Quick wear: She has turned over the big guys from all walks of life

"Can Huahua be saved?" Yan Fanghong put down his wife and asked Yan Fu.

Yan Fu'an was immersed in his own thoughts and had no intention of responding to him.

"Sir, this gentleman's wife has died. The time of death was about four and ten minutes ago. She cannot be saved." After the male nurse finished speaking, she regretfully pushed Yu Youyi to check.

Seeing this, Yan Fanghong no longer cared about his son, and went to look at his wife.

Yanfu An was lying on his stomach above the hospital bed, crying so hard that he couldn't help himself. Uncle Chen came over and saw this scene, and he knew what was going on without asking.

If he could be saved, he should be sent to the emergency room by now.

"Master, please express my condolences." Uncle Chen stepped forward and said to the nurse, "Cover our young lady with a white cloth."

"I'll get it."

A nurse nodded in agreement, turned around and went to the room where logistics items were kept. When she came out, she held a brand new white cloth in her hand.

Uncle Chen helped Yan Fu'an pull away, but Yan Fu'an was still staring at Minghua's calm face. In his mind, the years from meeting Minghua to growing up, getting married, and living together appeared in his mind.

The sweetness has now turned into endless heartache.

The white cloth covered Minghua's face, and Yan Fu'an suddenly seemed to come back to her senses; she suddenly stepped forward and pulled away the white cloth, and tears burst out again, falling one drop after another on her temperatureless face.

Uncle Chen turned around and wiped his face, steeled himself and walked forward, "Master, please express my condolences. The young lady left suddenly. I don't know how to arrange the follow-up matters. The young master has not come yet. Do you want to pick her up?" come over?"

"Take it." Yanfu An's crying voice was unconsciously hoarse with a hint of nasality, "Bring him here to see his mother for the last time."

"Okay, then you and the hospital will discuss how to deal with it. You have to handle the young lady's death. I will pick up the young master and help him ask for leave."

After Uncle Chen finished speaking, his tears could no longer be held back. The moment he turned around, they flowed down his cheeks.

Yan Fu'an raised his hand and caressed Minghua's no longer vivid face, "Huahua, why don't you wait for me."

Even if she waits for him and lets him watch her go.

There is unstoppable regret and pain in my heart.

The bitterness in my mouth kept spreading, even more bitter than eating gall.

"Sir, let's take your wife to the morgue of the hospital first. The weather is hot now, and your wife's body cannot be left outside for too long."

Yan Fu'an nodded slowly and reluctantly covered her with a white cloth; he knew that from this moment on, he would only have a few days left to see his wife.

In the next few days, he would watch whenever he was around, and when there was nothing wrong, he would also watch over Yan Qing, a 17-year-old Yan Qing who looked very similar to Yan Fu An, except for his eyes. More like Minghua.

When Yu Youyi woke up from a coma, she was in a state of disbelief. Yan Fanghong stayed with her all the time, for fear that something might happen if she didn't pay attention.

Until the cremation and burial, Yu Youyi, under the leadership of Yan Fanghong, managed to finish the funeral ceremony and persisted until Minghua was buried, when she fainted again.

After that, he became seriously ill.

It took exactly two years to recover.

Yu Youyi had been recuperating for two years and had managed to gain some energy, but when she saw Fu An at the banquet, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Yan Fu'an has been immersed in his own world since Minghua was buried. The company was handed over to Yan Qing, who was only 17 years old. In just two years, Yan Qing not only had to go to school for further studies, but also managed the company. He was extremely busy. The mind is sad.

Only in the dead of night, when people are free, will they think of their gone mother.

He passed away before the age of 50, and he never saw his mother again.

The family seems to have changed a lot after Minghua left. In the past, the family was not full of laughter and laughter every day, but at least it was more joyful. Since Minghua left, Yu Youyi has become seriously ill. She is very sick, let alone happy. I can't even lift my spirits.Yan Fanghong's body is also weaker than before. He spends most of his time with Yu Youyi, guiding her to come out.

Yanqing was busy and shouldered the responsibility of the Yan family on his not-so-thick shoulders.

Only Yan Fu An was alone, unable to get out of his own world.

Yu Youyi felt uncontrollable heartache when she thought of these things; Minghua's heartache, and her son Yan Fu'an's heartache, and she shed even more tears.

Yan Fanghong stepped forward and put on her coat, "It's autumn, don't catch a cold; your body has been weak in the past two years, and you will catch wind and cold if you are not careful. Don't catch a cold, otherwise your body will not be able to bear it."

"I know." Yu Youyi choked and looked at Yanfu An, who was sitting quietly in the room, only looking at her holding their wedding photos, "What will An An do in the future! Wuwuwu"

The cries were filled with sorrow, worry and distress for her son.

"Our Huahua is gone. What if An An can't think about it anymore?"

"My Huahua!"

In the past, Yu Youyi rarely lost his temper, but now Yu Youyi is overwhelmed by sadness and illness.

Yan Fanghong took her back to the room distressedly and refused to let her continue talking; his son was already suffering enough. He had not come out for two years. He was very passive when eating and drinking. He needed to be fed. He didn't know whether he was full or not. He had only been born for two years. Losing weight.

"Grandpa and grandma, I'm back."

The 19-year-old Yanqing walked in the yard with steady steps and shouted into the house.

"Don't cry, Qingqing is back." Yan Fanghong comforted, "Huahua has been gone for two years, it's time for us to let go; we should also let her go with peace of mind, and don't be too sad for her, otherwise, she will die. Do not feel at ease."

Yu Youyi cried even more when she heard this.

Yan Fanghong comforted him for a long time, but to no avail.

Yanqing hadn't seen anyone come out for a long time, so he found the courtyard where Yanfanghong and Yu Youyi lived. When he walked into the house, he saw Yu Youyi crying; he was used to it, but he still felt uncomfortable.

Being busy makes him the least sad person in the family.

But he was also heartbroken.

After watching for a long time, he turned and left, going to the courtyard where Fu An was being entertained; his father was still sitting by the bed, holding the wedding photo with his mother, his eyelids were drooping, not knowing what he was thinking, and his whole body exuded an aura of decadence and longing.

Yanqing looked at it for a while and then walked in.

She sat next to him and said naggingly, "Dad, Mom has been gone for two years, and it's time for you to come out. There's no point in holding your mother's wedding photos every day. Mom hopes that you will be well, and you are not a different person now." You look like that."

"Dad, mom loves you very much. When she was here, she accommodated you and indulged you; you weighed more in her heart than I did. If mom were here, she would be very distressed when she saw you like this."

Yan Fu'an didn't respond. I don't know whether he heard it or not.

Yanqing was used to it. In the past, they communicated like this. He just talked; he didn't know whether he listened or not, but he never stopped. Whenever he got home when he was free, he would always come and sit.

"Do you remember Mom's favorite food, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall? How about we buy it for Mom?"

"My mother hasn't eaten it in two years, so we bought some and sent them to her grave so that she could try them again."

"Dad, if you don't go see mom, she will think you have forgotten her."

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