Chapter 2921 Love (51)
At this moment, the hospital.
The ward is filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant.
The ward is full of white screens, the lights are white, the walls are white, and the beds are also white.
Even the EKG machine, which was blaring its alarm, was white.
"Drip—"
A long straight line on the electrocardiogram machine, without ups and downs, without waves or movements.
Just such a cold and infinitely extended straight line, accompanied by the sound of the siren, as if the scythe of death swung down.
announces the death of a person, the end of life, and the dissolution of the soul.
The warm body is gradually cooling down.
Heart, no longer beating, completely stopped.
In the ward, doctors and nurses have all come.
After nearly an hour of resuscitation, he still couldn't be rescued.
On the hospital bed, the old man whose life has come to an end, at this moment, with his eyes closed, his face is old and calm.
As if still asleep, in his sleep, he let go and left.
No pain, no struggle.
Just passed away quietly, left.
The doctor stood by the hospital bed, looking at the straight line on the ECG machine.
The alarm sounded for a long time.
Until the end, the doctor was silent and turned it off.
The siren disappears.
The doctor looked at the clock on the wall.
"Time of patient death—"
"Bang—" the door of the ward was slammed open.
Wen Ruyue, who was still wearing waiter clothes, came.
After receiving the news, he left work and ran here.
Eyes full of tears.
"Grandma—"
The room was full of doctors and nurses, and the atmosphere was heavy and quiet.
As soon as she came, the nurses silently made way for her.
Wen Ruyue rushed directly to the hospital bed.
"Dr...doctor, my grandma—how is my grandma—she—"
"Miss, please...sorry."
The doctor put his hands in front of his body and slowly lowered his head.
The others were all silent.
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When Lin Xiaosheng came to the ward, there was only Wen Ruyue in the ward.
No one else came.
Probably won't come either.
The orphanage has supported dozens of children over the years, all of whom were brought up by the dean's grandma alone.
The kindness of nurturing is obviously greater than the sky.
I never thought that when the end came, there were not many people who came to see the end.
Really ironic.
Lin Xiaosheng came to the door of the ward and was about to go in.
Unexpectedly, the seemingly cold-blooded Cheng Xiaodong came.
A step behind him, holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in his arms.
Panting, with a bit of exhaustion on his face after a night.
"Is it here?"
His hands rested on the wall, panting.
It seems that they came running all the way.
"Damn, I'm exhausted. The intensive care unit in this hospital is so **** hard to find."
he complained.
When the two met, Lin Xiaosheng looked at him without saying a word, and pushed the door open.
Cheng Xiaodong was panting, hugging the flowers and following.
Entering the ward, Wen Ruyue, who was crying into tears, looked over in an instant.
"elder brother-"
She was crying.
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Lin Xiaosheng handled the discharge procedures for the dean's grandmother's body.
Get the death certificate, pay the hospitalization expenses, contact the funeral home...
On this day of heavy snowfall, he handled these matters calmly by himself, no matter how big or small.
Wen Ruyue burst into tears, not understanding anything.
Cheng Xiaodong understood, but he only came for a while, and then he had to go back to work.
According to what he said—they are all dead, the corpses are placed there, and they won’t run away, just come to pay respects when he is free, as a show of filial piety.
After visiting, I sent flowers and left again.
(end of this chapter)