Chapter 535

A little nurse in pale pink came out of the operating room, stopped the door and said, "Mr. Feng, this is the operating room. Family members can't go in and out at will."

Feng Yifei black face, a hand anxiously in the wheelchair on the armrest hard pat, said: "you get out of my way, I don't go in again out of life!"

He didn't know where to get so much strength. He shook his wheelchair and walked towards the operating room.

Li Qingning is staring at the white ceiling of the operating room, as if he saw heaven for a moment, and the doctor's words are not clear.

The doctor was preparing for the operation. He had just prepared the anesthetic needle. He heard a strange noise coming from the door of the operating room. He frowned and raised his head. After seeing Feng Yifei, he said impatiently, "family members, please wait outside."

In fact, it's not surprising that doctors are impatient. Originally, an operation less than half an hour has been delayed for nearly two hours. Everyone will change into menopause.

But the man in the wheelchair, some weak, seemed not to hear him. He shook the wheelchair and went straight to the operating table.

Li Qingning felt the change of the surrounding environment, slowly opened his eyes, but saw that Feng Yifei did not know when to stand in front of her.

He forced himself to stand up from the wheelchair and looked at Li Qingning lying on the operating table with a quiet face. For a moment, the figure of the woman, her voice and smile, seemed to emerge in front of his eyes.

"Dad... How did you... How did you come?" Li Qingning sat up and looked at him with wide eyes.

Before the operation, she had discussed with Feng Chi, telling Feng Yifei that he had found a suitable liver source, but hiding from him that he was going to do the child's liver transplant, so his appearance at this time really surprised her.

"Pa" Feng Yifei's face was gloomy. With all his strength, he raised his palm and fell on her white face. Then the five bright red fingerprints swelled up quickly, like a small hill.

Li Qingning subconsciously put out her hand to cover her cheek, but the burning pain still made her frown. She never thought that when she called her father face to face for the first time, what she was waiting for was a slap. Perhaps it was an instinctive physiological reaction, her eyes also quickly turned red, and there was a thick mist in her eyes.

"Confused!" Feng Yi's flying palm slowly returned to his side from the air, and kept shaking. His lips were moving. He looked as if he had been immersed in great sadness for a long time, and looked wrinkled.

"Who allowed you to kill my grandson on your own? Huh? Even if I survive, every day of the rest of my life will live in guilt and remorse for this child! That will only make me live in greater pain! " He stood at the edge of the hospital bed, his whole body trembling as if he would fall to the ground in the next second.

"Dad Feng Chi Yan looked at his father's shaky figure and hurried to help him.

However, Feng Yifei threw away his hand and said bitterly, "you villain, I thought you had grown up at last. I didn't expect that you were still so ignorant. You should have kept it from me with Qingning. If I hadn't overheard the nurses chatting by chance..." he seemed to be very angry. He pointed to Feng Chi's nose and trembled, "if this child has any problems, Look, I won't shoot you. "

"But can I just watch you die and do nothing? I can't do it... "Sitting on the bed behind her, Li Qingning suddenly opens her mouth. When Feng Yifei turns his head and looks at her, she has lowered her head. Tears from her eyes wet the white sheets in front of her.

"But child, do you know? Compared with me, I hope to see you live happily. You and Feng Chi are the continuation of dad's life. If you can be happy, even if I go now, I don't have any regrets. What's more, I owe your mother so much that I have to go there with her. She must have been waiting for me for too long. " Feng Yifei's voice suddenly became soft, so calm and soft.

At the moment, Li Qingning is already sobbing. Feng Yifei reaches out his hand to take her over. She leans on him like this. Her tears pour down like a flood. But at the moment, her heart is suddenly very stable. This seemingly no longer tall dependence makes her feel at ease.

Feng Yifei gently rubbed her hair, watched her daughter cry in her arms, patted her back, as if to comfort a child.

"Silly child, do you know how important the health and safety of a child is to a father? It's true for me, and it's true for Lan Qing. If you want him to watch you kill the child, isn't it equivalent to picking out a piece of meat from his heart? You know, I just saw Lan Qing in the corridor. He looks so lost. I've never seen him like that before... "

He recalled that he had just seen Lan Qing sitting on the bench outside the operating room in the corridor and shook his head gently.

"Well... Don't cry... As long as you live well, dad will have no regrets in his life." His palm is warm and soft with a warm touch. Maybe this is the feeling of his father.

Li Qingning finally calmed down and looked up at him with a soft and loving smile on his face.

He gently raised his hand, old and rough fingers in her still red cheek gently stroked, eyes full of heartache, said: "Qingning, I'm sorry, just dad is too anxious, start heavy, forgive me?"

She looked at the pain and seriousness in his eyes, tears gushed out again, holding his finger and nodding.

"Dad, what do you do? What about your illness? " She looked up at the man in front of her and wiped the tears off her face.

Feng Yifei held her delicate hand in his backhand, and her eyes were shining brightly. He said, "can you... Call me again?"

"Dad..." Li Qingning's lips moved and called softly.

Feng Yifei's eyes suddenly became turbid. Holding her hand, he kept shaking and said, "OK, OK, OK, when you call me dad, I will have no regrets in my life. The remaining days of my life are not important to me."

"You just said... Lan Qing is outside the door?" She suddenly flashed an idea in her mind, thinking of his cold and determined face when he signed the divorce agreement, but she didn't think that he was outside the operating room.

She didn't have time to put on her shoes. She only wore a pair of cotton stockings and ran to the door of the operating room. As soon as she went out, she saw that Lan Qing was still sitting on the bench outside the door, holding her head in both hands. She looked very lonely. There was a sudden white paper ball lying at his feet, which had been crumpled.

She went over and stood in front of him, watching his tall figure curl up on the bench, biting his lips, not knowing how to speak.