The boss of the fast travel system will always be the boss

Chapter 468 Fanwai's body belongs to the country, but his heart belongs to Qing ([-])
The ordinary relationship between An Haoxin and Zhou Maohua made everyone envious. As Su An, as Mrs. Yaran, what she did became legends.

Zhong Shiqian wanted to write a biography about Mrs. Yaran, so he came to visit An Haoxin.

An kindly glanced at him, Zhong Shiqian asked questions and An kindly answered them.

After he left, An kindly pondered for a long time and recalled her life.

Zhou Maohua and An Haoxin passed An Haoxin's 70th birthday, and now it can really be said that they have entered the era of technology
Zhou Maohua's body is still very healthy, but An Haoxin's body is a little weak, which is a wound caused when he was young.

An Haoxin knows that longevity is a joke. She probably won't live to be 80 years old, and even 70 years old may be her threshold.

She didn't say it out, the current Zhou Maohua has long since shed his identity, and the two of them now belong to the ranks of old couples.

An kindly accompanied Zhou Maohua to many places over the years, and also went to many countries as the prime minister's wife.

An Haoxin and Zhou Maohua went to the supermarket. Today happened to be the whole family gathering for dinner, and An Haoxin planned to cook for herself.

Now the two of them are going home in a car.

An Haoxin resolutely did not expect this kind of sudden cancer pain to appear on her body. She was talking to Zhou Maohua about something, and her granddaughter and grandson all ran over to help carry things. Zhou Maohua took her by the hand. On the ground, the whole person suddenly blacked out and passed out.

When she opened her eyes and looked at the white ceiling and the smell of disinfectant in the air, she knew she was in the hospital.

It was exactly midnight when she woke up, she was in a single room in a special ward, and they happened to be absent now.

After taking a deep breath, she got up from the hospital bed, put on her slippers and came to the nurse's desk. The nurses hurried to speak out when they saw her.

"Mr. Su, how do you get up?"

An waved her hand kindly, and then said, "Show me my medical records."

The nurse on duty was very embarrassed, but she still gave it to her. An kindly looked through the medical records and saw that it was written in her medical records that she had terminal cancer. As for the cancer, she didn't mention it.

She closed the medical record and returned it to the little nurse. The little nurse wanted to say something, but seeing her smile, she couldn't say anything.

An kindly returned to the ward, sitting on the bed just as Zhou Maohua came back, she saw his red eyes, some messy clothes and hair.

"How did this happen?" An asked with a frown, and Zhou Maohua fell silent.

An kindly sighed, "You act like I'm really going to die."

Zhou Maohua was still silent and just came to her. She wrinkled her nose, which was full of the smell of his smoke.

"Are you smoking?"

He never smoked much in front of her, but she knew he would.

"Yeah." Zhou Maohua didn't deny it, and An kindly let out a sigh of relief.

"It's just cancer..." An Haoxin actually didn't intend to cure herself, because life and death are life and death, and she has never used spiritual energy to nourish her body and has been living like an ordinary person.

"I haven't found a cure for cancer yet. I've already asked Tingyu, so you don't need to comfort me." Zhou Maohua sat in front of her and said dully. An kindly sat without saying a word.
The two of them just kept silent, and An kindly sighed.

"Life and death are fate, there is no way to do this."

An kindly said so, Zhou Maohua closed his eyes.

The next day, Zhou Maohua was discharged from the hospital with kindness.

Everyone planned to stop it, but Zhou Maohua didn't listen,
He took An Xin to all over the world without telling everyone, and he took a camera to take pictures of An Xin.

In the end, An Haoxin's cancer became more and more serious, and she even started to cough up blood and suffered a lot.

In an emergency operation, the location of the cancer was removed, and the doctor recommended a lung transplant.

As long as they are willing to do this transplant, Richeng Hospital will definitely arrange it for them.

Both An Haoxin and Zhou Maohua refused, because they both knew in their hearts that they couldn't keep what they couldn't keep.

Zhou Maohua looked at An Haoxin who was lying on the bed. He stayed with her in the hospital these days, and he read to her, newspapers and news to her. She would always look at him with a smile, obviously in pain.

He would say things to her that he hadn't said before, and sometimes she would sing to him, which was beautiful and moving.

Unexpectedly, she was rejected by the transplant operation. Now she has tubes inserted all over her body, surrounded by instruments, and they are hanging her life.

She looked pained, and he held her hand tightly.

"Ya Ran." His tears kept streaming down from his eyes, Anhao moved her hands to try to wipe away his tears, her originally gentle voice became hoarse and weak at this moment, she said.

"Don't cry."

"It hurts, right?" Zhou Maohua gritted his teeth and asked, An kindly shook his head.

Then An Haoxin heard his choking voice, "You go, you go! You go! Don't suffer like this."

He couldn't bear her to leave, but he couldn't bear to let her suffer so much.

She moaned in pain, she became thinner and thinner, and she looked like she couldn't eat.

Except for the pain she experienced in the past period, when and where she suffered such pain, everyone cared for her and loved her, but she did not expect that she would be tortured by illness.

An Hao looked at him sincerely, and she understood how determined he was to say those words.

Who can know the pain in his heart?

An kindly squeezed his hand tightly, "After I'm gone, don't do anything stupid."

Zhou Maohua shook his head, "I won't, I won't. You go, I beg you."

An Hao sighed, and slowly closed her eyes.

The electrocardiogram instantly turned into a straight line, and Zhou Maohua cried even harder.

All the doctors flocked to rescue Zhou Maohua, but the nurse took Zhou Maohua out.

Everyone in the Zhou family rushed to the hospital, as well as their friends, colleagues, and outside reporters.

Knowing the ending, Zhou Maohua covered his face and cried bitterly. Everyone wanted to comfort him but they couldn't.

Later he stopped crying, and everyone thought it was better for him to cry.

He sat on the chair blankly without saying a word.

The doctor came out, and they shook their heads.

Zhou's family burst into tears, and so did An's well-meaning friends and students.

Zhou Maohua has been silent all the time, the funeral must be held after returning home, this time the funeral will be held by Zhou Ruohai.

He saw his father sitting in his mother's collection room, sitting there alone. His father, who didn't smoke very much, started smoking non-stop from that day, and the cigarette butts were all piled up under his feet.

The eloquent father became more and more silent day by day, and Zhou Tingyu was really worried about his health.

Wounds on the outside can heal, but wounds on the inside...

Father and mother are always flat, but no one can separate them.

"Dad, the funeral is going to happen tomorrow." Zhou Tingyu said, and he finally got up from where he was.

"Yinyin, put some hot water, I'm going to take a shower, she won't want to see me so messy."

Zhou Tingyu pursed her lips, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)