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When Cheng Tian Hua returned to the villa by the sea, he found that it was empty and there was no sign of Lin Yuan.

She rushed into the kitchen, where her aunt was cooking lunch.

"Where's the Young Master?" Cheng Tian Hua anxiously grabbed his aunt and asked.

Auntie turned her head and said with red eyes, "Just now young master suddenly vomited blood. Little Yellow had already sent him to the hospital."

Cheng Tian Hua's heart tightened and he angrily rebuked, "Then why are you still here? Why didn't you call me? "

"Young Master told me not to call you. Young Master told me to stay at home and prepare lunch for you." Auntie said innocently.

Cheng Tian closed his eyes, then turned around and quickly walked towards the door.

As she hurried in the direction of the People's Hospital, she called Little Yellow. After the phone rang a few times, Little Yellow answered. They asked in a trembling voice, "How is the young master?"

"The emergency treatment is in progress. Miss Cheng, are you coming over? I'll pick you up. "

"No need, I'll take a taxi myself." As Cheng Tian Hua spoke, he was about to close the phone.

Little Yellow hurriedly said, "Miss Cheng, young master is at the Arne Hospital right now."

"Why is it going to Arne?"

"It was young master's request."

"Alright, I'll be there immediately." Cheng Tian Hua put down the phone and quickened his pace towards the hospital.

When she rushed to the hospital, Lin Yuan had already rescued her and transferred her to the intensive care unit. She laid on the window of the intensive care unit, looking at Lin Yuan's pale face, she choked and asked, "Why did he suddenly vomit blood?" What did the doctor say? "

"The doctor said he was not in a good mood." Huang said hesitantly, "The doctor told us to be mentally prepared."

"Don't —!" Cheng Tian Painting covered his ears. She did not want to listen to him, she did not want to listen to him.

After staying outside the ward for a while, a doctor walked out. Cheng Tian Hua immediately rushed over and asked, "Doctor Liu, how is he? Is he all right? "

Doctor Liu looked at her anxious face and sighed helplessly. "Doctor Cheng, the patient is already awake. You should go in and see him."

"Alright." Cheng Tian Hua quickly put on his protective suit and walked in.

Lin Yuan was indeed awake, but he was too weak to even speak.

He looked at her and let out a faint smile. With much difficulty, he raised his hand to grab her hand and asked, "Have you eaten?"

Cheng Tian Painting threw himself at him and sobbed in guilt, "Yuan, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I'll never leave you even half a step from now on. I'll never leave you again …"

"Don't cry …" Lin Yuan's palm changed to stroking her hair, smiling as he said, "I'm still fine."

Is he all right? No, he wasn't good at all. Dr. Liu, who was so familiar with her, could no longer bear to tell her the truth.

"Lin Yuan, do not let anything happen to you …" she sobbed.

Even though she knew it was useless to say that, she could not stop Lin Yuan's life, but she could not help but beg him.

"I promise you." Lin Yuan forced a smile.

When he found out about this illness three years ago, it was precisely because he was afraid of seeing her so sad that he hid it from her and made a series of misunderstandings to chase her away. He didn't expect that in the end, he still broke her heart and made her cry.

Lin Yuan quickly fell asleep again, Cheng Tian painting sat up from his body, looked at the life apparatus beside, the hand holding him choked with sobs, "Lin Yuan, remember to wake up."

She carefully put his hand under the quilt and walked out of the intensive care unit.

At the other end of the corridor, Madam Lin and Lin Ting rushed over. Madam Lin grabbed Cheng Tian Hua's hand and asked anxiously, "How is Lin Yuan?"

"I fell asleep." "I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of him."

"I don't blame you." Madam Lin patted her hand, "This is Lin Yuan's own life."

"How is my brother?" Lin Ting asked.

Cheng Tian Hua bit his lips and hesitated for a moment before saying, "The doctor told us to be mentally prepared."

"How is it so fast, Lin Yuan …" Lady Lin cried bitterly as she leaned against the window of the intensive care unit.

"Mom …" Lin Ting walked up to Madam Lin and hugged her as she cried.

Cheng Tian drew back a step and slowly fell onto the chair.

After more than ten hours of intensive care treatment, Lin Yuan did not improve.

Cheng Tian Painting slept alone in the villa by the sea, eating the breakfast that his aunt had meticulously prepared. Although every mouthful was hard to swallow and every mouthful was boring, she still ate with all her might.

The aunt at the side encouraged with a smile, "That's right, Miss Cheng. No matter what, we must eat. Otherwise, the child will suffer grievances with you."

Son, Cheng Tian Hua ruefully caressed his belly.

This child really did not come at the right time. At such a young age, he had to accompany her through the most difficult period of her life.

The phone on the table rang. She glanced at the number on the screen. It was Lin Ting. She stretched out her hand, but did not dare to pick it up.

She was afraid that Lin Ting would tell her that Lin Yuan was gone, forever.

However, escaping isn't an option, right?

She practically trembled as she picked up the call. Lin Ting's anxious voice came through the phone, "Big sister Little Painting, come over quickly. My brother is about to die …"

Cheng Tian Hua's phone fell to the ground. She quickly stood up from the table and walked towards the door.

Arriving at the hospital, she couldn't wait to get to the single-story elevator. As if entering the double deck, she got off at the next floor in Lin Yuan's building.

When she stepped out of the elevator, she saw the old lady pacing back and forth anxiously while Sister Zhang made a hasty phone call.

"Little Painting, you finally came. Why is your phone not connected?" The old lady rushed forward and took her hand, tears streaming down her face.

"Grandma, I'm sorry. I have urgent matters to attend to right now." Cheng Tian Hua anxiously tried to struggle free of her hand.

"What is it? What is more important than seeing Mousey for the last time? " The old lady cried.

Cheng Tian painting was taken aback. What did she say? Mu Xi …

"Miss Cheng, the eldest young master is dying. He is in the middle of rescuing you. Before entering the emergency room, he had been calling your name. You …"

Mu Xi, Shen Mu Xi …

Forgive me for not being able to stay with you!

"I'm sorry, Grandma, I'm sorry …" Cheng Tian Painting shook his head, his tears fell like rain, "I want to go up, I want to go to Lin Yuan's side …"

"Little picture, Mushi needs you, please don't go …" The old lady held her hand imploringly.

"Shen Muxi and I have long since broken off our relationship. Grandmother, if you don't ask me, don't force me …!" Cheng Tian Hua clenched his teeth and hardened his heart. He tore the old lady's hand from his own and turned to rush back into the fire escape.

Behind him, the old lady's cries became more and more mournful.

Clutching his ears, Cheng Tian Mo sped up his pace.

"Big Sister Little Painting, you're finally here." Lin Ting came over, crying as she said, "Brother said he doesn't want to see you anymore."

"Why?" Cheng Tian gazed at him with tears in his eyes.

"He said you were pregnant and it wasn't good for you. But I can see that he really wants to see you, and if he misses you this time, he'll never see you again. "

Cheng Tian Painted patted her arm and quickly walked into the ward.

Madam Lin was standing beside Lin Yuan, holding his hand and talking to him, but Lin Yuan was lying motionlessly on the bed, his eyes slightly closed.

"Lin Yuan …" Cheng Tian Hua rushed up and grabbed his other hand, calling out to him, "Lin Yuan, open your eyes and take a look, I'm Little Painting."

Lady Lin stood up from her chair and moved to the side.

Hearing Cheng Tian painting's voice, Lin Yuan's eyelids twitched as he looked at her weakly and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Of course I'm here to see you." Cheng Tian Hua laughed with tears in his eyes. He took out two cufflinks from his pocket and placed them on his palm. "Yuan, look at what I brought you."

Lin Yuan was so weak that he could no longer lift his hand. Cheng Tian Painting helped him to lift his hand so that he could see the cuff links in his palm. "This is your favorite cuff link, remember? You accidentally hooked the button on my dress at the dinner party because you saved me. I always kept the button. "

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. Look." She moved her sleeve buckle closer to him. "It's still the same pair, isn't it?"

Lin Yuan held the two cuff links in his hand and smiled, "At that time... "Remember to help me put it on."

Cheng Tian Hua covered his mouth and nodded with tears flowing down his face, "Alright."

"Small Painting... "Don't cry." Lin Yuan gently held her hand, "You know..." The last thing I want to do is see you sad. "

"Alright, I won't cry." Cheng Tian painting wiped away the tears on his face and smiled.

Lin Yuan smiled in satisfaction, "I remember... In the future, every day... That smile. "

"Alright, I'll agree."

"Little Painting, I love you …"

"I love you too." Cheng Tian Hua covered his mouth tightly, not allowing him to hear his own sobs.

Lin Yuan's eyelids were already closed, and he could no longer see her tears.

"Yuan, remember to wake up." she told him, as she did every time.

However, Lin Yuan did not open his eyes and smile at her like he did every time, telling her not to worry.

"Source... "Lin Yuan..." She shook his arm as she called out, and he lay motionless on the bed, oblivious.

"Lin Yuan —!" Madam Lin charged over, crying and shaking Lin Yuan's body.

Lin Ting rushed up and hugged Madam Lin's arm as she sobbed, "Mom, don't be like this. Big brother has already left."

"No!" Lin Yuan, don't you abandon your mother … "Lin Yuan..."

Cheng Tian Hua pressed the bell with tears in his eyes and the doctor walked in. After checking Lin Yuan's checklist, he officially announced that Lin Yuan was dead.

Another doctor came in with a folder in his hand and said to the group, "Greetings to the family members of Mr. Lin. It is the dying wish of Mr. Stein, who wishes to donate his heart to Shen Mushui, a patient in cardiac surgery. This is the official donation agreement he signed before he died. If your family agrees to donate, please sign your consent form. If not, the hospital will not force you to do so. "

"No …" We can't hurt his body like this, we can't be so cruel … " Madam Lin shook her head in refusal.

Cheng Tian Painting did not expect Lin Yuan to make this decision and she was momentarily stunned.

The doctor said, "But Mr. Lin has repeatedly asked us to donate our hearts to Mr. Shen, who is currently in the midst of emergency treatment. Time is very tight, so please consider carefully."

Shen Moxi was the boss of Arne Hospital, so Dr. Liu naturally wanted to convince Lady Lin.