Chapter 441: Chapter 392 Live Well_2
"She’s out of danger for now, but still in a coma." Mu Shuoqian walked over and stood opposite him, "The blood matching is very suitable."
Indeed, this was unexpected. Two people who were always at odds had such similar blood flowing through their veins. It seemed predestined.
Mu Hewen nodded and joked, "It seems they’re really quite in sync."
"I hope my sister-in-law can pull through this. I want to thank her in person for her kindness," sighed Mu Shuoqian. "I used to be so narrow-minded, I even had thoughts of killing Qili. Now that I think about it, I’m glad Qili stopped me. None of us has the right to take another’s life to fulfill our own."
"Shuoqian..." Mu Hewen looked at him quietly, "You seem to have changed a lot."
When had his younger brother become so kind-hearted? Indeed, it seems proximity to red makes you red.
While the two brothers were talking, the light outside the emergency room suddenly turned green, and then the door opened and a doctor came out. He took off his mask and shook his head at Mu Hewen’s eager eyes: "I’m sorry, we did our best, but the patient has passed away."
Mu Hewen staggered as if he were about to fall, Mu Shuoqian quickly supported him. Hearing this news, there was no joy in him, only profound sadness and sympathy. He knew all too well the pain of losing a loved one, and Mu Hewen was destined to bear this pain for life.
Mu Hewen’s large frame shook slightly as he unsteadily entered the emergency room. On the hospital bed, Qi Meihui’s body had already been covered with a white sheet. He walked over, lifting a corner of the sheet with disbelief.
Qi Meihui’s face was serene; it was apparent that she had not suffered in her final moments. Her departure was without regrets or resentment, only longing for this world and reluctance to leave her family.
Mu Hewen looked at the familiar face before him, remembering when they first met, her ponytail and white shirt, like the girl next door.
Their first date, their first kiss, the first time they said "I love you."
It was only now, when they were forever apart, that he remembered how deeply they had loved each other, and how he had trampled that love. He felt regret and helplessness, but he was powerless; he could not bring the dead back to life.
Mu Hewen suddenly knelt by Qi Meihui’s bedside, crying loudly in her embrace.
At this sorrowful scene, tears flowed uncontrollably. Mu Shuoqian stood to the side watching, his heart of stone could not help but feel mournful. He sighed and walked over, patting Mu Hewen’s shoulder in comfort.
Mu Hewen cried for a long time, holding tightly onto Qi Meihui’s hand. For him, many things were beyond redemption, and his tears now were futile.
After a while, the doctors came in. Seeing the family’s grief, they could only stand silently aside, waiting for Mu Hewen’s emotions to settle before discussing the next steps with him.
A cough from someone broke the silence, and Mu Hewen’s mournful sobbing slowly quieted. He raised his eyes to the doctors standing by the door, then to Mu Shuoqian whose expression was as sorrowful as his own. He suddenly remembered the first time he saw him as a child, that same sorrowful look mixed with some pride as he stood under the porch. Back then, everyone disliked this illegitimate child, including him. He had never treated him like a brother.
Time flies; in the blink of an eye, they were no longer at the green ages of youth. The sediment of the years and hardships of time made them more human, more filial.
Mu Hewen spoke hoarsely to the doctors, "My wife just passed away; now should be the best time for the transplant. Please arrange the surgery immediately."
Mu Shuoqian looked at him in shock, "Big brother... "
Mu Hewen patted his shoulder, "Shuoqian, no need to say more. This was Meihui’s wish and mine. We, husband and wife, have done too many wrong things. Now that we have the chance to make amends, you should take it as our honor. Go and get ready, I hope Meihui’s goodwill can save Qili’s life."
At this moment, what else could Mu Shuoqian say? He pressed Mu Hewen’s shoulder firmly, a "thank you" encapsulating all his gratitude, "Condolences and may you find peace."
Mu Shuoqian returned to the ward, Gu Qili had not awakened yet. He called Luo Shangqing, who had always been well-prepared, ready to deal with emergencies, so when Mu Shuoqian said he had found a suitable donor, Luo Shangqing promised to come as quickly as possible.
Hence, half an hour later, two surgeries were being performed in the hospital, only a thin wall apart.
Outside the operating room, everyone waited anxiously. Mu Shuoqian kept getting up to smoke in the hallway, trying to calm his anxious mind with tobacco.
Despite the surgery having an eighty percent success rate, postoperative rejection was unpredictable. Even with a normal liver, if her body did not accept it, death would only come faster.
Time passed slowly, every minute feeling like an eternity to everyone here.
Meanwhile, Gu Qili lying on the hospital bed, dreamt of Qi Meihui. She didn’t understand why she would dream of her, not with her usual brash demeanor but smiling gently. After smiling for a while, she waved goodbye to her.
She walked over and took her hand. In the dream, her face wasn’t clear, but the smile was genuine.
She said, "Qili, you must live well, live on for me as well. You’re a kind girl, and you deserve happiness."
She didn’t understand why she would say that. Before she could speak, Qi Meihui let go of her hand and stepped back, gradually disappearing into the thick fog.
Anxious, she suddenly woke up.