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"Okay." The other party replied very simply, and they also wanted to take money to go to other places to avoid the limelight.

Hanging up the phone, Wen Mei walked around the room uneasily, and then called Song Zhiyue, wanting to probe Song Zhiyue's tone and see how Yao Shengying was doing.

However, the phone was not answered, and it rang until it hung up automatically.

***

Song Zhiyue knelt in front of the operating table for more than an hour, until the nurse came in and urged them to take the body away, and the emergency room was about to be used.

Song Zhiyue was out of breath crying, and did not respond to the nurse's words, and Song's father also wiped his tears one by one.

After a few minutes, the nurse hurriedly came in to urge the second time, but Song Zhiyue still knelt still.

In the end, there was really no way, and a few nurses came to forcibly push Song's mother away.

"Don't touch my mother!" Song Zhiyue grabbed the cart.

The nurse said, "Miss, we can understand your feelings, but the patient who needs to be rescued is already outside the operating room, and you are delaying the life of another patient." ”

Song Zhiyue slowly let go of her hand, covered her face and cried sadly.

Seeing that the nurse pushed Song's mother out of the emergency room, Song's father followed out, and Song Zhiyue also stood up.

After kneeling for a long time, her legs were a little numb, and she almost fell back as soon as she stood up, the nurse next to her helped her, she said "thank you" with tears in her eyes, and the doctor and nurse pushed the person who needed to be rescued urgently, and she staggered out of the emergency room.

There was a series of car accidents today, there were many people who needed to be rescued, and there were not enough people, so the nurse put Song's mother's body in the corridor outside the emergency room and went to get busy.

Song Zhiyue lay on the side of the bed, holding her mother's cold face with one hand, and tears fell down in large numbers.

Her phone rang, and it was only when it rang a third time that she connected.

It was Su Wansheng's phone, and as soon as she was connected, she cried bitterly: "Shengsheng, my mother is gone." ”

***

When Su Wansheng rushed to the hospital, Song Zhiyue was holding Song's mother's body and crying, and Song's father took Song's mother's hand and talked to her while wiping her tears.

Su Wansheng couldn't believe it, when she saw Song's mother a few days ago, she was fine, and asked her to take care of Song Zhiyue more, but today she is gone.

She stepped forward and hugged Song Zhiyue's shoulder: "Yueyue......"

Song Zhiyue threw herself into her arms, and repeated a sentence in a choked voice: "Shengsheng, my mother is gone, my mother is gone......"

Su Wansheng patted her back, the corners of her eyes slowly reddened, knowing that it was useless to say anything comforting at this time, so she let her hug herself and cry.

Until a nurse came and asked if they were going to take the body to the funeral home.

Song Zhiyue cried vigorously and didn't speak.

The body has been placed in other people's hospitals, and it is not a way, so Su Wansheng made the decision for her and nodded at the nurse.

The nurse called the funeral home in front of them and asked the funeral home to come and pull the body away.

Before the people from the funeral home came, Song Zhiyue cried and fainted.

She woke up in the second half of the night, sat up suddenly when she opened her eyes, and saw that she was in the ward, she asked Su Wansheng, who was guarding the bedside: "Where is my mother?" ”

"Funeral home." Su Wansheng said in a low voice.

Song Zhiyue's eyes slowly gathered mist, and then condensed into water droplets.

"Don't cry." Su Wansheng poured her a glass of water.

Song Zhiyue held it in her palm and didn't drink it, the tears that kept rolling in her eyes, as soon as she lowered her eyelashes, they dripped into the cup.

"Where's my dad?"

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