freenovelworld Chapter 542 The Crisis After Recognition
Chapter 542 The Crisis After Recognition
Qi Tongwei hurriedly gave Sister Qu an infusion. His movements were quick and skillful, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
Sister Qu's husband watched from the side, his face full of pain, as if the whole world had lost its color.
He sighed deeply and said slowly, "We have thought of many scenarios of meeting the child."
"Sometimes, I toss and turn at night, imagining my child growing up and becoming a beautiful girl, running towards us with a smile on her face. What a beautiful picture that would be."
"We also thought that maybe because it has been so long, the child no longer remembers us and will look at us with strange eyes, which would make our hearts ache like being cut by a knife."
"We're even prepared to never meet her again in our lifetime. As long as she lives well in some corner of this world, that's all that matters."
“But I didn’t expect it to end like this.”
His voice was choked, tears welled up in his eyes, and every word he said was filled with helplessness and sorrow.
He wiped his face with his hand and continued, "My little daughter, she has been full of fantasies about her sister since she was a child."
"She always pesters us to tell stories about her sister. In her imagination, her sister is like a beautiful angel."
“She would draw pictures of her imaginary sister playing with her in the sunny garden.”
"I don't want her to see her sister like this now. I don't want all her beautiful fantasies to be shattered."
"She's so young and innocent, how could I bear to let her know this?"
"It's better to let her live in a beautiful imagination, so that her world is still full of sunshine."
Sister Qu lying on the hospital bed slowly opened her eyes under the effect of the medicine.
Her eyes were a little confused, and it took a while for them to gradually become clear.
Her gaze fell on Qi Tongwei, then looked at Bingbing in the ward, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
She said weakly, "Can I go in and talk to her?"
Her voice was soft, but firm.
Qi Tongwei looked at her, feeling a little hesitant. He asked, "Do you want to recognize her?"
Qi Tongwei knew this was a very difficult decision.
If they recognize each other, Sister Qu may face more pain, and Bingbing's current condition makes it unknown how she will react to this matter.
But if they don't recognize each other, this may be the last chance for Sister Qu and her daughter to communicate.
Sister Qu was silent for a moment, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes, and she nodded gently: "Yes, I want to meet her."
"No matter what she becomes, she is still my daughter."
"After so many years, I have so much to say to her. Even if we only have this little time, I want her to know that she is loved and that she still has a family."
Tears welled up in her eyes again, but this time, in addition to sadness, there was also a hint of determination and warmth.
Bingbing has fallen into a coma again. As a result of the emotional fluctuation just now, her physical condition is getting worse and worse.
Her already pale complexion had now become as white as paper, and her haggard appearance was getting worse at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her cheeks were sunken, her lips were bloodless, and she looked like a dying flower, so fragile that it was heartbreaking.
From the moment Sister Qu saw the child, it felt like all her strength was drained away, and her body kept shaking.
Her tears flowed like a flood, unable to be stopped. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her eyes were full of despair and pain.
Her lips were trembling and she wanted to say something, but she could only make intermittent whimpers.
She clutched her clothes tightly with both hands, as if this could ease the endless sorrow in her heart.
Her eyes were fixed on Bingbing's thin body. Every inch of skin and every scar was like a knife, cutting her heart.
Sister Qu's husband stood by, his face also full of pain.
He cried silently, tears sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground.
His eyes were filled with self-blame and regret. Looking at Bingbing's thin appearance, his lips trembled as he said, "She is already fifteen years old, why does she look so thin?"
There was a hint of disbelief in his voice, as if he was blaming himself for not finding the child earlier and not protecting her.
He turned his gaze to Sister Qu, and seeing her grief-stricken look, his heart ached even more.
He walked over and gently hugged Sister Qu, wanting to give her some comfort, but he himself was also immersed in great pain.
His body was also shaking slightly, and he choked up and said, "My child, it's all my fault."
He felt that as a father, he had failed to fulfill his responsibility to protect his children, and this self-blame gnawed at his heart like a poisonous snake.
Qi Tongwei was silent for a moment. He looked at the couple immersed in pain and his heart was full of sympathy.
He knew that they had to make a decision now, even though it was an extremely difficult decision.
So, he suddenly said, "What do you want to do?"
His voice was calm, but beneath the calmness was a deep respect and understanding for Sister Qu and her husband.
He knew that the answer to this question might change a lot of things. Whether it was for Bingbing or for Sister Qu and her husband, this was a decision that concerned life and death, and the future.
Perhaps Bingbing on the hospital bed noticed something, and her eyes, which were originally closed, slowly opened again with her tenacious perseverance.
Her eyes still contained the confusion from having just fainted.
Her gaze slowly fell on the strange man and woman in front of her, that was Sister Qu and her husband.
A trace of confusion flashed across Bingbing's eyes, and her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was trying to think about something.
Her eyes scanned back and forth between Sister Qu and her husband, trying to find some familiar traces on their faces.
Then, she seemed to suddenly realize something and looked at Qi Tongwei in shock, her eyes full of confusion and disbelief.
She eagerly asked Qi Tongwei in the local language: "Are these my parents?"
Her voice, though a little weak due to weakness, was full of anticipation.
In her expectant eyes, Qi Tongwei nodded slightly.
Bingbing suddenly couldn't bear to blink, as if she was afraid that all this was a dream and would disappear as soon as she closed her eyes.
She stared at the two men without blinking, her eyes full of desire, surprise and excitement. Her eyes gradually filled with tears, and the tears rolled in her eyes.
"You are my parents?"
She spoke in broken Xia dialect what she had said countless times in her heart.
Her voice was trembling, and every word she said seemed to have exhausted all her strength.
These few simple words contain her longing for family affection and her yearning for home over the years.
Her lips trembled slightly, and tears finally burst out and slid down her cheeks.
When Sister Qu heard Bingbing's question in Xia dialect, her heart felt like it was hit hard.
She couldn't bear it any longer, so she rushed to the bedside and held Bingbing's hand tightly.
Her tears kept flowing, and she said in a choked voice: "My child, I am your mother, I am your mother."
Her hand gently stroked Bingbing's hand, wanting to convey all the longing and love for so many years to Bingbing through these hands.
Sister Qu's husband also walked to the bedside, his eyes filled with tears.
He gently stroked Bingbing's hair and said in a hoarse voice, "Child, Daddy is here."
His eyes were full of guilt and pity. Looking at Bingbing's thin appearance, his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
Bingbing looked at Sister Qu and her husband, her heart filled with excitement and shock.
She never thought that one day she would really be able to meet her biological parents.
Her body was trembling slightly with excitement. She wanted to say something, but found that she was already sobbing.
She could only hold Sister Qu's hand tightly, as if grasping the lost and regained family affection, the hard-earned warmth.
Sister Qu immediately held Bingbing's scarred hand. Her fingers gently touched the shocking scars, and she touched Bingbing's face with a look of heartache.
Her eyes were full of love and self-blame, and she said in a tearful voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of you."
Bingbing's tears flowed freely on her thin cheeks like a flood that broke through the dam.
However, at this moment, her eyes inadvertently swept across the police uniform under Sister Qu's coat.
At that moment, her expression turned cold instantly, like a flower that had just bloomed and was suddenly attacked by frost.
Her eyes were full of vigilance, and her body unconsciously shrank back. She asked, "Are you a police officer?"
There was a hint of fear in her voice. In the criminal environment where she grew up, the police had always been against them and a symbol of danger.
But Sister Qu didn't understand what she said and could only look at Qi Tongwei with a puzzled look.
Qi Tongwei looked at Bingbing's reaction, sighed in his heart, and nodded at Bingbing.
Bingbing was stunned, her eyes widened and her face was full of disbelief.
At that moment, countless scenes of her experiences in the criminal group flashed through her mind. Those scenes of being chased and attacked by the police filled her with fear.
She quickly pulled her hand away, as if Sister Qu's hand had suddenly turned into a hot iron.
However, after just a moment, the fear in Bingbing's eyes was replaced by the desire to survive.
She quickly reached out her hands pitifully and held Sister Qu and her husband's hands tightly.
Her eyes were filled with grievance and pleading, and she said in a trembling voice: "Mom and Dad, I want to live, please save me."
She knew that her current situation was extremely dangerous, and the two people in front of her were her last hope.
She no longer thought about Sister Qu's identity as a police officer. Faced with life and death, she just hoped to grab this life-saving straw.
Her hands tightly grasped them, as if she would fall into an endless dark abyss if she let go. Her body trembled constantly due to weakness, and her eyes were full of desire for life.