Top Master

The next morning, when Hee Juan was discovered, she was by the river. She was completely out of her mind.    

    

Not long after, a passerby called the police. Hee Juan was pulled away by a car from the mental hospital.    

    

At this time, Zhao Quan and Han Lu were going to the hospital.    

    

After driving to the hospital, Zhao Quan and Han Lu got off the car and carried the breakfast they bought on the way to the hospital.    

    

Today was Mu Ya's surgery. Doctor Wang Xinren had already arranged it for her last night.    

    

It was not that fast, but Mu Ya's condition was really a little serious. She even had pharyngitis and heart disease, so it could not be delayed.    

    

Therefore, Zhao Quan and Han Lu did not go to the company today. They were prepared to wait here for a good result.    

    

When they just arrived at the entrance of the hospital, they saw Mu Tong, who was sitting on the stairs, holding his head and crying.    

    

Zhao Quan was unhappy at that time. He quickly walked forward. "Mu Tong, who bullied you again? Tell Uncle!"    

    

Zhao Quan was really angry. This child's father did not look for his mother and lost her. This ten year old child was so hungry that he looked like he was seven or eight years old. He was so pitiful. Who on earth had no conscience and dared to bully Mu Tong?    

    

However, what Mu Tong said next stunned him.    

    

Mu Tong said with tears in his eyes, "Sister, it's gone."    

    

It was gone. It wasn't lost. It's not anything else. It was gone.    

    

Zhao Quan could not believe it. He saw the same disbelief in Han Lu's eyes.    

    

This was impossible. Last night, she was still a happy little girl. She was so likable and so cute. Why did she disappear just like that?    

    

Han Lu sat beside Mu Tong and hugged him as she asked something. Zhao Quan, on the other hand, rushed into the hospital.    

    

When he found Wang Xinren, Wang Xinren was lying on his desk and wiping his tears.    

    

This made Zhao Quan, who originally wanted to question him, unable to use a stern tone to question him anymore.    

    

After he tried his best to ask as calmly as possible, Wang Xinren told him the reason.    

    

At around two o'clock in the morning, the condition of the pharyngitis suddenly changed. When the accompanying staff realized this, they immediately called them over.    

    

They had also done their best to carry out the resuscitation immediately, but the premature heart disease caused by pharyngitis had flared up, and the situation was especially fierce.    

    

When they pushed into the emergency room, Mu Ya was already unable to continue.    

    

"When we entered the emergency room, Mu Ya still had some consciousness. She told me that she saw Dad and Mom. Dad and Mom want to take her to a place very far away to stay with her forever. " She also said that the cake last night was really delicious. "    

    

"The cake last night was really delicious. This sentence made Zhao Quan's eyes wet with tears.    

    

Squatting on the ground, Zhao Quan held his head and cried.    

    

He remembered that Mu Ya was unwilling to eat and was afraid that she and her brother would not be able to pay it back.    

    

He remembered that Mu Ya was unwilling to eat more cake but kept persuading his brother to eat more.    

    

A seven year old child, the beauty of life had just begun, but in the end, he encountered a decline.    

    

Zhao Quan really could not understand why a sensible little girl like Mu Ya, the heavens were not willing to let her live in this world for more than a few decades, why...    

    

Wang Xinren got up. Before he left the house, he brought a resignation letter with him.    

    

The doctor in the same room advised him, "Old Wang, this has nothing to do with you. Why did you resign? You are going to be promoted to the associate hospital director soon."    

    

Wang Xinren said with tears in his eyes, "I really can't bear this in my heart. I respect the rules of the hospital that they can't treat me for free, but I can't face myself watching a little girl die in front of me. The reason is that I don't have money."    

    

"I've had enough of this kind of work. I'd rather go to the crematorium and push the dead to the last place to send them off. I don't want to see living people become dead one step at a time in front of me. I have the ability to save them, but I can only watch her die."    

    

Wang Xinren left. No matter how his colleagues tried to persuade him, it was useless. He stubbornly walked to the director's office.    

    

Zhao Quan also left. He went to Mu Ya's ward and found the picture of Mu Ya smiling brightly last night.    

    

When he saw Mu Ya in the morgue, her pure little face still had a sweet smile on it.    

    

Even though her slight frown showed her pain, she was still smiling.    

    

Just like her and her brother, no matter how unlucky their fates were, they would still smile and face it. Their hearts were full of sunshine...    

    

Mu Ya was cremated. The tomb was bought by Zhao Quan. Before she left, she was dressed up beautifully like a little princess.    

    

Mu Tong, who was beside her, cried and collapsed on the ground. He kept shouting Mu Ya's name.    

    

They had been relying on each other for a few years. Mu Tong could not adapt to his sister's departure and could not accept the death of his last family member.    

    

However, the wheel of fate never stopped because of someone's sadness. No one wanted to see Mu Ya disappear, but since she had already left, she had to learn to accept it.    

    

Zhao Quan picked Mu Tong up and took him away from the graveyard without saying anything.    

    

Han Lu wiped her tears and touched the photo with a bright smile on the tombstone. Then she turned around and left.    

    

It was the first time Mu Ya took a picture in her life, and it was also the last time she took a picture. It was also the only picture that was left behind.    

    

This was the only faint trace of her existence in this world that could not be seen.