It is said that Ilya drove Sergei to the emergency room of the hospital, and the doctor preliminarily judged that it was a cerebral hemorrhage and his life was in danger, and immediately pushed Sergei into the operating room for surgery.

Ilya gasped slightly, and hurriedly took out her mobile phone and dialed Yao Jingjing's number.

"Hey, Ilya, how is Sergey?"

"Hey, Jingjing, Sergei has just been pushed into the operating room, and the doctor said that it is very likely to be a cerebral hemorrhage."

"Cerebral hemorrhage? It's already the second time, Ilya, what floor are you on? I'll rush over now. ”

"On the third floor."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Yao Jingjing on the other end of the phone was so anxious that she didn't think much about it, she picked up Pavel, who had been quiet, and left the house, and stopped a taxi to go to the hospital. On the way, her face was pale, and her heart was up and down, if it was really a cerebral hemorrhage, this was Sergei's second cerebral hemorrhage, the last cerebral hemorrhage caused a stroke, and she finally recovered. Yao Jingjing suddenly had a bad premonition, and the panic in her heart became more and more intense, this day still came, and her hand holding the child couldn't help but tighten.

When she arrived at the hospital, Yao Jingjing went straight to the operating room on the third floor, and when she saw Elia sitting on the bench, Yao Jingjing gasped heavily.

"Jingjing, Sergei has been in for a while, don't worry, sit down and wait."

Yao Jingjing nodded, and sat on the bench with Ilya's support.

Pavel in his arms was unaware of the situation around him, and fell asleep deeply, Yao Jingjing and Ilya did not speak, and they all felt a sense of sadness in their hearts.

I don't know how long later, the lights in the operating room went out, the door opened, and the doctor walked out inside. Ilya and Yao Jingjing stood up one after another, Yao Jingjing stared at the doctor's face nervously, seeing the doctor shaking his head helplessly, her heart sank suddenly, she knew that what she was most afraid of and worried about had finally happened.

"The patient's cerebellar hemorrhage, the amount of bleeding is very large, and the hospital is not sent in time, we have done our best, and now the patient only has one breath left, he seems to have an unfulfilled wish, you go in and see him for the last time."

Ilya frowned, and he hugged Yao Jingjing, for fear that Yao Jingjing would faint from being too frightened.

"I, I'm fine." At this moment, Yao Jingjing was very calm, she was mentally prepared, and she walked into the operating room step by step with heavy steps. Ilya followed.

In the operating room, Sergei was lying alone on the cold operating table, wearing a mask on his mouth, his eyes slightly open, and he was waiting for Jingjing with his last breath. Catching a glimpse of Jingjing approaching, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes.

Yao Jingjing's eyes were already red, tears fell one by one, she slowly held Sergei's hand, as if she had a thousand words to say, but at this moment her throat seemed to be glued, and she couldn't make a sound.

"Jingjing, yes, I'm sorry, I can't be with you anymore." Sergei uttered this guilt with all his strength, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

"No, Sergey, you can't die, I don't want you to die." Yao Jingjing shook her head violently, she didn't dare to imagine that one day Sergei would really leave her, close at hand.

Sergei's hand was held and tried to lift it up to touch Yao Jingjing's face, Yao Jingjing understood, put the back of Sergei's hand on his face, and tears instantly stuck to the back of Sergei's hand.

"Jingjing, I, I love you. If there is an afterlife, we are still husband and wife. ”

"Well, I promise you, we will still be husband and wife in the next life." Yao Jingjing nodded, unable to cry.

At this time, Sergei looked at Ilya not far away, and when Ilya saw this, he walked to the other side of the operating table and said, "Sergey, do you have anything to tell me?" ”

"Ilya, in the future, please, take care, take care of Jingjing, please." As he spoke, Sergei grabbed Ilya's hand.

Ilya hurriedly nodded in response: "Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Jingjing, don't worry." ”

Receiving an affirmative answer, the corners of Sergei's lips rose slightly, and he tried his last strength to put Ilya's hand on Yao Jingjing's hand, and then closed his eyes.

"Sergey, Sergey." Yao Jingjing shouted, but Sergei never opened his eyes again.

"Sergey, wake up, Sergey. Whining. Yao Jingjing lay on Sergei's body, shaking and crying, trying to shake the people under him awake, but Sergei never responded.

Ilya's eyes gradually moistened, although he and Sergei had not known Sergei for a long time, and they didn't know each other, but after all, they had lived under the same roof for a few days, and the person who was alive yesterday passed away today, this impact was really a bit big, how could he not be moved!