Chapter 433: The Sad Apricot Tree (Part II)
Chapter 433: The Sad Apricot Tree (Part II)
By the time Vir and A-RISE arrived at the hospital, Masa Aizawa had already been pushed from the emergency room to the intensive care unit.
And the doctor said five words with a look of regret, and we did our best.
Aizawa's parents couldn't stop crying, and Yuki Anki lost his strength to kneel on the ground after taking a look at the custody room, crying silently.
The boy I saw yesterday was just pale, and now Aizawaya's face is pale and bloodless, and the oxygen mask and various infusion tubes are pressed on her body, barely sustaining her life.
"The patient's consciousness is already awake, Mr. Aizawa, Wilsan, if you have anything else to say, go in and say. ”
The doctor opened the door of the intensive care room and told everyone that Mr. and Mrs. Aizawa, who were parents, and Verhim, who was the child's helper, knew each other well, so he called out their names emphatically.
Aizawa's mother's legs were a little weak, and even if she knew that there would be such a result, she couldn't help but grieve, and her face, which had become old from hard work, had endless grief.
Aizawa's father was in better shape, but his gray hair before he was forty years old made him look less like he was in his prime.
After the two of them helped each other into the monitoring room, Will helped Yuki Xingshu to follow.
Drip...... Drip...... Drip......
The electrocardiogram (ECG) was very calm, announcing that the person lying on the bed was still alive.
Masa Aizawa's mother came to Masa Aizawa and spoke intermittently, tears streaming down like a river that had burst a dam.
On the contrary, Aizawa, who was lying on the hospital bed, had been comforting his parents, with a calm smile on his face.
"Will...... I'm sorry...... Wasted a lot of money on you......"
Aizawa Ya turned her head and said through the oxygen mask.
"It's nothing, I just had to apologize, but I let her know. ”
Will helped Yuki to the bed, but he took two steps back, giving up the space to the two of them.
Looking at the young man in front of him, Yuki Xingshu didn't cry anymore, but his eyes were red, which made people feel pity.
"This ...... Appearance...... I don't want you to see ......."
The two looked at each other for two seconds, and Aizawa Ya suddenly closed her eyes and said.
"Thank you...... Even though you're dragging such a body, you've been cheering for me......"
"I like ...... Love the sound of the almond trees...... If the almond tree no longer comes out to sing...... That's a shame......"
"I ...... Will definitely continue to sing...... Let you hear me wherever you go!" Apricot tried to make herself speak softly, but it didn't always go well, and the tears didn't stop from the beginning.
"That's great...... The apricot tree is perfect for singing cheerful songs...... Extraordinary...... Motivates me ......"
As she spoke, Aizawa Masa slowed down, as if she was about to fall into a deep sleep at any moment, and her eyes began to drift.
"Aizawa-kun!Aizawa-kun!Ya!Open your eyes," Yuki Kiriki, who sensed that something was wrong, hurriedly grabbed Aizawa's hand, hoping to let him stay a little longer.
It's a pity that this is impossible, Aizawa's soul can't return to his body, and only a part of the living soul is connected to the body, and this part of the living soul has been changing at a slow pace, and now there is only a trace left, and it will completely turn into a ghost at any time.
If you become a ghost, you will become a ghost, what does it matter, you can still be by the side of your favorite person, right?
This is a good question, but don't forget, ghosts are special beings formed by resentment, and the original regrets have long been resolved by Will, and Aizawa Masa will disappear the moment she completely becomes a ghost.
Because he has no regrets.
Aizawa opened her eyes again, and her originally dilated pupils became bright, and even the frequency shown by the electrocardiogram increased.
Is it back to light?
Will understood in an instant what was going on, it was a dying man who had unconsciously activated all the potential in his body just to survive a little longer.
"Apricot tree, I like you, at first I just liked your voice...... Later, the more I got to know you, the more I liked you...... So, you must be happy......"
"Hmm...... I like you too...... But I want you to be well!, or I'll ......" As a woman's sixth sense, Yuki felt that the boy she liked was about to leave her, and she hurriedly opened her mouth hoping to confide in her.
"Apricot Tree...... You have to be happy. ”
"I ...... You will definitely be happy. ”
Yuki wanted to say a lot more, but in the end, she just complied with his request and didn't say anything else.
Aizawa, who received a satisfactory answer, turned to look at his parents on the side, still with a calm smile on his face.
“…… Father...... Mom...... It has always been ...... Thank you for your hard work......"
The Aizawa couple didn't speak again, just shook their heads with tears in their eyes, and when they opened their mouths, they were afraid that instead of calm words, they would say bursts of crying.
"Thank you...... You ......"
Tick –
With the warning sound of the ECG, Aizawa finally closed his eyes and passed away with a calm smile.
At the same time, the ghost, which was originally barely attached to the body, was finally bounced away by his body and quickly disappeared.
"Ya!"
Yuki Anki cried out in grief, but Aizawa's mother still couldn't bear the inevitable picture and fainted.
Will quietly tugged at Kira Tsubasa and Eirina Tongtang, who were sad for their best friend, and the three of them quietly walked outside, leaving the space for Mr. and Mrs. Aizawa and Yuki Kyoki, as well as the medical staff who arrived later.
Perhaps having a similar experience, Will understands their pain very well, and at this time let them be quiet and let out all their grief.
Slowly closing his eyes, his senses spread, enveloping the entire hospital.
The sad voice, the serious emotions, the smiling patient, the worried family members, the joy of being discharged from the hospital, the pain of the birth of the child, the joy of finally giving birth to the child, the anxious waiting of the new father......
All the emotions in the hospital poured into Will's heart, turning into nutrients and nourishing the crystals in his soul.
After a long time, Will opened his eyes, there was no sadness or joy in his pure blue eyes, and he was almost able to break through to the realm of the middle level of the Dao Domain, this news was dispensable to him.
From the beginning of successfully crossing the tribulation and ascending to the Dao Spirit level, the ascension of the realm requires more understanding and opportunities in life.
For Will, who is no longer able to use his abilities, the improvement of the realm is at most a boost in spiritual power reserves, physical strength, and spiritual power, and it has no big effect.
Aizawa's father was the only one who could restrain his emotions, and soon after, he appeared in front of Vir and offered to return the pre-saved treatment fees.
Since meeting Aizawa, his treatment has been provided by Will, which has also reduced the burden on Aizawa and his wife, in order to raise their son's medical expenses, they have borrowed all the money that relatives and friends can borrow, and even the originally comfortable big house has been replaced by a narrow rental house, eating a small amount of food all day long, just so that their son can receive better treatment.
It's just a bunch of data for Will, and it's too cheap to let the data hang a person's life.
So Weir immediately said that the money didn't need to be returned, and it should be used to pay off the debt.
How can this be!
Mr. Aizawa immediately disagreed, but Veil was unwilling to recover the rest of the treatment costs, and the two remained at a stalemate in the corridor.
One insisted that the medical bills had not been used up, and the other insisted on not recovering the money that had been paid, and the dispute between the two made the people around them feel very warm.
After all, isn't it a good thing that both sides are thinking about each other?