.Today is Shen Yu's birthday.Shen Yu invited him out for dinner yesterday.because Shen Yu said it was the first birthday after returning home, Fu Shiting agreed.Shen Yu has arrived at the appointed re...Chapter 2747

"Dad, can I go in and stay with my sister"

Xiaohe is afraid that his sister will wake up later, but he will not be able to find out in the first place.

Fu Shiting nodded: "Xiaohe, your mother thinks we are wrong. If we had promised your sister to stay with Jin Si-nien in the first place, they would not have come here and nothing would have happened."

"Dad, it's nobody's fault." Xiaohe said firmly, "if everyone can anticipate what will happen in the future, there will be no accidents and disasters in the world."

Xiaohe's answer made Fu Shiting feel a little comforted.

"Dad, you use your experience to guide us to make the right choice. It is your responsibility as a father." Even if the direction you chose for us is wrong, I don't blame you. No one is perfect, and no one can never be wrong. Dad, in my eyes, you are a good father. "

Fu Shiting hugged his daughter in his arms: "Xiaohe, my father also thanks you for being so sensible."

"Dad, my sister won't blame you either." Xiaohe hugged his father and said firmly, "my sister told me." She loves you and mom very much. So don't feel guilty. "

"mm-hmm. You go in! " Fu Shiting loosened his little daughter. "if your sister wakes up, if she's not feeling well, you can talk to her alone first."

"good." Xiaohe said, push open the door of the ward and enter the ward.

she went to the bedside and looked at her sister's pale face.

although my sister's life is not in danger, she is also frostbitten.

she has an indwelling needle in the back of her hand and is receiving an infusion.

Xiaohe reached out and touched his sister's hand.

my sister's hands are slightly cold.

so she reached out and gently grasped her sister's hand, trying to keep her warm.

after about half an hour or so, rilla woke up again.

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she has been asleep long enough, her body is not so tired, she mainly has an emotional breakdown.

"Sister." Xiaohe saw her sister open her eyes and immediately shouted softly, "Sister, I am Xiaohe."

rilla was in a trance when she saw her sister.

wasn't Mom and Dad at the bedside just now

"the second elder brother sent his mother to the airport. Mother is going to go to the country to find Uncle Jin. " Xiaohe explained to his sister, "see if you can help."

rilla nodded her chin and spoke hoarsely. "is he really not dead" Little sister, don't lie to me. "

obviously on the snow-capped mountain, she has already refused to answer him.

"I don't see Uncle Ken. But if Uncle Ken died, my mother would not leave you to go to China now. " Xiaohe said, "Uncle Ken has been sent to the country for treatment."

rilla's vision blurred again, and her memory was pulled back to the snowy mountain again. I called him, but he didn't answer. I touched his head with my forehead, but he didn't respond. His face was blue with cold, and his face was so cold. I thought he was dead. "

" when rescuers found him on the snow-capped mountain, they said he was dead. He really wasn't breathing. We all thought he was dead, but mom was devastated. Fortunately, he was later sent to the hospital, and after the doctor was rescued, he had a heartbeat again. His condition seems to be called shock. "

Xiaohe's words made rilla hold back her tears.

"Sister, do you know the last thing he said to me" Ruila finally held back her tears and burst into tears again.

Xiaohe wanted to know, so he asked, "what did he say"

rilla: "he made me forget him. Because he thought he was going to die, he was afraid that I would feel guilty because of this. He was afraid that I would not be able to get out all my life. So he made me forget him and live a good life in the future. " for you to come over now""OK, I'll be right there." He hung up the phone and strode towards the post office.he suffered from insomnia at noon and went to the post office with Wei Zhen's postcard to c...