I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Chapter 250, what luck is left to wake up?

Lu Junhan's tall and straight body stood by the hospital bed, his eyes drooping slightly.

He looked deeply at the man who was lying on the bed, who seemed so gentle even when he fell asleep.

The memory seems to be worn back twenty years ago in an instant--

"Son, Dad will take you out for a holiday tomorrow, okay? I'm always bored at home, it will be suffocated. If it is suffocated, your mother and I can only have one another."

"Why don't you like to go to kindergarten? They have runny noses? Well... this is indeed a problem. Then go to elementary school directly. Dad supports you. You are a five-year-old child and can go to elementary school."

"Why are you hitting someone else's kid? He is too ugly and too fat for your eyes? Then you can't hit it directly, you have to hit it secretly, so that no one knows you did it. Of course, the most important thing is , I don’t need to be behind to help you clean up the mess."

Thinking about it, Ying Ting's brows became a little irritable.

Lu Junhan pressed his thin lips tightly, took out the cigarette case into his pocket, and just smoked a long thin cigarette.

After a pause, he glanced at the fragile man on the bed, and finally put it back.

Song Qingwan took a deep breath, and after a while, she had slowly recovered, and she could accept the fact that her brother became a vegetable.

If she was still 21 years old, she had never experienced anything, she would think her brother was too miserable.

Then he lay down in front of the hospital bed regardless, crying for three days and three nights.

Give vent to your emotions, cry if you want to cry, or feel sad if you want to be sad.

But now, after more than 20 years of social polishing, the first thing she thinks about is not to cry and vent her emotions, but to analyze the current situation rationally.

My brother has only become a vegetable, and he is not really dead, so there is still a chance.

Although the doctor said, she may never wake up, but as long as there is a 0.001% possibility, she will try.

Crying will never solve the problem.

This is the most useful experience she has gained over the past twenty years.

"Lili, come here," Song Qingwan seemed to have thought of something. She turned her head to the side and never dared to speak, but the cute little girl with her eyes everywhere beckoned, and pointed at the person on the bed:

"This is Grandpa."

"grandfather?"

Seeing her aunt calling her, the little girl finally won’t be all right, so she ran over quickly, tilted her head and looked at the man on the hospital bed, with a serious face with a little face like her father:

"Is it Dad's father?"

Lu Junhan glanced at the little girl.

Song Qingwan paused, then smiled: "Yes! It's your father's father."

With that, she pulled the little girl over and smiled towards Lu Qidong, whose eyes closed on the bed:

"Brother, did you hear that? Your granddaughter called your grandfather. Don't worry, we are all doing well now. Really, Lu's has now become the largest company in Haicheng, and your goal back then we have already I helped you achieve it. And, you see, Lu Junhan’s stinky boy has a daughter. He is a real daughter. She was not picked up. The little girl is now three years old. Her name is Lu Li, Lihua’s pear, nice and nice. Right..."

While she was talking, Song Qingwan choked up. She raised her head, blinked desperately, and forced her tears back:

"Little girl... The little girl is so pretty. I have never seen such a beautiful and kind child. If you can wake up, you will definitely like her very much..."

Speaking of this, Song Qingwan suddenly couldn't continue.

She raised her head and blinked, wiped her eyes with her fingers, and took a deep breath:

"It's okay, brother, I didn't cry. Really, I am 42 years old this year and I am not a child anymore. You have only become a vegetative and you are not really dead. I have nothing to cry. Instead, it is you. , Does it hurt during the operation? It should be very painful, I know you have always been afraid of pain, and your body is more squeamish than I am. I said at the time that you are a stinky problem of a wealthy child and it must be your dad... …"

"But thank you, brother, for working hard for us for more than 20 years. For so many years, for your hard work..."

Song Qingwan's voice suddenly became very soft: "But brother, can you hold on? We will find the best doctor for you, please wake up, we are all waiting for you..."

The old man closed his eyes and turned around.

Even Lu Junhan calmed his face, looked away, and looked out the window.

"Auntie, what's wrong with Grandpa?"

The little girl looked at Song Qingwan cautiously, "Why is he lying in bed?"

Song Qingwan had red eyes, touched her little head with her hand, smiled, her voice was a little dumb: "Your grandpa...he is sick, he is very sick, so he can't wake up and can only sleep all the time. ."

"sick?"

The little girl tilted her head, her face was very serious: "If you are sick, take medicine and medicine, it will be better after taking medicine and medicine."

"Your grandpa's illness is different," Song Qingwan said grimly, "maybe...maybe it won't get better with medicine."

The little girl looked at the person on the bed with a worried look: "That grandpa is so pitiful."

At this moment, the attending doctor called by the old man came in.

The doctor said hello to the old man. The old man closed his eyes and didn't look at him. He waved his hand and took a deep breath.

"There are no outsiders here, just talk about it."

The doctor nodded, took out the medical record directly, and said to Song Qingwan and Lu Junhan:

"Mr. Lu’s previous illness was not very optimistic, and as he got older, his physical condition became weaker. We all thought he would not be able to survive the last operation yesterday, but fortunately, he was lucky and survived. But unfortunately, he eventually became a vegetable."

Song Qingwan frowned, "Doctor, I don't want to know what happened before, I just want to know now, is there any way to wake up my brother?"

The doctor shook his head and looked at her with a little pity:

"According to our previous tests, the probability of Mr. Lu's awakening is extremely low, and it is likely that he will never wake up unless... a miracle happens."

"Miracle?" Song Qingwan closed her eyes, "Doesn't that mean that my brother really won't be able to wake up forever?"

"It's not absolute."

Song Qingwan asked hurriedly: "How do you say this?"

Doctor: "What we diagnose to patients is that they may not wake up forever, not necessarily. After all, the future will be so long, anything can happen."

Song Qingwan was silent for a while and said, "You mean, will my brother wake up next, it depends on his own destiny?"

The doctor nodded: "We have achieved the best in medicine. Whether we will wake up next depends on his personal luck."

Song Qingwan murmured: "That's it! I feel that my brother's luck in this life has been used on the operating table for more than 20 years, so there is no luck left to wake up!"

　 [Also, don’t wait, it may be late. 】

(End of this chapter)