Chapter 1840

Mrs. Murong and Mr. Murong have lived together for so many years. Before that, of course, because Mrs. Jones and his wife's feelings were affected, she also had a deep misunderstanding about her husband.

But after all, she was the closest person to him for so many years, and she knew him well.

He was afraid that it was really bad today. In his coma, he kept calling her name. This was his last wish before he died.

If she went in, it would be fulfilling his last wish.

Then he can leave without care.

However, how could Mrs. Murong let him walk so easily? How could she let him die by saying so.

He let her suffer so many grievances, he said he wanted to compensate her, but now he has no time to do anything.

She can't let him go like this, so she won't go in, she will never go in.

Mrs. Murong's face was as white as a wall. Her lips were almost the same color as her skin. Her body was shaking all the time, and her eyes were dull.

Ji Mianmian is very worried. She is afraid that Mrs. Murong will faint next second.

They are guarding outside the ward. Ji Mianmian looks at Murong Mian. He pats her on the shoulder and doesn't speak.

She hesitated for a moment, walked over and whispered, "Mom..."

Murong's wife grasped Ji Mianmian's hand. Her strength was very strong and she grasped it tightly. She said: "Mianmian Mian, you tell me that he will be OK, won't you?"

Ji Mianmian endured the pain and nodded: "well, Dad, it's going to be OK. He'll get better. Dad, I don't know if he's always strong?"

Murong nodded: "yes, you're right. He'll be fine He has survived so many times before. This time This time, it won't be OK, it won't be... "

Mrs. Murong repeated over and over again, she just wanted to convince herself, she just wanted to convince herself.

Ji Mianmian's eyes are a little sour. Mrs. Murong is really sympathetic.

She thought that she had been married for many years, but her husband was lying to her. That kind of hatred and grievance was tormenting her all the time. Her only son died again, and Mrs. Murong was dead hearted.

Now it's clear that Mrs. Jones is behind the scenes. Murong Zhihong has not betrayed her.

However, she was afraid that she could not be happy because she had lost a lot.

Murong Zhihong is lying in the ward. No one knows if he can wake up again.

All Mrs Murong's hopes, perhaps, will eventually be lost.

It's too cruel for a woman.

Ji Mianmian wanted to comfort her, but now all the comforting words are too pale.

Seeing that Mrs. Murong refused to go in, the doctor sighed and shook his head, "master Randy I have to give you a shot in advance. This time It's different. "

Murong Mian nodded: "I'm ready."

Murong Zhihong has been running out of oil for a long time. It's a miracle that he can support up to now.

Today, he explained all the things that should be explained, and the regret in his heart must be Mrs. Murong.

Murong Mian turns to look at Mrs. Murong.

It is said that hate is as deep as love, and vice versa.

In fact, she always loves Murong Zhihong.

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I don't know how long I've been waiting, but no one has left. The light in the corridor at the entrance of the ward is gradually on, and it's getting dark outside.

It's just the beginning of a long night.

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