Douluo: Qin Shimingyue system

A pair of big bright eyes stared at Huo Jingshen quietly, trying to see what he wanted from his eyes.

Huo Jingshen stood up and said, "Yes."

Huo Xiaoqi's eyes flashed again.

This time it flickered, but it was different from before.

"I see, Dad."

Huo Jingshen wanted to say something, but he also knew that his son's personality was completely opposite to Xia Duoduo's.

Rather than letting others persuade him, it is better to let him figure it out on his own.

He patted Huo Xiaoqi on the shoulder and said, "You have a mother."

When Huo Jingshen left, Huo Xiaoqi sat by the bed and didn't move for a long time.

The last words Huo Jingshen said before leaving kept reappearing in his mind.

——[You have a mother. 】

Yes, he has a mother.

However, he still doesn't understand why his mother doesn't recognize him even though she knows it.

Huo Xiaoqi's little figure sat beside the bed, struggling for a long time. When he heard the beeping sound coming from the computer, he turned around and typed on the keyboard with both hands again.

At night, when all the lights went out, the entire villa was shrouded in darkness, but a bright light lit up from the corridor.

Xia Ranran opened the door of her room and walked out. The light on that side was the light of her mobile phone.

She walked alone in the corridor, followed the stairs directly, and came to the attic on the top floor.

In the evening, Xia Ranran asked the housekeeper and learned that her mother's belongings were placed here.

Xia Ranran was in the Xia family villa. Even in the storage room filled with things in her room, except for her mother's photos, there was nothing else worth collecting.

She squatted down and looked at the contents of the glass wooden cabinet. She suddenly felt that her grandfather's decision to take out all her mother's things from the Xia family was a very wise decision.

She specifically asked the housekeeper for the key to the cabinet where her mother's belongings were kept.

Turning the key unlocked the door, revealing the neat items inside.

In fact, Su Fangran is also a girl's heart.

Among these relics, there are many exquisite lace gadgets, alarm clocks, watches, and stereos.

Xia Ranran saw a ring among them.

Xia Ranran had seen this ring before.

In the wedding photo of mother and Xia Haijian.

Now, although it has been taken off the finger, it has not been thrown away, but has been well preserved, even as a relic, and has been preserved to this day.

Xia Ranran didn't know what would happen if her mother saw in the spirit of heaven that Zhu Meiling, the female caregiver who was caring for her at her bedside, climbed into her father's bed after she passed away and became the current mistress of the Xia family. Thoughts.

She actually would rather her mother knew.

I have been confused all my life when I was alive, and I have to be a clear ghost when I die.

She picked up the box containing these things and saw a diary with a password lock underneath.

The diary is not thin, hard-covered, and very delicate, with hand-painted flowers on it.

Four-digit password.

Xia Ranran tried several times, whether it was her mother's birthday, her own birthday, Xia Haijian's birthday, or their wedding anniversary, but she couldn't open the lock.

She was a little angry.

What on earth did mother set the lock password to?

Xia Ranran closed her eyes and thought for a long time, but she still had no clue.

She simply put the diary aside and looked at the other things in the cabinet.

There is nothing left to find clues to.

She locked the cabinet and returned to her room with her diary.

The next morning, when Mr. Su was doing the inspection, Xia Ranran was with him and participated in the whole process with Su Jingru.

Originally, she only listened to Su Jingru's words, but now, when these reports appeared in front of her eyes, she still felt that she couldn't accept them.

It's like it was so illusory in the past, but now, after it turns into concrete data in black and white, it makes people feel cold.

She was leaning alone in the corridor, listening to the expert doctor in the room talking to Su Jingru. She, a doctor who was very indifferent to the life, old age, illness and death of the patients in the hospital, never felt calm when facing the life and death of her closest relatives. The approach is bearish.

She closed her eyes and waited until Su Jingru sent the doctor away, then walked back and took Xia Ranran to the tea room next to her.

Su Jingru made a cup of tea for Xia Ranran, "I know you feel bad, but this is something that must be experienced in life. Besides, the doctor didn't kill her with a stick."

Xia Ranran stared at the steaming teacup, then stood up suddenly and walked outside.

"Where are you going?" Su Jingru shouted.

"I'll ask grandpa to pack his things and go to the hospital!"

"You stop!"

Su Jingru stopped her, walked over and held her wrist, "Do you think I haven't thought about it, but your grandpa won't!"

Xia Ranran's eyes were red, "Why don't you want to? You can live longer if you stay in the hospital."

"But the pain will be more," Su Jingru interrupted her, "You and I are both doctors. We should know that such treatment, not to mention relying entirely on instruments, has a very slim chance of complete cure."

Xia Ranran closed her eyes.

she knows.

It will be very painful, but even if it is painful, why don’t you want to live?

What should we do if we leave the people alive?Can you just watch your loved ones die like this?

Su Jingru held Xia Ranran's shoulders and asked her to sit on the chair, "Ranran, you know that as early as three years ago, our Medical Association proposed euthanasia in accordance with national laws."

Xia Ranran nodded, "I know."

At that time, she was still an unknown junior who followed Meng Huanrong. She only paid attention to this matter from TV and newspapers, and knew that it would be settled in the end.

"Do you know why? Those who advocate euthanasia are all patients who are suffering and want to die, while those who deny it are their family members. They feel that this does not respect human rights, but the pain is real. I have done it before I worked as a pain doctor for a while, and then I tested a cancer patient’s pain level, which was level [-], equivalent to the labor pains of a mother during childbirth, and it was continuous.”

Su Jingru looked into her eyes, "If it were you, if it were grandpa, would you be willing for him to endure such pain just to live a few more days?"

She said quietly: "Living like that is not living, but suffering."

Xia Ranran didn't speak for a long time, "I understand, aunt."

During her last period of time with her grandfather, she thought that what her grandfather lacked was not treatment, but companionship.

The two children went to kindergarten during the day and were picked up and dropped off by Mo Yu himself. When they came back from school in the afternoon, they would be sent to the Song family mansion to accompany the old man.

With these two children beside the old man, he also felt that the huge house was a little more popular.