosie Qian muttered in her heart, praying to God, not to be so cruel, or to let her lose her mother.

The quietness of the hospital was suffocating. However, at this time, everyone kept quiet. No one dared to break the silence, only silence, still silence.

Finally, at the darkest hour before dawn, the door to the rescue room opened.

The Luo family and Ruichen all rushed to the door of the rescue room. Luo Haowen was most excited and asked loudly, "Doctor, how is my mother's condition?"

Luo Qianqian and Fang Ruichen supported the slightly dad Luo, and looked at the doctor eagerly, waiting for the doctor's answer, and praying in their hearts not to be bad news!

Unfortunately, many times, many things are contrary to expectations.

The doctor took off the large white mask, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, looked at Luo's family very solemnly, and then said in a heavy tone: "I'm sorry, we have tried our best."

"You ... you mean ..." Luo Haowen's eyes bulged and his face changed.

"Sorry, the patient had no heartbeat ten minutes ago. Sorry!" After the doctor said, he bypassed Luo Haowen and left the rescue room.

"Mum ..." Rosie cried.

Fang Ruichen held Rosie, he didn't know how to comfort Rosie, he could only hold her so that she didn't feel too cold.

The little princess was already asleep, but when she heard the movement of Rosie, she woke up and burst into tears. This sad cry cried, pierced the tranquility in the hospital corridor, and also hurt the hearts of loved ones.

Father Luo hasn't spoken, but suddenly covers his heart with his hands. People seem to be going down.

Luo Haowen's eyes were swift and his hands were fast, and he supported Dad Luo, "Dad, how are you doing? You ..."

"Doctor, doctor ..." Lisa called the doctor busy. She is very sad. Her mother-in-law has always been very kind to her, and she is also very worried. She doesn't want her husband to lose her mother today, and her father has something to follow. She must see a doctor immediately to help treat Luo Luo. Father Luo can be fine.

"Dad, Dad ... What's wrong with you, Dad?" Rosie rushed to her, crying.

Confusion, pain, heart palpitations ...

In this way, Fang Ruichen began to play his role in this chaotic situation, taking care of Luo's mother's funeral, arranging Luo's father's treatment, and taking care of all those who needed care.

At noon, Father Luo's heart and blood pressure improved, and Fang Ruichen pulled Luo Haowen and said, "Brother Haowen, I know you're feeling bad now, but you are the eldest son of Luo's family, you can't be too depressed at this time. Auntie I ’ve got funeral company to take care of it. My uncle is resting in the hospital for a while, but now you need to deal with a lot of bright things. ”

Luo Haowen nodded and patted Fang Ruichen's shoulder again, "I understand, today's thing, thank you. I will go back to deal with it, relatives and friends who need to be notified, and I will stare over Lingtang. Just here in the hospital , I'm not assured, I'm afraid it will be hard for you, help me take care of it. "

"Relax, don't be polite with me. Sissi and I are here with my uncle. I think the little princess is too young to be here for a long time. When you go back, by the way, take Lisa and the little princess back." Fang Ruichen Said.

"Huh!" Luo Haowen looked up at the ceiling, as if he wanted to prevent tears from falling so easily. "I know, I'm leaving, I'll leave you here."

Luo Haowen took his wife and daughter home to deal with things. On the way, Ling Tianyu called.

"Master Luo, I mentioned it to you before and asked you to make an appointment with your mother. Didn't you say that this morning is all right? Why is it noon? No one has come and you haven't Give me a call? But I sat in the Karens Cafe all morning. Can I delay my time? "

"Don't think that your sister has a good relationship with Xiao Luo, you can do whatever you want. I am Ling Tianyi, but it's not so easy to mess with."

"Say! When will it arrive?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Ling Tianzheng asked with agitation, his tone seemed very angry and powerful.

Luo Haowen took a deep breath. He stopped on the side of the road, adjusted his emotions, and said to Ling Tianyu: "Sorry, I'm very sorry, it was my negligence, and I forgot to inform you. My mother was 4:30 today. , Died at St. Mary's Private Hospital due to gastric cancer. So we missed the appointment, and I was too distressed. I neglected this and caused you to delay all morning. Sorry, sorry. "

"Your mother died? How could that be the case? The day before yesterday's press conference, wasn't she still speaking well on the stage?" Ling Tianyi stood up from the chair all of a sudden, he didn't care if Luo was dead or alive, he was just struggling with Looking for Xia Xiaoluo.

"My mother actually detected advanced gastric cancer six months ago." Luo Haowen said, took a deep breath, and briefly told Luo Tianmao about his mother's affairs. "Sorry, President Ling, I haven't helped you this time. It also delays your time. But my mother has already passed away, I hope you can have a lot of adults, don't hold it. Please. "

"Sorrow! I won't hold it." Ling Tianbi sighed.

Hanging up the phone, Ling Tianhuan called his assistant in City A to do two things. First, the funeral of Luo's family must follow suit. ‘Second, book a ticket to country A as soon as possible.

Ling Tianyi didn't want to stay in this city anymore and wasted his time. He would immediately go back to Country A and continue to search in the country where Xia Xiaoluo might appear.

Tiantian Ling was very sighed. I thought that with a good idea, Xia Xiaoluo could be found, but he was not as good as a man. He never imagined that he was a good man the day before yesterday, and said that it was gone.

Ling Tianyi does not plan to find other designers to design sweatshirts. After all, no one can match the design of Rosie's mother and this friendship with Xia Xiaoluo, which is cherished in the bedroom.

Mother Luo has given up, and Fang's family also knows the news. They cannot remain indifferent to future in-laws. Moreover, now that both the business circle and the upper circle know the relationship between their Fang family and the Luo family, naturally they cannot be implemented.

"Go home! Your mother is not in the hospital anymore. What am I still doing in the hospital?" Father Luo insisted on leaving the hospital.

"Um! Dad, let's go home!" Rosie nodded, she didn't want to stop, she could understand his father's mood.

Luo's spiritual hall was set up in the living room of Luo's villa. When Fang Ruichen took Luo's father and Luo Qianxi home, Luo Haowen had already settled in the house. Some relatives and friends who got the news earlier had even come to pay homage. .

Looking at Mother Luo's portrait, it was a photo she had chosen earlier, and Rosie could not help but shed tears again. Fang Ruichen took the paper towel at the right time, "Qi Qian, grief!"

"Although I have been mentally prepared for this, but I really can't stand it in this day. I am very uncomfortable. I can't bear my mother, I miss her, I miss her ..."

Luo Qianxi leaned on Fang Ruichen's shoulder. At this time, she needed a shoulder, a shoulder that supported her, and a shoulder that made her cry.

Fang Ruichen had no way to persuade Luo Qianxi, and could only make her cry. Crying is also a kind of venting. Emotional venting comes out. Rosie may be in better condition!

There were a lot of guests in the living room at the moment. Fang Ruichen didn't want Luo Qianxi to be in front of people like this, and quickly took Luo Qianxi to the back garden, "Sian Qian, so many guests look at you! Get up, don't Let your mother worry about you in the sky. "

"I always wanted my mother to see us get engaged and to see us get married. But I didn't expect her to go so fast, so suddenly!" Rosie said, choking.

"Sissy, don't think too much. This is the end of the matter. If you are entangled in this way, you are also suffering yourself. Your mother knows well, and will be uneasy. Don't do this, I will accompany you to greet guests?" Fang Ruichen said.

"I feel uncomfortable. I can't do it now to greet guests. I will lose my temper." Rosie Qian tried to restrain her emotions. "The doctor said that my mother's condition is getting better. Why is this happening?"

"Did the doctor say that? The patient's condition is likely to be repeated. Although your mother is in a good stage, she may be too tired, so she did not overcome the disease in the end!" Fang Ruichen sighed. Your mother wants you to be happy, you are happy, you are so sad, if you are sick, your mother will also be sad, you can't let her go uneasy! "

Rosie nodded. "I don't want to see people in the living room. I want to go upstairs and go to my mother's room to help her clean up the relics. Can you accompany me?"

"Of course!" Fang Ruichen said, "I will always do anything for you. Because I love you!"

"Ruichen, at this time, it's good to have you by my side!" Rosie Qian leaned on Fang Ruichen's shoulder again. She never felt that Fang Ruichen's shoulders were as broad as today and could comfort her.

Luo Qianxi packed up Luo Luo's things, those clothes and jewelry, those design drawings, those cloths expected, those ...

When she wasn't packed, Luo Qianxi recalled a few bits and pieces, "Why God is not fair, my mother is under 60 years old! I also want to celebrate her 60th birthday next year! Unfortunately, I have no chance. "

"Sissy, come and see this!" Fang Ruichen held an envelope. "This seems to be your mother's ... your mother's last will?"