The lights in the hospital are also always on at night.

But tonight, the hospital was a little more lively.

The figure on this seat, holding his mobile phone tightly in his hand, still did not dial Chen Ming's number.

When he looked up, all eyes were on the emergency room.

Han Bingbing.

Last June,

Han Bingbing was successfully admitted to the university of his choice, and even made a girlfriend in school and formed a band.

He doesn't live like a child from an orphanage.

Even, compared to many children with happy families, he has a happier life.

And now, Han Bingbing is a sophomore.

It's the end of September.

It stands to reason that this time is not the time for the university vacation, but Han Bingbing appeared in the hospital.

In the emergency room.

Doctors and nurses are staggered, busy and sweating profusely.

But the Han soldiers outside couldn't hear the slightest sound inside, so they could only wait outside.

Except for Chen Ming, he is the oldest child in the orphanage.

He matures a lot!

When encountering such an urgent matter, there is no panic like before.

But he still couldn't make up his mind.

He was wondering if he should call Chen Ming.

Others don't pay attention to Xingyu Entertainment, but Han Bingbing has always paid attention.

At the 70th anniversary carnival some time ago, Han Bingbing saw Chen Ming's figure on TV.

It's still so dazzling!

Not only that, Han Bingbing also knew that Chen Ming was preparing to shoot a new drama in Kyoto and would not be able to come back in a short time.

Chen Ming was busy.

He's busy with his business.

Han Bingbing knew very well in his heart that if he made this phone call, Chen Ming would definitely buy a ticket and fly back overnight.

But in that case, what should we do in Kyoto?

You must know that this time the new drama was requested by national television.

It's much more important than any previous TV series.

The old dean told him more than once that Chen Ming was busy, it was good to be busy, it was a good thing for a man to have his own career, try not to disturb him.

However, the last time the old dean was hospitalized, Han Bingbing did not call Chen Ming, and slapped Chen Ming afterwards.

This time the situation is more serious.

The old dean probably won't make it through........

If Chen Ming was not informed, Han Bingbing didn't dare to think about what would happen after Chen Ming came back.

It was at this moment that the lights in the emergency room finally went out.

Han Bingbing hurriedly put his mobile phone in his pocket and got up.

Doctors and nurses walked out one after another.

"Doctor, how is my grandfather?"

Han Bingbing looked anxious, and looked into the emergency room.

Hearing this, the doctor at the head was silent for a few seconds and shook his head: "We did our best." ”

In an instant, Han Bingbing's face turned pale and he sat on the ground.

Cancer is like that.

Once it reaches the late stage, if you want to save it again, it will be difficult for the gods to come.

If it weren't for Chen Ming's high medical expenses for more than a year, the old dean might not even be able to survive today.

"Doctor, if you go in and try again, maybe there's still a chance!"

"I beg you, I'm on your knees!!"

Han Bingbing knelt directly in front of the doctor.

For Han Bingbing, the old dean is his elder and the person he respects the most.

But for the hospital, the old director is just one of countless pictures of death.

Seeing more of the powerlessness of the emergency room, and seeing more family members collapse outside the emergency room, slowly, doctors and nurses learned to get used to this atmosphere.

Life is not.

There are not so many miracles against the sky, and there are not so many reclusive people with superb medical skills.

To put it mildly, patients who can't even be saved by large high-end hospitals should not be expected to be saved elsewhere.

The doctor wanted to help Han Bingbing up, but he couldn't stand Han Bingbing's youth and strength, and he couldn't pull it up.

"Let's go in and talk to the old man about the last words."

The doctor whispered.

Han Bingbing raised his head, his eyes were red: "My grandfather is still there?!" ”

After saying that, Han Bingbing got up and rushed into the emergency room.

Looking at Han Bingbing's back, the doctor shook his head helplessly.

The old man is still there.

But that's for tonight.

To put it bluntly, the old dean's current state is called a return to light.

This night was the last night of the old dean.

Han Bingbing rushed to the bedside of the old dean, and the old dean's face at this time no longer had a ruddy look.

Even, the old dean couldn't even open his eyes.

Sensing that there was someone around him, the old dean muttered in his mouth, and Han Bingbing barely heard it clearly when he put it to his ear.

"Is it a soldier?"

The voice is too low to be heard.

At this time, the only one who could rush to his side should be Han Bingbing.

Because, in the notice column of the hospital's family, Han Bingbing's mobile phone number is filled in.

Han Bingbing held the old dean's hand, it was very rough, without any temperature, and it felt like a thin piece of firewood.

"Grandpa, I'm here."

Hearing this, the old dean tried his best to open his eyes, glanced at Han Bingbing, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Taller again, a lot stronger." ”

In an instant, Han Bingbing burst into tears, constantly rubbing the old dean's hands, trying to give him some warmth.

"What are you crying about, I've lived for so many years, enough is enough."

The old dean couldn't raise his arm, so he could only rub his fingers against Han Bingbing's palm.

Han Bingbing kept wiping his tears with the back of his hand, but the tears just couldn't stop.

After a moment, the old dean's voice lowered.

"Bingbing, when I leave, you can bring the letter in the cabinet of my ward to Chen Ming."

"The Happy Orphanage will not accept new orphans in the future, and when the other children grow up, they will sell the land in the orphanage."

"If a child is short of money, give him more of the money from selling the land, don't ask you Brother Chen Ming, it's not easy for him to make money."

Forty or fifty children in the orphanage.

The youngest is also at the age of elementary school.

Thankfully,

This group of children is a little stronger than the other children from an early age.

The old dean has worked hard for the orphanage all his life, and he doesn't want the people behind him to continue this hard work.

Han Bingbing kept nodding.

He tried to speak, but all he did was whine.

He wanted to say.

We have money, Brother Chen Ming has money, there must be a way.

But he knew that he was deceiving himself.

If there is a way to continue life, the hospital will definitely say it, and even if it costs more money, the hospital will definitely give a choice for the family to choose.

The truth is,

The hospital did not give a second option.

Cancer cannot be cured, so it can only be delayed.

With the current level of medical care,

It is already a very good thing that terminal cancer can be delayed for a year and a half.

At this moment,

Han Bingbing finally knew.

Originally

When you are too sad, you can't speak.

After the old dean said those words, he fell silent.

It seems like....... Everything that should be explained has been explained.

If it weren't for the still beating folded lines on the ECG instrument, there would be no sign that the old dean was still alive.

I don't know how long it took,

An inaudible murmur sounded: "That's it, it's good." ”

This night,

The hospital was quiet, there was no noise, no hoarse cries.

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