With Wenxuan's support, He Mengjie's heart felt a little better. She slowly walked to Yuan Hao's bed, took a deep breath, and brewed for a long time before she barely shouted "Dad" softly from her throat.

Yuan Hao suddenly looked at her with wide eyes, and the voice on the heartbeat meter beat faster.

He stared at He Mengjie blankly for a long time, and then a teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye and landed on the white sheets.

Seeing Yuan Hao crying, He Mengjie's heart was also very uncomfortable, and her eyes were wet.

Xiang Huayun couldn't control it for a long time, and began to cry, crying while saying to Yuan Hao: "Did you hear, Xiaojie called your father, you should rest assured!" From today onwards, you have to fight the disease with all your spirits, and Mom believes that you will be able to succeed! ”

When Yuan Hao heard his mother say this, he couldn't control his emotions anymore and cried in a low voice.

For a while, there was a lot of crying in the ward, and the atmosphere was quite sad.

On this day, He Mengjie stayed in the hospital until the evening before going back, most of the time she was silent, but she sat silently by Yuan Hao's bedside, giving him Dong Naxi when he needed it.

This way of hers is the way she accompanies her mother, sitting silently, not saying anything, and letting her mood fly.

Occasionally, Xiang Yunhua would force a smile and say something happy to He Mengjie, but these could not hide the fact that Yuan Hao's days were numbered.

When He Mengjie let go of the resentment in her heart and tried to get along with them, she found that in fact, sometimes, it feels good to have a father.

It's a pity that this father's love came too late, too late.

In the next two days, Yuan Hao's spirit miraculously improved a lot, and he was very cooperative with the doctor in the treatment. This made He Mengjie's heart somewhat comforted. Before, she might have really wanted him dead, but now her mind had changed before she knew it.

However, in a few days, He Mengjie's vacation will come to an end. On the last day, Xiang Yunhua held He Mengjie's hand tightly and forced a smile: "You must take good care of yourself when you go to the United States." Don't worry, your dad will wait until the day you graduate. ”

When she said this, everyone knew that it was just a self-comfort. Yuan Hao's life was no more than three months, and the doctor said so in private.

On the day He Mengjie left, Wen Xuan said to her: "Don't worry, I will take good care of my father-in-law." "He's thick-skinned, and he's starting to call his father-in-law now.

He Mengjie couldn't help laughing and lightly touched his nose: "You still have to take care of yourself and listen to the rain!" ”

Wen Xuan nodded very obediently, and then he squeezed his eyes and said to her, "It's strange to say, Yuan Hao's wife and his autistic child have never come to see him......"

He Mengjie stopped talking, according to her relationship with Xiang Yunhua and Yuan Hao in the past few days, she already felt that there were some problems between Yuan Hao and his wife.

But none of that was on her mind, and she's going to be gone now......

Before getting on the plane, Wen Xuan took her hand and said in a solemn voice: "If Yuan Hao ...... Then I will inform you to come back for the funeral. After all, you are the main heir to his estate......"

Wen Xuan looked at He Mengjie carefully after speaking, thinking that He Mengjie would be a little unhappy, but who knew that she said faintly: "I hope he won't die so easily." ”