bestfiction Chapter 323 I Didn't Lie to You
Chapter 323 I Didn't Lie to You
Before He Qiancheng could say anything and was about to leave, Wei Zhonghua blurted out, "Brother He's mother is sick and in the hospital. He's going to..."
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Wei Zhonghua's words were interrupted by He Qiancheng's urgent shout, but it was too late; Lin Qingping had already understood.
"Comrade He, may I ask where your mother is feeling unwell?" Lin Qingping guessed that it must be something serious, otherwise He Qiancheng would have prevented Wei Zhonghua from speaking.
"It's nothing, I'll be going now." He Qiancheng nodded, taking his leave.
Lin Qingping then looked at Wei Zhonghua.
Watching He Qiancheng walk away, Wei Zhonghua said to his two companions, "Brother Shen, Brother Wang, you should go to the capital. Now that you've escaped the village, it shouldn't be too dangerous. There are police in the city, so it's unlikely they'll commit any crimes. I won't go; I'll go to the hospital to be with Brother He."
Shen Hai nodded. "Okay, go ahead."
hospital.
He Qiancheng was already by the bedside.
Her mother had her eyes closed and looked very weak. Her dinner was porridge, and she was still sitting on the table, not moving.
The family member in the next bed told him that the old man didn't want to eat.
He Qiancheng had business to attend to that night, so his mother's dinner was brought to her by the family member in the next bed.
At this moment, he sat beside his mother, looking at her old, dark hands, and a deep sorrow welled up in his heart.
His mother worked hard all her life, and he rarely had the chance to be by her side to show his filial piety. Now that she is seriously ill, he is powerless to help her...
Overwhelmed with grief, he lowered his head and covered his face. The tall man tried his best to restrain himself, but water still soaked his fingers.
"future……"
His mother's weak, trembling voice came from above, and a trembling hand landed on his head.
He quickly wiped his face and smiled at the person on the hospital bed, "Mom? Are you hungry? I'll heat up some porridge for you?"
His mother looked at her, her eyes cloudy. Despite her extreme weakness, a faint smile lingered on her pale face. "Qiancheng, don't be sad... Everyone has their own destiny. I'm already very content to have you by my side..."
These words made He Qiancheng feel even more bitter. He sniffed and couldn't hold back his tears, which filled his eyes.
He turned his head away for a moment, and only when the sadness on his face disappeared did he turn back and force a smile, "Mom, it's okay. The doctor said that as long as you cooperate with the treatment, you will get better soon. Didn't you say that you still like the days of farming in the countryside? When that time comes, I will go back to the countryside with you."
His mother shook her head, her pale face fragile yet resolute. "Listen to me, about the future... I know my own health. Tomorrow... we'll get discharged tomorrow..."
"Mother!" He Qiancheng interrupted her, "You just said you would listen to the doctor, why are you talking about being discharged from the hospital now?"
“Qiancheng…” A single, cloudy tear finally rolled down his mother’s cheek. “Don’t lie to me anymore… I know my illness is incurable. Every day in the hospital, this bed, this medicine, it all costs money… Qiancheng… don’t spend any more money on me, it’s not worth it. Let’s go back… No matter how much money you spend, my illness can’t be cured… Don’t lie to me anymore…”
The old woman's simplest wish: She's already an old woman, she's experienced everything in life, and now she's got this serious illness, why should she be a burden to her son? It's better to save the money; her son still has a life to live, he hasn't even gotten married yet…
However, no sooner had she finished speaking than a voice rang out.
"Brother He didn't lie to you, Auntie, this illness really can be cured."