He seemed to see Zhao Jishan back then, his Shanshan was innocent and lovely, so gently fell into his arms and crashed into his world.

That collision is a lifetime.

People often say that a glance at 10,000 years is probably that feeling.

When Xia Yan looked up and saw Murong Yan's dull eyes, it was too late, she cried and called the doctor, called Murong Shaochuan, Murong Jing, Murong Shaochuan and Chu Weiwei at the door heard the voice and immediately broke in.

A smile appeared on the corner of Murong Yan's mouth, and he whispered "Shanshan, I'm here", but the hand holding Xia Yan had already fallen down quickly.

"Daddy!" Xia Yan cried bitterly, his face instantly pale as paper, and his head buzzed.

"Doctor!! Doctor!!! ”

The doctor outside quickly came and examined it, and then made a helpless expression on his face and said "Condolences and change".

The clock on the wall was still walking one by one, and the sound of clicking was extraordinarily crisp and lonely in the quiet ward, which made people panic.

Xia Yan was dressed in light-colored clothes, which contrasted with the snow-white ward, making him look more and more cold and lonely.

There was silence throughout the room.

Xia Yan was surprisingly quiet, she just stared at Murong Yan for a moment, and there was not a single tear in her eyes.

Chu looked worried, and hurriedly hugged Xia Yan from behind, and didn't know what to say.

"Xiao Yan ......" Murong Jing behind him shouted, "Don't be too sad, Uncle will be your biological father in the future." ”

"You all go out......" Xia Yan said slowly, just staring at Murong Yan intently.

Murong Jing was finally helpless, sighed, and went out with Murong Shaochuan.

Chu thought about it slightly, and let her stay by herself for a while, just about to turn around.

It wasn't until everyone went out and the door was closed that Xia Yan suddenly burst into tears.

Chu Weiwei's heart trembled when he listened outside the door, but he could only guard quietly.

The entire hospital seemed to be quiet and only Xia Yan's crying remained, and she kept calling Murong Yan "Dad" until her voice was hoarse.

There was a dead silence in the hallway.

The person Xia Yan needs most now is probably Yi Beihan.

But no one knew that Yi Beihan had woken up.

……………………

The night had completely fallen, and there were no lights on in the ward.

Xia Yan gradually lost his strength before he finally quieted down.

The air was so cold that even the blood in his whole body was frozen, cold tears fell down his cheeks, and they were instantly frozen and condensed by the air, Xia Yan only felt a sharp stinging pain filling his chest, which was about to explode.

It's not that she hasn't tried to lose, but now it's the relatives in her life who have passed away.

In the darkness, she knelt on the cold ground, only to feel that her knees were painful, and the painful bones were about to break.

All night, Xia Yan spent the whole night in the dark, accompanied by Murong Yan's cold corpse, as if she could get a trace of comfort in this way, as if she guarded, Murong Yan could wake up.

Today's weather is exceptionally good, and the snow-white moonlight outside the window shines in, making the ward white.

She looked up at the window, her lips white, her eyes dead silent.

All of this is probably her fault.

Lost the child, lost the father, lost the Elbehan.

If she had given her father a bone marrow transplant earlier, this wouldn't have happened, would it?

At that time, if she could calm down and listen to Yi Beihan's words, would at least the child still be there now.