Come and think about it.

"We are relatives, distant relatives ......"

"yes, not bad......"

Zhao Shuiqian smiled unnaturally and buried herself in eating.

In the afternoon, after work.

Xia Yan wanted to go to the hospital to visit Mr. Li, but considering that he might have to go back a little later, he made a call to Yi Beihan in advance.

"I want to go to the hospital, can I go back a little later?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then I heard Yi Beihan hum faintly.

He, he's really becoming more and more reasonable.

Xia Yan couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, the tip of her heart seemed to be a spring breeze, itchy.

"Then I'll hang up!"

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Central Hospital.

Xia Yan sat on the chair in front of the hospital bed, holding Li Lao-Shi's increasingly rugged fingers tightly with both hands, looking at her intently, and swallowing back the sourness that surged in his throat.

"Mr. Li, since I was a child, you have taught me to be strong, and to face any setbacks with a smile. Now that your health has encountered a little setback, you also have to be strong and live every day with a smile on your face, so that your body can get better faster. ”

Mr. Li smiled weakly, and reached out to stroke the hair that fell down her forehead, looking relieved.

"My little Xia Yan has really grown up."

"Hmm."

Xia Yan squinted and smiled.

"I've recently learned another dish that I haven't made for you to taste! So, you have to get well quickly. ”

Mr. Li raised his hand and touched her cheek, rubbing for a while, his eyes flashed with tears, but the corners of his mouth were smiling.

"You're getting more and more like your mother......"

When it comes to her mother, Xia Yan has an indescribable feeling in her heart.

"Mr. Li, are you telling me something about my mother? I want to hear it. ”

"Okay, now that you've grown up, it's time for me to tell you something about your background......"

Old Master Li shifted her gaze from Xia Yan's face to the ceiling, and her drifting eyes told you that her thoughts were stuck in her memory.

Her background?

Xia Yan listened curiously.

"That year, your mother suddenly came to the Dawn Orphanage with you, and begged the dean to take you in, who was about to be born, so the dean let your mother live in the orphanage temporarily, but whenever we asked your mother if she had any relatives, she always cried, cried very sadly, and didn't say a word, until you came a month later, and she was bleeding profusely......"

Li Laoshi paused, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand, and continued.

At that time, the doctor gave her a blood transfusion in time, and later the examination said that it was not life-threatening...... However, she always cried when she hugged you, as if she had been greatly wronged, and she didn't seem to listen to how we enlightened and persuaded her, so she suddenly stopped breathing after the sixth day after you were born......"

Xia Yan's heart became heavier and heavier, her throat tightened for a while, and her tears no longer obeyed the call and fell down fiercely, staining the white sheets, slowly hurting, and even a picture appeared in front of her, in which her mother hugged her, crying and breaking her liver and intestines...... What kind of thing did she go through that made her lose the faith to live?

But who can give her an answer but her mother!

Mr. Li turned around and reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Son, I never told you that your mother intermittently mentioned a little bit about your father before she died."

"My dad?"

Xia Yan asked in surprise.