Chapter 70 (1/2)

My mother and I waited anxiously at the door of the rescue room, but in the end we were waiting for the bad news for my dad.

All the misfortunes followed, my father in the ward would be unconscious, relying on the oxygen machine to hang the last breath.

Xiaoyu took the motor car to come back all night. Our family stayed in the ward. However, Xiaoyu asked, ”sister, how can you be alone, brother-in-law?”

Xiaoyu raised Lu Shaofan, but when I heard this, my eyes turned red again.

Thinking of what I had been through, and seeing my dad lying unconscious in bed, I turned and ran out of the ward.

Walking into the corner of the corridor, I squatted down and sobbed.

Originally, all my things had a best result, but not only did I think my happiness was gone, even I thought my father's body could recover, but now my father's body has become like this.

Just when I was about to collapse, my body suddenly warmed up and someone put on a coat for me.

I raised my head with tearful eyes, but saw Mo Yunqian frowning and worried.

I didn't expect Mo Yunqian to come.

”I've heard about my uncle, Wei Ran, you have to look at it a little bit!”

When I heard him say that, my heart trembled violently, and my tears fell down again.

”How can I be open-minded? He is my father, my closest relative!”

Seeing me say so, Mo Yunqian also squatted down, he held me in his arms.

”I know he's your closest relative...”

Mo Yunqian did not say the rest.

Originally I was against Mo Yunqian, but at this moment, I really need a warm embrace!

I buried my face in Mo Yunqian's chest and cried wantonly, venting all the pain I suffered from Lu Shaofan.

My dad's health went from bad to worse as expected. The oxygen machine only kept him alive for three days. Even before he died, he didn't wake up again.

These days, I feel like a walking corpse, or, Rao is my mother and Xiaoyu can see that there is something wrong with my marriage with Lu Shaofan.

On the day of my father's funeral, my mother held my father's tombstone and cried for a long time. Xiaoyu was pulling her, but she also began to cry.

The sky became more and more gloomy, and it soon began to rain.

When we got home, I let Xiaoyu accompany my mother, and I was ready to go back to my house and continue to lick my wound by myself.

Back home, I just took out the key to open the door, but behind me came a familiar voice.

”I'm sorry, Wei Ran. I just learned about your father.”

It's Lu Shaofan's voice, with a trace of guilt and worry in his voice.