Chapter 1994

Baoer got off the car, and Lu Shaoqing took her by the hand to the inpatient department. On the sixteenth floor of the inpatient department, Baoer stood outside Wang Zhujun's ward, her fingers trembling slightly.

Lu Shaoqing held her hand tightly: "Don't do this."

Bao'er forced a smile: "I don't even know what to say first after entering. I'm not a qualified actor."

Lu Shaoqing raised his hand and knocked on the door twice. Yao Chuer opened the door with red eyes. Say something, don't know what to do.

Lu Shaoqing reached out and grabbed her shoulders tightly, and asked, "What did the doctor say?"

The person on the hospital bed slowly opened his eyes, seeing that it was Bao'er, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and he raised his hands slightly trembling: "Bao'er, you are here..."

Seeing her haggard look, cloudy eyes, and weak voice, Bao'er immediately put aside all love and hatred.

She frowned tightly, with complicated emotions in her eyes: "I heard that you are sick."

The physiological saline at the head of the bed slowly dripped down the thin tube into the veins on the back of her hand. The veins on the back of her hand protruded slightly, everything seemed lifeless, and Bao'er felt mixed feelings for a moment.

Wang Zhujun raised his hand, his lips moved: "Lu... Mr. Lu, can I... talk to my daughter alone for a while?"

"No."

Lu Shaoqing is still that unreasonable, lofty young master, he has no mercy for the woman lying on the hospital bed, and he is always so hard-hearted towards others.

Bao'er squeezed his fingers, then turned to look at him: "You go out first, huh?"

Lu Shaoqing narrowed his eyes suddenly, glanced at Wang Zhujun and Yao Chu'er maliciously, and said coldly: "Is there anything I can't listen to?"

Bao'er turned around, hugged his waist, and said softly: "You are obedient, go out for a while, huh?"

Her words were very light, but her eyes could not be rejected. Although Lu Shaoqing was dissatisfied, he always took her feelings into consideration, so he walked out of the ward resentfully. Yao Chu'er followed her everywhere. I dare not say anything more.

The ward was empty all of a sudden, Bao'er stood beside the bed, looking at Wang Zhujun, his mind was in a mess.

"Sit down."

Wang Zhujun pointed to the chair beside the hospital bed and said softly.

Bao'er sat down slowly, her brows could not be relaxed.

Wang Zhujun's hand came over, Bao'er hid for a while, Wang Zhujun still grabbed her hand, Bao'er felt very uncomfortable, she had never been touched so tenderly by her mother's hand, which made her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles.

Wang Zhujun sighed first, and said softly: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are all human nature, you...don't be sad."

Bao'er replied blankly: "Why am I sad? You are too self-indulgent."

Still can't help but say some choking words to show that he is a sharp-edged person.

Wang Zhujun coughed twice, but Bao'er raised her heart, she cursed herself for being unworthy, she should continue to show her face.

Wang Zhujun's eyes were dim, and he said softly: "Back then, it was my fault. You were sick and I didn't come back to see you. Now, this... probably counts as retribution, Bao'er, don't you think so?"

Bao'er snorted: "The way of heaven is reincarnation, maybe you really got retribution for abandoning your husband and son back then."

After speaking, I also felt heartbroken.

(End of this chapter)

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