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Chapter 1396 A letter(2/2)

A white mist floated from the oxygen hood.

The old man's mouth squirmed, as if he wanted to say something.

But it only made a few qi sounds.

In a hurry, the old man started coughing violently.

The man hurriedly helped the old man to calm down and gently stroked the old man's back, "Dad, don't talk."

"Don't worry."

"I got it, take this letter to the bookstore, right?"

"I'll take it."

"Don't worry."

In his heart, he blamed himself for talking too much before?

As long as you take this letter to the bookstore, won’t everything be clear?

Why force the elderly to ask a clear answer now?

"Dad, you have a rest."

...

The old man still remembered this letter until the end.

The man patiently promised the old man repeatedly that he would definitely take the letter to the bookstore.

......

The old man glanced at his children. They all had their own families and their own children.

A smile slowly appeared on his face.

His head slightly sideways, and his eyes fall on the envelope on the bedside table.

...

The man picked up the envelope knowingly.

During the period after the old man gave this letter to him, the old man always looked for this letter from him.

He hadn't reacted at first.

Later, after learning that the old man was looking for this letter, he put the letter on the bedside table so that the old man could see this letter at any time.

...

The old man looked slightly stunned, and then his smile showed a little regret and apology.

The man blinked his eyes and felt a little confused and strange.

He can understand that the old man has regrets.

Who can be without any regrets when facing death?

But, why is the old man's apology?

Is it right to them?

No, the old man has nothing to do with sorry for them.

On the contrary, they are sorry for the old man.

It was their negligence that they did not discover the physical risks of the elderly in advance.

If I had found out earlier...

Can the elderly live longer?

...

The old man opened his mouth, as if he had said something.

But no sound was made.

The man couldn't help but frown.

He didn't understand lips and couldn't tell what the old man said.

He was about to get closer, but his body leaned forward and stopped.

The man slowly stood up straight.

In his vision, the old man slowly closed his eyes.

The incandescent lamp in the ward was too bright, making his eyes feel a little sore.

He pressed the corner of his eyes.

...

The man remembered the letter after finishing his life.
Chapter completed!
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