After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 549 Shen Liushu is gone

Seeing Yu Jinwen's expression change in a second, Nan Song's heart skipped a beat.

After he hung up the phone, she stood up and asked, "Is this a call from the hospital? What's wrong?"

Yu Jinwen looked at her, his expression slightly stiff, and his throat was congested for a moment, "This is a call from Vice President Zou, saying that Shen Liushu is not working anymore."

Nan Song's eyes trembled slightly, so fast?

Without asking any more questions, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and began to change clothes.

"Xiao Song..." Yu Jinwen called her, "I'll go by myself."

Seeing his stiff and pale expression, Nan Song got dressed, walked over and touched his face, "I'll accompany you."

After letting Yu Jinwen go to the passenger seat, Nan Song took a seat in the driver's seat and started the car. Seeing Yu Jinwen sitting motionless in the passenger seat, she turned sideways and fastened his seat belt. She didn't say anything, just used her best words. Run to the hospital as fast as possible.

……

When we arrived at the hospital, the vice president and chief physician of the municipal hospital were waiting outside the ward.

They had some friendship with Shen Liushu and had watched Yu Jinwen grow up. When they saw him, they said helplessly, "The cancer cells spread faster than expected, and the heart problem also exacerbated the transformation and deterioration of the cancer cells in his body. No medicine or stone can cure it."

Yu Jinwen stood at the door of the ward and glanced inside. Shen Liu was lying upright on the bed, breathing hard. Zhuo Yue was sitting beside the bed, her eyes red from crying. At this moment, she was sitting there blankly, her eyes Hollow.

Nan Song looked at Zhuo Yue, who had messy hair, sallow complexion and disheveled clothes, and almost didn't recognize her for a moment.

Dean Zou glanced into the ward, sighed deeply, and asked Yu Jinwen hesitantly, "Have you told your mother?"

Yu Jinwen shook his head, "No."

"I didn't get through my call to her." Dean Zou took out his cell phone, "I'll call her again."

"No need." Yu Jinwen's voice was low, "She won't come."

Dean Zou froze on the spot, "..."

Yu Jinwen glanced at Nan Song and said, "I'll go in and take a look at him."

Nan Song nodded, shook his hand, "Go ahead."

Yu Jinwen stepped into the ward, and Dean Zou's cell phone rang. He quickly picked it up, "Fengjiao, you finally answered the phone..."

Nan Song stood at the door, watching Yu Jinwen walk towards Shen Liushu step by step, and stood beside his bed, his tall figure showing loneliness. When Chen Liushu saw his son, he slowly raised his head and waved in the air, Zhuo Yue He stood up and took off his breathing mask.

Yu Jinwen sat down on the chair silently, but his wrist was suddenly held by Shen Liushu.

Somehow, Nan Song's heart ached when he saw it, and he looked away.

Over there, Dean Zou and Yu Fengjiao didn't know what they were talking about. Dean Zou came back holding the phone and handed it to Nan Song.

According to the relationship between Nan Song and Yu Jinwen, Nan Song should be considered a junior, but Dean Zou treated her with great respect, "Grace, Fengjiao asked me to give you the phone."

Nan Song was slightly startled, took the phone and put it to her ear, "Aunt Yu..."

Yu Fengjiao's voice sounded a little tired in the night, "Song, please stay with Ah Jin. After all, he is his biological father. It would be a lie to say that he is not sad. As for Shen Liushu's funeral, he will take care of it as long as the tea is cool. There are not many people around who can die for him."

"Okay." Nan Song responded, and then the dean asked Vice-dean Zou, "Why, no one is coming? Not even the last look?" Vice-dean Zou shook his head at the dean and motioned for him not to ask any more questions. .

Yu Fengjiao obviously heard it and said to Nan Song: "I won't go. Now that things have happened, there is no need to see each other again. I don't want to force myself, nor do I want to deceive Shen Liushu and say that I have forgiven him. Hate is hate, Even if you don’t love it anymore, you will still hate it.”

Nan Song's heart sank, as if someone had grabbed him hard.

She suddenly understood that the fate between people is different. Love, hate, and hatred seem to be tied together. Sometimes there is more love, sometimes there is more hate. If the relationship between two people is not broken, Love and hate are mixed, but if they are broken, they will be separated.

To say "hate means love" is too pretentious and as arrogant as Yu Fengjiao. Hate is hate and nothing else.

Shen Liushu's life has come to an end. The illness has tortured him to the point where he looks more like a human than a ghost. He once had a charming and handsome face that fascinated thousands of women, but now he is haggard, with a bloodless face and deep-set eye sockets. Sunk down.

He breathed hard and squeezed Yu Jinwen's hand tightly, but he couldn't use much strength. "Where are you, your mother?"

Yu Jinwen looked at him, his eyes slightly red, but his eyes were indifferent, "You want to see her?"

Shen Liushu nodded, "I think so."

Zhuo Yue stood sideways, turning her face away, with a faint sarcasm on her lips.

This man was the man she had been with for most of her life. She once thought that she had walked into his heart, but when he was dying, what he thought about day and night and in his heart was Yu Fengjiao, his First wife.

How ridiculous that she has been with him for so many years and gone through so many ups and downs with him, but she is still not as good as Yu Fengjiao.

But if he loved Yu Fengjiao so much, why did he choose to be with her in the first place?
Men are all eating from the bowl and looking at the pot.

What you can't get is always the best.

Yu Jinwen didn't give him any illusions and rejected him bluntly, "But my mother may not want to see you."

Shen Liushu's body stiffened, and he lay back on the bed. He breathed a few times, looked at the ceiling feebly, and murmured: "Yeah, she won't want to see me, I'm a sinner, Gillian...she She is such a proud and strong person, and her life is so splendid. I am the only stain on her. We have also fallen in love, and there were particularly beautiful times, and we were particularly happy..."

He turned his face to look at Yu Jinwen, with a tear falling from the corner of his eye, "Son, I still remember the joy I felt when I gave birth to you. When you stopped breastfeeding, you cried loudly, and I held you and coaxed you, walking all night long. "Your mother feels sorry for you and also cries. After I've finished coaxing you, I'll go and coax your mother... When you get older and crawl all over the floor, you'll ride on my shoulders, showing off your strength and laughing happily..."

Yu Jinwen did not interrupt him and listened to him telling and recalling the events of his childhood bit by bit.

"Do you remember?" Shen Liushu looked at him and asked with a smile.

Yu Jinwen raised his eyelids slightly, "I remember. I remember everything from childhood to adulthood."

It is because he remembered that he came today;
It was precisely because he remembered that he could never let go of the past with him.

"Just remember. Every year on the anniversary of my death, when you think about it, you can burn incense for me and let me see how you are doing. Also tell me about your mother, how she is doing...but I You know, without my interruption, you will all be better off."

Shen Liushu's voice became lower and lower, and he said, "Don't embarrass Ah Yue, this is my last plea."

Zhuo Yue was shocked and turned her head sharply.

Shen Liushu also loosened his hold on Yu Jinwen's hand, and slowly and feebly dropped it.

"Ashu——"

Nan Song leaned against the wall and heard Zhuo Yue's hoarse shout from inside. He stood up suddenly and saw Yu Jinwen standing up. He pulled down Shen Liushu's eyes slightly and helped him close his eyes.

(End of this chapter)