Father Su's condition is very bad, and he just woke up at this time.

Su Xiaoling entered the intensive care unit and walked to his bed.

Father Su is now difficult to speak, he is still wearing an oxygen mask, his face is sallow, and he has lost his appearance.

At this moment, he opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at Su Xiaoling in front of him.

Su Xiaoling looked at such a father, his heart was not good, and the tip of his nose began to pantothenic.

She squatted in front of the hospital bed and whispered, "Dad, listen to me." ”

Father Su blinked hard, and agreed to it.

Su Xiaoling held one of his hands, which had a lot of calluses on it, rough and dark.

At a glance, you can see that it has gone through a lot of hardships and years of ruthless tempering.

Su Xiaoling knew that his father had suffered a lot from being young to old.

There has been no blessing.

Since her debut, she has rarely gone home, and she has very little time to spend with them.

Now that he's sick, she's still running around.

In order not to drag her down, he hid it from her.

The more Su Xiaoling thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became.

She sniffed and muttered, "I'm sorry." ”

"Since I was a child, I have worried you, and when you grow up, you have not been allowed to live a good life. I am not always with you. ”

"You worked two jobs a day for my tuition fees for vocal music, and you suffered a lot."

"Even if you're sick, I can't be there for you all the time, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I should be with you, so that you may not give up. ”

As she spoke, her tears flowed down her cheeks.

Father Su looked at her tear-stained face and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Don't speak."

Su Xiaoling interrupted his move and continued, "I know you won't blame me. For so many years, you have never complained to me, what you have in your heart, you always carry it yourself. ”

"When I was subjected to online violence before, you were always worried about me, but when public opinion came to you, you cared about me for the first time......"

Speaking of this, Su Xiaoling had already stopped crying.

"Dad, I really don't want to leave you."

Su's father could only watch his daughter cry, he raised his hand, because he had no strength, he couldn't wipe her tears like when he was a child.

His voice was hoarse and very small: "Child, don't cry. ”

Su Xiaoling nodded, holding back tears.

Father Su weakly continued: "Life and death are fate, you are not sorry for me, Dad, always, proud of you. ”

Saying this, Father Su seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Su Xiaoling shook his head, tears blurred to realize: "It's okay, I can find the best doctor to treat you, please, hold on a little longer." Please......"

She didn't want the people she cherished to leave her.

"Child, you, you have to live well, be happy, and live well with your mother."

"Dad, I'm sorry for you."

With that, he slowly closed his eyes.

The electrocardiogram in the intensive care unit has become a straight line, and various instruments sound alarms.

Su Xiaoling held his hand tightly, buried his head very low, and cried sadly.

Doctors quickly entered the room and rushed to the rescue.

But, to no avail.

Song Yansheng stood at the door, and his feet that were about to step in never moved again.

He didn't want her to go through the pain of loss again.

So, he backed down.

(End of chapter)