Chapter 99
The sky was still so blue, the grass was still so green, and the flowers were still so beautiful, but Tang Zinian felt a faint sadness in his heart.
How could such a beautiful woman die at the most beautiful age?
"Little girl, do you think the flowers are blooming well?"
The woman pointed to a pink hibiscus flower and asked Tang Zinian, Tang Zinian nodded.
"It's really beautiful. It's not as bright as a peony, nor as fresh as a peony. It has its own unique beauty."
"It's a pity..." The woman suddenly stretched out her hand and picked off the pink hibiscus flower, and said in her mouth: "The flowers in Zaimei may not bloom until they wither naturally, just like people. No matter who they are , cannot escape the shackles of fate, this is fate..."
A woman is lamenting herself, but in her best years she wants to...
Tang Zinian didn't ask the woman what disease she had, but seeing that her time was running out, she couldn't help feeling sad, and she thought of herself.
If it wasn't for her father and grandpa, she might grow up and go to school like all girls, find a good job after graduation, fall in love like other girls, and then get married and have children. Live an ordinary life.
Although she is also married and has children now, her love and marriage are all arranged by others.
Tang Zinian suddenly said, "Maybe, can we change our fate? We can't change the past, but we can change the future."
She also made a decision in her heart, since Zhan Qinchuan is the husband arranged for her by her father and grandfather, and since Zhan Qinchuan has walked out of her life, why should she continue to walk in the chess game?
Therefore, she decided not to care about whether Zhan Qinchuan was her child's father, or if he was, she would not be with him anymore.
The woman shook her head, she turned her head and looked at Tang Zinian: "Some things are predestined from the beginning. How far a person will go in his life and how many things he will go through are all set from the moment he was born. Yes. Just like this flower, from the moment it grows buds, it is doomed that it can only bloom for such a long time."
"You're right, so it's also a predestined fate for you to meet me today. Maybe our fate won't be so shallow?"
The woman turned around and looked at Tang Zinian: "The little girl can really talk, well, I'm tired after walking for so long, if you have something to do, go first."
The complexion on the woman's face was getting worse and worse. Tang Zinian was worried about leaving, so he held the woman's hand and said, "I'll take you back to the ward."
"How do you know that I'm a patient?" The woman was surprised, and then laughed at herself: "That's right, I look like a person who is dying."
"I think you are a lucky person. You must have both children and a harmonious family."
When it comes to her family, the woman has a smile on her face: "Yes, I have both sons and daughters, and the family is harmonious. It's a pity that I can't see my daughter grow up and get married, and I can't see my son get married and have children."
"I'll see." Tang Zinian took hold of the woman's wrist, and secretly took her pulse. It was indeed the pulse of exhaustion.
But since God created the profession of doctor, it is to let him play his role when needed.
Let people walk slowly on the road from life to death, slowly.
Tang Zinian sent the woman back to the ward where she was. To Tang Zinian's surprise, this woman was also in the brain department.
"I'm really bothering you today, you must be very annoying, right?"
Back in the ward, the woman spoke to Tang Zinian in a guilty tone, but Tang Zinian shook his head: "It's nothing, you have a good rest, I'll come see you tomorrow."
The woman opened her mouth, wanting to say that she didn't even know if she could live until tomorrow, but she swallowed the words, she nodded, "Okay, bring me a hairpin when you come to see me tomorrow, I like peach blossoms."
"it is good."
Tang Zinian agreed wholeheartedly, and after she walked out of the ward, she always felt panicked.For the first time she felt so close to death.
This world is fair, no matter whether people are high or low, they can't stop the call of death.There are too many unsatisfactory things in this world.
Tang Zinian walked out of the ward very slowly. She said that coming to see the woman tomorrow was not just a polite way of saying that she really wanted to come.
Women like peach hairpins, so bring one for her.
Before reaching the elevator, Tang Zinian saw several doctors rushing past Tang Zinian.
Tang Zinian stopped after walking a few steps, feeling a bad premonition in his heart, then turned around and walked quickly towards the ward just now.
When he came to the door of the ward, what Tang Zinian was worried about still happened. The woman in the cheongsam was lying on the hospital bed, surrounded by doctors, and all kinds of first aid equipment kept ringing.
Tang Zinian's hand was tightly holding the doorknob of the ward, and his heart also jumped faster following the movement of the first aid equipment.
"Don't, I haven't given you the peach blossom hairpin yet." Tang Zinian muttered in her heart, but her prayers had no effect. The line of the heartbeat becomes a straight line.
The woman exhausted all her strength, looked past the emergency doctor and met Tang Zinian, looked at her and smiled, and then slowly closed her eyes.
Tang Zinian's heart tightened, and as he stepped forward, he heard the doctors around him shake their heads: "Notify the family..."
"I...I'll try," Tang Zinian's tone was trembling with something she couldn't explain clearly, and she didn't know what she was afraid of.
Tang Zinian's voice was not loud, but it pierced everyone's eardrums, and the doctors turned their heads to look at her.
"Let me try..." Tang Zinian spoke again, the emergency doctor didn't ask who Tang Zinian was, and offered to make way.
Tang Zinian approached the hospital bed, at this moment she was very glad that she brought a bag today, and also glad that there were silver needles in the bag.
Seeing Tang Zinian take out the silver needle, the doctor asked Tang Zinian, "Little girl, are you from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"
Tang Zinian didn't answer, she tried to calm herself down again and again, the woman had just stopped breathing, there was still time.
After taking a few deep breaths, Tang Zinian began to stab the top of the woman's head with the needle.
The people around wanted to stop it, but the woman on the hospital bed had already stopped breathing. It doesn't matter whether the woman who appeared out of nowhere is skilled or not.
One minute passed, and the top of the woman's head was already covered with needles by Tang Zinian.
After 2 minutes passed, Tang Zinian lifted off the woman's clothes and began to prick her body.
3 minutes……
4 minutes……
The ward was very quiet, so quiet that the only sound was the swinging of the wall clock on the wall.
"Tick tock..."
5 minute has passed...
Five minutes is the maximum limit for a human heart to stop beating, but the woman on the hospital bed did not respond, and Tang Zinian could feel the temperature on her body slowly draining away...
Tang Zinian's hand holding the needle began to tremble. Could it be that she couldn't snatch someone from Lord Yan this time?
I had no time to write because I had something to do yesterday, so I asked for leave.terribly sorry
(End of this chapter)
The sky was still so blue, the grass was still so green, and the flowers were still so beautiful, but Tang Zinian felt a faint sadness in his heart.
How could such a beautiful woman die at the most beautiful age?
"Little girl, do you think the flowers are blooming well?"
The woman pointed to a pink hibiscus flower and asked Tang Zinian, Tang Zinian nodded.
"It's really beautiful. It's not as bright as a peony, nor as fresh as a peony. It has its own unique beauty."
"It's a pity..." The woman suddenly stretched out her hand and picked off the pink hibiscus flower, and said in her mouth: "The flowers in Zaimei may not bloom until they wither naturally, just like people. No matter who they are , cannot escape the shackles of fate, this is fate..."
A woman is lamenting herself, but in her best years she wants to...
Tang Zinian didn't ask the woman what disease she had, but seeing that her time was running out, she couldn't help feeling sad, and she thought of herself.
If it wasn't for her father and grandpa, she might grow up and go to school like all girls, find a good job after graduation, fall in love like other girls, and then get married and have children. Live an ordinary life.
Although she is also married and has children now, her love and marriage are all arranged by others.
Tang Zinian suddenly said, "Maybe, can we change our fate? We can't change the past, but we can change the future."
She also made a decision in her heart, since Zhan Qinchuan is the husband arranged for her by her father and grandfather, and since Zhan Qinchuan has walked out of her life, why should she continue to walk in the chess game?
Therefore, she decided not to care about whether Zhan Qinchuan was her child's father, or if he was, she would not be with him anymore.
The woman shook her head, she turned her head and looked at Tang Zinian: "Some things are predestined from the beginning. How far a person will go in his life and how many things he will go through are all set from the moment he was born. Yes. Just like this flower, from the moment it grows buds, it is doomed that it can only bloom for such a long time."
"You're right, so it's also a predestined fate for you to meet me today. Maybe our fate won't be so shallow?"
The woman turned around and looked at Tang Zinian: "The little girl can really talk, well, I'm tired after walking for so long, if you have something to do, go first."
The complexion on the woman's face was getting worse and worse. Tang Zinian was worried about leaving, so he held the woman's hand and said, "I'll take you back to the ward."
"How do you know that I'm a patient?" The woman was surprised, and then laughed at herself: "That's right, I look like a person who is dying."
"I think you are a lucky person. You must have both children and a harmonious family."
When it comes to her family, the woman has a smile on her face: "Yes, I have both sons and daughters, and the family is harmonious. It's a pity that I can't see my daughter grow up and get married, and I can't see my son get married and have children."
"I'll see." Tang Zinian took hold of the woman's wrist, and secretly took her pulse. It was indeed the pulse of exhaustion.
But since God created the profession of doctor, it is to let him play his role when needed.
Let people walk slowly on the road from life to death, slowly.
Tang Zinian sent the woman back to the ward where she was. To Tang Zinian's surprise, this woman was also in the brain department.
"I'm really bothering you today, you must be very annoying, right?"
Back in the ward, the woman spoke to Tang Zinian in a guilty tone, but Tang Zinian shook his head: "It's nothing, you have a good rest, I'll come see you tomorrow."
The woman opened her mouth, wanting to say that she didn't even know if she could live until tomorrow, but she swallowed the words, she nodded, "Okay, bring me a hairpin when you come to see me tomorrow, I like peach blossoms."
"it is good."
Tang Zinian agreed wholeheartedly, and after she walked out of the ward, she always felt panicked.For the first time she felt so close to death.
This world is fair, no matter whether people are high or low, they can't stop the call of death.There are too many unsatisfactory things in this world.
Tang Zinian walked out of the ward very slowly. She said that coming to see the woman tomorrow was not just a polite way of saying that she really wanted to come.
Women like peach hairpins, so bring one for her.
Before reaching the elevator, Tang Zinian saw several doctors rushing past Tang Zinian.
Tang Zinian stopped after walking a few steps, feeling a bad premonition in his heart, then turned around and walked quickly towards the ward just now.
When he came to the door of the ward, what Tang Zinian was worried about still happened. The woman in the cheongsam was lying on the hospital bed, surrounded by doctors, and all kinds of first aid equipment kept ringing.
Tang Zinian's hand was tightly holding the doorknob of the ward, and his heart also jumped faster following the movement of the first aid equipment.
"Don't, I haven't given you the peach blossom hairpin yet." Tang Zinian muttered in her heart, but her prayers had no effect. The line of the heartbeat becomes a straight line.
The woman exhausted all her strength, looked past the emergency doctor and met Tang Zinian, looked at her and smiled, and then slowly closed her eyes.
Tang Zinian's heart tightened, and as he stepped forward, he heard the doctors around him shake their heads: "Notify the family..."
"I...I'll try," Tang Zinian's tone was trembling with something she couldn't explain clearly, and she didn't know what she was afraid of.
Tang Zinian's voice was not loud, but it pierced everyone's eardrums, and the doctors turned their heads to look at her.
"Let me try..." Tang Zinian spoke again, the emergency doctor didn't ask who Tang Zinian was, and offered to make way.
Tang Zinian approached the hospital bed, at this moment she was very glad that she brought a bag today, and also glad that there were silver needles in the bag.
Seeing Tang Zinian take out the silver needle, the doctor asked Tang Zinian, "Little girl, are you from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"
Tang Zinian didn't answer, she tried to calm herself down again and again, the woman had just stopped breathing, there was still time.
After taking a few deep breaths, Tang Zinian began to stab the top of the woman's head with the needle.
The people around wanted to stop it, but the woman on the hospital bed had already stopped breathing. It doesn't matter whether the woman who appeared out of nowhere is skilled or not.
One minute passed, and the top of the woman's head was already covered with needles by Tang Zinian.
After 2 minutes passed, Tang Zinian lifted off the woman's clothes and began to prick her body.
3 minutes……
4 minutes……
The ward was very quiet, so quiet that the only sound was the swinging of the wall clock on the wall.
"Tick tock..."
5 minute has passed...
Five minutes is the maximum limit for a human heart to stop beating, but the woman on the hospital bed did not respond, and Tang Zinian could feel the temperature on her body slowly draining away...
Tang Zinian's hand holding the needle began to tremble. Could it be that she couldn't snatch someone from Lord Yan this time?
I had no time to write because I had something to do yesterday, so I asked for leave.terribly sorry
(End of this chapter)
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