I Love My Sweet Neighbor

Mu Qingtian could only live by thinking and remembering.

I don't know how long it has been, but a few of them have already fallen asleep. Mu Qingtian suddenly woke up. The lights in the operating room had just been turned off.

Mu Qingtian woke up the people around him.

The doctor came out of the room. Mu Qingtian rubbed his eyes hard and looked at the doctor's expression. His heart sank.

"Who's the patient's family?" The doctor came over.

"We are all children of patients." Mu Qingtian stood in front and said," I'm the eldest brother, and I've always been the one at the front."

"You can go in and see the patient. It's only a few days. Start preparing for the rest." The doctor said calmly, with no emotion in his voice.

After seeing too much life and death apart, he had no feelings for these things. Life and death seem to be a big thing, but sometimes it's really a small thing.

Mu Qingtian and the others did not speak, as if they had never accepted this sentence. Mu Huanjiang was also a little sad. Although his feelings with Mu Guohua were not very deep, it seemed that Mu Guohua was not very bad to him, but did not fulfill the responsibility of being a father.

Many times, Mu Huanjiang felt that he hated Mu Guohua, why he let himself out, why he came to this world, why he knew that he was an illegitimate child, why he wanted to stay by his side, why he stayed by his side, but he had to treat himself like this. But at this moment, he didn't seem like anything, just felt sad, and felt as if his heart was being crushed by a big stone.

Mu Qingtian was the first to react. "Thank you, doctor." After thanking them, Mu Qingtian took Mu Qiaoyang and the others into the ward the doctor said.

Mu Qingtian was a little afraid to look at the drummer on the bed. When did his father become like this? Why did his father, who was once a hero in his world, become like this?

Mu Ruoliu's tears, which had already stopped flowing, came down again. She had always been the unruly princess. In fact, she was the most beloved person in the family. Her father cared more about her than the other brothers, so now, she could not describe her inner activities at all.

Soon, a doctor arrived.

"The current patient is still under anesthetic and should wake up tomorrow morning, but there is a high possibility that he will not wake up. You must be mentally prepared. Even if the patient wakes up, it won't last long, so just try to meet all the requirements of the old man." The doctor said calmly.

Mu Qingtian and the others listened quietly. "Okay, we got it." Mu Qingtian said.

"You guys should go back tonight. I'll stay here." Mu Qingtian said to them.

"No, brother, I want to stay."

"We should stay. You can't be alone here."

Even Mu Huanjiang nodded.

Mu Qingtian held back his tears and nodded.

Perhaps at this time, this group of people gathered together to feel at home. Several men gave the bed to Mu Ruoliu, and Mu Ruoliu did not delay it. I also know that it's useless to postpone it. I can't let that big man sleep in bed.

"Brother, I can't sleep." As if it had been a long time, Mu Ruoliu still hadn't fallen asleep. He opened his eyes and looked at Mu Qingtian sitting next to him, saying.

"What's wrong?" Mu Qingtian didn't seem to be asleep either. At a time like this, no one should be able to sleep in this atmosphere.

Mu Qingtian stood up and sat down to sleep. He still felt terrible, and now his waist was a little sore.

"I don't know. Let's talk." Mu Ruoliu turned around and looked at Mu Qingtian.

"Brother, it's been a long time since we had laid down together and had a good chat like this." Mu Ruoliu said with great emotion.

"Yeah, think about it when you were young. Now, we have grown up." Mu Qingtian looked at the little sister she once loved the most and said.

"I never thought dad would be like this. When dad fainted before, I just thought that maybe one day, dad would wake up again, but before I saw him, I was told that dad was leaving."

"Brother, have you ever hated mom?" Mu Ruoliu's eyes sparkled in the dark.

Mu Qingtian was silent. To be honest, I never thought about it. I wanted to run away from this family and ignore Xiao Meiqin's opposition, but speaking of whether I hated him or not, Mu Qingtian really didn't know. It seemed like an unsolvable problem.

"I don't know either." Mu Qingtian's answer could only be this.

"To tell the truth, I used to hate my mother's behavior. I think sister-in-law Yun Zhuran is a very good woman. My mother is just making things difficult because zhu ran was not born in a rich family. I think it's too much." Mu Ruoliu's words were kind, but in Mu Qingtian's eyes, it was probably not his mother who hurt Yun Zhuran, but himself, the man Yun Zhuran once loved deeply.

Mu Qingtian knew Yun Zhuran's character and knew that Yun Zhuran could endure all the blows, even if Xiao Meiqin tried to stop him. But what did the man he loved do?

"Willow, stop it. In fact, mom can't be blamed for everything." Mu Qingtian said. But he didn't hear Mu Ruoliu's answer. He must have fallen asleep.

Mu Qingtian stood up alone and looked at the group of brothers around him. In the past, their relationship was so complicated, but in this place, in front of Mu Guohua, they were just brothers, nothing else.

Mu Qingtian walked out of the ward alone. The corridor of the hospital was always filled with sadness. Mu Qingtian was thinking about how much grief and happiness she had lost on this road.

Soon, on this road, there will be tears of their own.

Mu Qingtian had yet to experience the departure of his family. It's just that after the departure of the dragon moon, the pain might not be comparable to the pain not long after.

He was the eldest son of the family and the son that his father was proud of. In his childhood, he was happy under his father's knee. At that time, his father was a big hero in his eyes, but now, he looked at the skinny old man on the hospital bed. Mu Qingtian could not calm down.

In fact, when you think about it, you rarely communicate with your father, and your father rarely participates in your feelings.