Seeing Yu Jinwen's expression change in a second, Nan Song's heart skipped a beat.

After he hung up the phone, she stood up and asked, "Is this a call from the hospital? What's wrong?"

Yu Jinwen looked at her, his expression slightly stiff, and his throat was congested for a moment, "This is a call from Vice President Zou, saying that Shen Liushu is in trouble."

Nan Song's eyes trembled slightly, so fast?

Without asking any more questions, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed and started changing her clothes.

"Xiao Song..." Yu Jinwen called her, "I, go by myself."

Seeing his stiff and pale expression, Nan Song got dressed, walked over and touched his face, "I'll accompany you."

After letting Yu Jinwen go to the passenger seat, Nan Song took a seat in the driver's seat and started the car. Seeing Yu Jinwen sitting motionless in the passenger seat, she turned sideways and fastened his seat belt. She didn't say anything, just used her best words. Run to the hospital as fast as possible.

...

When we arrived at the hospital, the vice president and chief physician of the municipal hospital were waiting outside the ward.

They had some friendship with Shen Liushu and had watched Yu Jinwen grow up. When they saw him, they said helplessly, "The cancer cells spread faster than expected, and the heart problem also exacerbated the transformation and deterioration of the cancer cells in his body. No medicine or stone can cure it."

Yu Jinwen stood at the door of the ward and glanced inside. Shen Liu was lying upright on the bed with a book, breathing hard. Zhuo Yue was sitting beside the bed, her eyes were red from crying, and she was just sitting there blankly. , eyes empty.

Nan Song looked at Zhuo Yue, who had messy hair, sallow complexion and disheveled clothes, and almost didn't recognize her for a moment.

Dean Zou glanced into the ward, sighed deeply, and asked Yu Jinwen hesitantly, "Have you told your mother?"

Yu Jinwen shook his head, "No."

"I called her but didn't get through." Dean Zou took out his cell phone, "I'll call her again."

"No need." Yu Jinwen's voice was low, "She won't come."

Dean Zou froze on the spot, "..."

Yu Jinwen glanced at Nan Song and said, "I'll go in and see him."

Nan Song nodded, shook his hand, "Go ahead."

Yu Jinwen stepped into the ward, and Dean Zou's cell phone rang. He quickly picked it up, "Fengjiao, you finally answered the phone..."

Nan Song stood at the door, watching Yu Jinwen walk towards Shen Liushu step by step, and stood beside his bed, his tall figure showing loneliness. When Shen Liushu saw his son, he slowly raised his head and waved in the air. After a while, Zhuo Yue stood up and took off his breathing mask.

Yu Jinwen sat down on the chair silently, but his wrist was suddenly held by Shen Liushu.

Somehow, Nan Song's heart ached when he saw it, and he looked away.

Over there, Dean Zou and Yu Fengjiao didn't know what they were talking about. Dean Zou came back holding the phone and handed it to Nan Song.

According to the relationship between Nan Song and Yu Jinwen, Nan Song should be considered a junior, but Dean Zou treated her with great respect, "Grace, Fengjiao asked me to give you the phone."

Nan Song was slightly startled, took the phone and put it to her ear, "Aunt Yu..."

Yu Fengjiao's voice sounded a little tired in the night, "Song, please stay with Ah Jin. After all, he is his biological father. It would be a lie to say that he is not sad. As for Shen Liushu's funeral, we will take care of it as long as he leaves. , there are not many people around him who can die for him."
Chapter completed!