Mom Qiao finally came out of the emergency room. He was just too emotional and fainted because of insufficient blood supply to the brain. There is no serious problem now.
The people in the funeral home have been waiting for a long time. Qiao Yi and I insisted not to let them wrap up Dad Qiao and take him away. We must let Ma Qiao see one last time.
This later scene is about the worst scene I have ever seen in my life.
Dad Qiao was pushed out of the emergency room, and Ma Qiao was also lying on the bed and pushed out from another emergency room.
At the moment when the two push beds passed by, Mom Qiao stretched out her hand and shook Dad Qiao’s hand hanging from under the sheet with all her strength.
Then Wu Simei, who was rushed over, pulled away abruptly.
She threw herself on Dad Qiao’s body and screamed heartbreakingly: “You are not allowed to hold your hands when you die, and you are not allowed to die. I am his wife, you vixen, you little third, and you lost star , You broom star!”
“Qiao Jianqi drag your mother away, hurry up!” I looked for Qiao Jianqi’s figure in the corridor, Qiao Jianqi rushed over, hugged his mother from behind and dragged his mother away.
The people at the funeral home took Dad Qiao away, and Ma Qiao didn’t have the strength to even stand up and take a look while lying on the push bed.
Ma Qiao and Qiao Yi are the strongest women I have ever seen. In fact, they are similar to most ordinary weak women, but they have a belief that has always supported them.
Now that Dad Qiao died, the thing that supported them collapsed.
Qiao’s mother fell, and Qiao Yi also fell.
I played with Qiao Yi since childhood, and she basically had no serious illnesses.
Occasionally I catch a cold, and I don’t even take medicine, just pour two cups of hot water.
The most serious one was to climb a tree with me, and then she climbed too high and broke her leg, lying in the hospital for more than half a month.
Now Qiao Yi was lying on the bed like a soft jellyfish with his spine removed for two full days, and was barely able to attend the funeral of Qiao’s father on the third day.
And Qiao’s mother did not go, besides, she is now a believer, Qiao’s father is not, Qiao’s funeral is still carried out according to the Chinese funeral, so Qiao’s mother did not attend.
In today’s funeral, Wu Simi was considered to be the show.
She completely regarded herself as Dad Qiao’s current wife, wearing a black cheongsam with white flowers.
However, I can see that she is also really sad.
Now I understand why she perseveres in entanglement with Dad Qiao, her hatred is born out of love.
Love and hate are intertwined, and love and hate are entangled. It is estimated that even Wu Simei can’t tell whether she loves or hates Dad Qiao.
At Father Qiao’s funeral, Wu Simei gave a weeping speech and said a lot, saying that she seemed to be Qiao’s mistress and Qiao’s wife.
I have no objection to the wife, but they are divorced a long time ago.
But at this moment, Qiao Yi has no strength to care about this with her. This is the most vulnerable time Qiao Yi I have ever seen.
Ni Yizhou is here too. I have basically managed Dad Qiao’s funeral these days, thanks to Ni Yizhou’s help.
At the end of the funeral, I saw Xi Qingchuan at the entrance of the funeral home.
It is not surprising that he came, because Xi Qingchuan and Dad Qiao also had business dealings.
He was standing at the door, and his new secretary was plucking the white flowers on his chest.
He should have attended the funeral just now. Maybe there are too many people and I haven’t seen him.
I helped Qiaoyi get in the car to rest, but I also wanted to say hello to him if I was reasonable.
So I let Qiao Yi rest in the car, and then walked to Xi Qingchuan to greet him.
“Hi, Xi Qingchuan.” I called him softly.
He looked down and saw me and nodded with me: “Where is Joe?”
“She’s in the car.” I pointed to the car parked at the entrance of the funeral home.
“I’ll talk to her a few words.”
Xi Qingchuan walked towards Qiao Yi’s car, and then he walked to the side of the car and opened the door. Qiao Yi half leaned on the seat, and saw Xi Qingchuan’s expression a little surprised.
“Qiao Yi cannot come back from death. I am sorry that Mr. Qiao passed away, but the deceased is dead. You must adjust as soon as possible. You can talk to me if you have anything to do.”
Xi Qingchuan’s remarks were very regular, without too much emotion, but they were very sincere.
Qiao Yi nodded with him: “Thank you, Xi Qingchuan.”
Xi Qingchuan gently patted Qiao Yi on the shoulder: “You can rest.”
Then he retracted and I closed the car door. I stood in front of him and didn’t know what to say to him.
That day, I said so utterly so cruel, and there have been so many things these days, I don’t have time to think about it.
Xi Qingchuan stared at me, his eyes were very calm, and he seemed to be back to the previous Xi Qingchuan.
I never know what Xi Qingchuan is thinking.
I watched him for a long time before curling my lips bluntly: “Thank you for coming, and thank you for comforting Qiao Yi just now.”
“I don’t say anything.” He said faintly: “Do you have anything to tell me?”
Say what? What do I have to tell him?
But now that he said so, I said: “If you have any opinions, please sign on the divorce agreement. We will go through the formalities sooner.”
When I finished speaking, I lowered my head. I never dared to look directly at me with Xi Qingchuan’s eyes, wondering if he was looking at me.
I thought he would say something to stay, or that he is very busy now and there is no time to tell me this, but I didn’t think I heard him respond indifferently: “Okay, I will be free at about 9:00 tomorrow morning, how about you? ”
I was so stunned that he was so straightforward. My emergency response ability has never been very good. I raised my head and looked at him blankly. After several seconds, I said, “I’m free.”
Of course I am free now, I am very free, I can now spend all of my time with Qiao Yi.
“Okay.” Xi Qingchuan nodded: “Then see you in Zhao Deqiang’s lawyer’s office tomorrow morning.”
I watched Xi Qingchuan’s back strode to the front of his car, then the secretary opened the door and he sat in.
Then the car drove away, and he didn’t even look at me again during the whole process, and today Xi Qingchuan looked at me the same way he saw Qiao Yi, a long-lost acquaintance, nothing more.
In fact, I feel sad in my heart. I am sad and sad, and I am so sad.
But I can’t show it, because now I still have the low life Qiao Yi next to me, she needs me to give her a hand instead of jumping down with her.
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