In this world, there are tragedies and comedy on earth every moment. When Jin Shuwen bargained for the employees' end-of-year salary in Kou Dapeng's office, Ding Changsheng was running on his way to Baishan City.

Last night, in the ward of Baishan Central Hospital, Fu Pinqian held his daughter Miaomiao's hand and stood in front of the bed, watching her husband Miao Fangming with an oxygen mask breathing hard. The doctor had issued a critical illness notice. Although she had received more than one such notice, this time, she felt that it was so real.

Miao Fangming opened his eyes with difficulty and saw Fu Pinqian and his daughter Miao Miao in front of the bed. He moved his lips. Fu Pinqian knew that he had something to say, so he quickly stepped forward and took off the oxygen hood.

"What do you want to say?" Fu Pinqian asked with one leg kneeling in front of the hospital bed, holding her husband's hand in both hands, and Miaomiao was also looking at his father by the bed on the other side.

"I want to meet him, please contact him, okay."

The "he" Miao Fangming said was Ding Changsheng. Although he knew what his wife was going to do that night, he was powerless to stop him and didn't even have the strength to commit suicide, but his ears were not deaf. He could hear the conversation in the living room clearly, including the conversation between his daughter and his wife.

"I don't know who he is, I can't contact you. You can rest assured and recuperate. The doctor said that your condition will be relieved in a few days. Don't think too much." Fu Pinqian said something he didn't even believe.

"Qianqian, I know you have his phone number. Over the past month, these medical expenses have been spent on other people's money. Even if I want to leave, I have to say thank you, right? I will never want to owe others my favor in my life. This time, can't you satisfy me? Cough cough cough." After saying so long, Miao Fangming almost lost his strength, and finally coughed.

"Okay, don't worry, I'll call immediately, right away." Fu Pinqian hurriedly took out his cell phone and went out to make the phone call.

To be honest, when Ding Changsheng received a call from this woman, he thought she had spent all her money and came to borrow money again. However, when he heard that it was her husband who wanted to see him, he hesitated whether to come. He was the most frightened of such a scene of separation from life and death.

"Please, you must take time to come. I don't want him to leave with regret. He wants to thank you in person, and there is no other intention." Fu Pinqian heard that Ding Changsheng was unwilling to come, so he hurriedly begged.

Ding Changsheng parked the car at the entrance of the hospital and bought a large bouquet of flowers. He originally wanted to buy some more food, but after thinking about it, he probably couldn't eat anything with the patient's current appearance, so he took the flowers to the ward.

Fu Pinqian was waiting outside the door, and the two felt a little embarrassed when they met. After all, the purpose of getting to know each other was not simple, and now they were in front of their husbands in the ward, so they seemed even more uncomfortable.

"Come?" Fu Pinqian said first.

"Well, is he better?" Ding Changsheng asked.

Fu Pinqian shook his head and took Ding Changsheng into the house. Miao Fangming did not fall asleep, but just closed his eyes and accumulated the power to open his eyes again. Now, any little exercise can exhaust his life's strength.

"Fang Ming, Mr. Ding is here." Fu Pinqian shouted in a low voice, while Miaomiao stood on the other side of the hospital bed and looked at Ding Changsheng timidly. Although she didn't understand why this person gave so much money to treat her father, the thirteen-year-old girl also vaguely guessed in her heart what happened.

"Well, you are here, thank you for coming to see me," Miao Fangming opened his eyes and looked at Ding Changsheng and said, "You guys go out first, I will say a few words to Mr. Ding."

Fu Pinqian didn't know what her husband wanted to say to Ding Changsheng. She didn't want to leave, but when she saw her husband's resolute gaze, she surrendered. Ding Changsheng sat by the bedside. Looking at the dying person, he couldn't help but think of his parents. Perhaps they were lucky, at least they didn't need to experience such a separation of life and death.

Perhaps the words this person said were the last words in this world, so after Fu Pinqian left, Ding Changsheng quietly turned on the recorder of his mobile phone.

"Thank you, your money has allowed me to live for thirty-seven days."

"You are polite. If you need it, I will give it to you. It can be seen that your wife loves you very much. For her, you must live strongly."

"No, human life cannot resist heaven. This is a law. I know my own affairs. I can't stand these days. From the day I got sick, I knew that there would be what I am today, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly."

"Don't think too much. Relaxation is the most important thing. Only when you have a good attitude can you get better quickly." For a dying person, it is difficult for Ding Changsheng to organize language to comfort him.

"Qianqian is a good woman. When I die, she will be free, but it will definitely be difficult to carry a child. You are a good person, otherwise you will not give the money without seeking rewards. There are not many such people in this society."

"That was a coincidence, you don't have to think too much."

"I know that if it weren't for the deep love, Qianqian would not do that thing, it was all for me. Thank you for letting her maintain the dignity of a woman. Once that path slides in, it may never come back." Miao Fangming said with difficulty, and a tear fell quietly. This was also the saddest time for a man, because not only could not give his wife happiness, he almost implicated her on the evil path.

In this case, Ding Changsheng didn't know how to answer.

"Help her, help her, and help her in the best of your ability, promise me not to let her suffer any more." Miao Fangming stretched out his weak hand and held Ding Changsheng's hand tightly. Miao Fangming's inner pain can be imagined. This is a helpless choice. If there is a way, he will not entrust his woman to other men.

"Okay, I promise you."
Chapter completed!