Chapter 1179 Fever
It was only after Yue Qinshi left that Yue Hui recovered from the shock. He walked to An Jingshan's tomb with heavy steps, and looked at his face for the first time.

"You are my father? How is this possible?" Yue Hui slapped himself violently, and the pain told him that this was not a dream.

"How can you be my father? How can you be my father?" Yue Hui suddenly couldn't bear it, and cried out angrily.

His body shook slightly, and finally he couldn't hold on anymore, and fell to the ground.

The drizzle fell on his body and face, and soon, he couldn't tell where the tears were and where the rain was.

"Hahaha..." Yuehui laughed at himself, "I have always wanted to know who my father is since I was a child? I have imagined countless times that one day my father will suddenly appear in front of me and tell me that he is The one who loves me, there is a reason why he didn't stay by my side all the time."

Yuehui raised his head slowly, looked at the photo of An Jingshan on the tombstone, raised his hand, and stroked the name on it tremblingly.

"It turns out that my surname should be An, but why? Why is fate so tricky? Why is my father, you? If I had known, if I had known that you were my father, I would not have..."

Yue Hui tightly closed her eyes, blocking the deep regret in her eyes.

"Since you are my father, why did you abandon me and my mother? If you didn't love my mother, why did you let my mother conceive me? Now that you have me, why don't you want me!"

Yue Hui yelled at the tombstone, but unfortunately, he was destined not to get any explanation or answer.

He stayed here until very late, and didn't leave until the rain stopped.

……

After returning to the imperial capital, Yuehui fell ill. He had a high fever until he became dizzy. He had nightmares one after another. When he opened his eyes again, it was already three days later.

The moment Yuehui opened his eyes, he saw a blurry figure. He tried to open his eyes, and his vision became clear. Only then did he realize that it was Yue Qinshi lying beside his bed.

At this moment, Yue Hui's heart was moved.

He was just about to raise his hand to wake Yue Qinshi up, but his eyes were attracted by a white hair on her temple.

It turned out that before I knew it, my mother was already old.

"Mom." Yuehui called softly.

Yue Qinshi didn't sleep very deeply. When she heard Yuehui's voice, she got up suddenly and asked anxiously and worriedly: "Xiaohui, are you awake? Is there any other discomfort? Wait Ah, I'm going to call the doctor now."

Yue Qinshi hurriedly left the ward, only then did Yue Hui realize that he was actually in the hospital.

Soon, the doctor came over, checked Yue Hui carefully, and said, "Well, the fever has subsided, but it needs to be observed for another day, young man, you don't cherish your body too much, thanks to your mother being in time this time." I found out that I sent you to the hospital and guarded you for three days and three nights, otherwise, your situation would not be optimistic."

What the doctor said shocked Yuehui.

"Mom, have you guarded me here for three days and three nights?"

Only now did Yuehui notice that Yueqinshi's eye sockets were bloodshot, she always loved beauty and neatness, her clothes were wrinkled, it must have not been changed for a few days, even her hair was a little messy, obviously It hasn't been taken care of for several days.

Yue Qinshi poured a glass of water, tested the temperature by herself, and then fed Yue Hui to drink it herself, and then said with a smile: "Mom is fine, you, since I was a child, I don't know how to take care of myself, even if I have a fever, I don't know Find a doctor, but it's okay, there's nothing wrong now, if something happens to you, how can you let mom live alone?"

(End of this chapter)

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