My dear President, Please make a detour

"OK." Mrs. Qin smiled at her, her face slightly pale.

Qin Zijin bent down and hugged her.

"Hurry up." Mrs. Qin patted her on the back and said softly, "don't delay."

Qin Zijin got up and left, "well, just wait for me."

After Qin Zijin left, Mrs. Qin suddenly found a crumpled paper ball.

Mrs. Qin thought, it should have fallen out of her pocket when her daughter held her just now. She stretched out her hand and unfolded the paper ball

Outside the Civil Affairs Bureau, Qin Zijin felt uneasy all the way.

The driver also talked a little and kept trying to talk to her: "Miss, why did you go to the Civil Affairs Bureau alone? Did you make an appointment with your husband and get the license there?"

Qin Zijin pursed his lips as if he were mute. He didn't respond to what he said.

The driver talked to himself for a long time. In the end, he may feel boring, so he shut up.

After getting off the bus, Qin Zijin looked at the man who had arrived, and his eyes suddenly became sour.

"Jane -" Qin Zijin opened his mouth and found his voice choking.

Jian Qianyu didn't seem to think she would really come. His eyes were cold and scary.

"Qin Zijin, you really dare." Jian Qianyu stared at her coldly, leaned over and put his thin lips on her ear: "do you think I'm a good man after being with me for so long?"

Qin Zijin didn't hear what he said clearly. At the moment, all her thoughts were occupied by the word divorce.

The pain in his heart was like being stung by something. Qin Zijin's whole brain was blank.

Jian Qianyu was very close to her. From behind, the two people seemed to hug each other.

"Jian Qianyu, do you really want to divorce me?" Qin Zijin held back his tears for a long time and fell off guard.

Jian Qianyu reached out and touched her tears.

"Oh." Jian Qianyu said softly, "since you married me, life is my man and death is my ghost."

Qin Zijin was a little confused and had some uncontrollable surprises: "have you changed your mind?"

Jian Qianyu took her hand and took her away directly.

"Hey?" after a while, Qin Zijin woke up from the reversion just like a dream: "where are you taking me?"

"Go home." Jian Qianyu said faintly.

Qin Zijin bit his lips, looked at his cold look, hardened his scalp and said, "I'm going to the hospital..."

Her mother is still there waiting for her.

"I won't allow it." Jian Qianyu was tough.

Qin Zijin was anxious and wanted to get rid of his hand: "let me go first. I have to go to the hospital."

"Jian Qianyu, please give me another chance." there were tears in Qin Zijin's eyes: "as Dr. Zhou said, this is my last operation. As long as this time, my mother's condition will be stable."

"And the children don't have to be busy!"

Qin Zijin exhorted, but Jian Qianyu turned a deaf ear.

After returning home, Qin Zijin was directly forced into the bedroom by him.

"You need a good rest now." Jian Qianyu looked at her eyes like a stranger: "I'll be here with you. Don't think about making trouble with me."

Naturally, Qin Zijin didn't want to, but he was imprisoned by Jian Qianyu and had nowhere to escape.

And in the hospital.

Dr. Zhou looked at Mrs. Qin lying in bed, strained her face and didn't say a word.

"Doctor, I said I don't want to treat any more." Mrs. Qin repeated what she had just said.

Dr. Zhou's face was ugly: "why? You obviously have the possibility of cure now. Why do you give up? Do you know that if you give up, you will die!"

Mrs. Qin had a gentle smile on her face and a soft tone: "I've already thought about it. I really don't want to see it anymore. I've lived so long and enough."

"You live long?" Dr. Zhou has always been a good temper. This time, he rarely lost his temper: "you obviously have a longer life."

Mrs. Qin shook her head: "you don't have to persuade me anymore. I've made up my mind."

"Does Miss Qin know?" Dr. Zhou frowned. "Does she know you made this decision?"

Mrs. Qin smiled: "I won't tell her for the time being. If I really go, please take care of her more in the future."

It was like giving an account of his last words, which completely changed Dr. Zhou's face.

"Qin -"

Dr. Zhou wanted to say something more, but Mrs. Qin closed her eyes and expressed her refusal with a gentle and silent attitude.

"Don't be impulsive." doctor Zhou whispered, "this is not a small matter. Think about it again and don't joke about your life."

After that, Dr. Zhou turned and left. When he left, he gently closed the door.

As time passed, Mrs. Qin struggled to get up.

A nurse just walked into the ward and asked, "madam, are you looking for something?"

"Do you have a pen and paper?" Mrs. Qin said with a smile, "I want to use it."

The little nurse nodded, "I'll find it for you."

After the paper and pen were found, the little nurse asked, "madam, what do you want these things for?"

"I haven't written for a long time. I want to write something." Qin Fu replied in a warm voice.

The little nurse "Oh" said, "if there's no other need, I'll go first and ring the bell."

Mrs. Qin smiled softly and watched her leave the ward.

It's night.

Mrs. Qin didn't wait for Qin Zijin to come back.

She had some regrets in her heart, but on second thought, if Zijin really stayed here, she might not be able to be cruel.

There is a bathroom in the ward.

Mrs. Qin locked the door on crutches and went into the bathroom.

The warm water soaked the body, ticking, and blood red mucus meandered out along the floor.

The pain of the wrist being cut open by the blade seemed imperceptible to her, and the corners of her mouth even smiled.

I don't know how long later, her already faint consciousness finally sank into darkness.

When it was almost dawn, a little nurse came round.

But the door could not be opened. The little nurse was suspicious and her eyes suddenly fell to the ground.

"Ah!" the little nurse screamed, "come on! Something's wrong!"

The door was opened in a hurry. When Dr. Zhou ran over, his goal was to lie in the bathroom, looking quiet and pale, as if she were asleep.

"Qin, Mrs. Qin." Dr. Zhou walked up to her step by step, stretched out his hand, touched her already cold cheek, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red: "why, why did you give up?"