Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"I heard Wei Lou talking about you."

Wei Dongshan took a breath. He could feel that his body had reached its final moment, probably nearing the end. He was not in any pain before. The pain and torture on his body became easier as his life came to an end. He had some difficulty breathing. , took another breath, and could barely see the girl in front of him clearly.

Very beautiful.

It’s that beautiful face with bright facial features!

At eighteen or nineteen years old, he is still very young.

Just standing there, his temperament is different from the people next to him.

There is a wild and untamable aura about him.

He remembered what Wei Lou once told him. Qiao Nian seemed to be the top scorer in this year's college entrance examination. He had very good grades and was admitted to Tsinghua University.

"Good boy, last time I said I would find time to meet you and thank you in person."

Mr. Wei was probably dying. His speech was brisk, and his articulation was not clear, but he could clearly hear what he was saying.

"It's a pity... I haven't had the chance to see you. This time I met you. It's our fate. You look a lot like someone I know. When I see you, I think of her."

When he said this, he paused for a second, and his eyes softened, like a broken lake, calm and wise.

"Nian Nian, can you do me a favor?"

His voice was already very weak.

Qiao Nian pursed her lips, lowered her head, and squeezing her hands in pain, whispered to him: "Just hold on a little longer, and I'll let Wei Lou and the others in right away."

Mr. Wei was dying. In the last moments of his life, she believed that no one would not want to see their relatives. Qiao Nian raised her legs and was about to go out to call someone.

Wei Dongshan pulled her out again and forced something into her. She gasped and was already out of breath: "I, I can't, I can't hold it anymore. Take this, help, help me give it to Ming." Xuan, tell him to remember to pay him every month and pay him."

Qiao Nian watched as he stuffed a notebook into her. The corners of the leather-covered notebook were badly worn, and she could tell that the owner of the notebook often looked through it.

She held the things the old man gave her steadily, pursed her lips again, and said in a deep voice: "I know, I will give the things to Uncle Wei. You... just hold on a little longer, they will come in soon."

Wei Dongshan hummed, but his voice was hard to hear clearly.

Some of the medical staff in the operating room saw Wei Dongshan regaining consciousness and ran out to notify his family.

After a while, the door of the operating room was pushed open.

A large group of people from the Wei family rushed in and blocked the operating table.

"Dad! Dad, are you okay! Don't scare me!" Wei Ying had the loudest voice and the most intense reaction: "Doctor, please think of a solution quickly. What do you mean!"

"Dad, open your eyes and look at me. It's me, Wei Ying."

"Grandpa." Wei Ling and Shen Jingyan were also there. Wei Ling came in a hurry and was wearing a red coat, which made her look particularly eye-catching.

She also shouted to others with tears streaming down her face.

Qiao Nian was pushed to the side.

Wei Lou's face was already blue, but he did not follow the crowd and squeezed in. He clenched his fists and stood outside the crowd with an ugly face.

When he saw Qiao Nian, who was also squeezed out, he walked over, looking bad, and asked in a low voice: "My grandpa..."

Qiao Nian had a headache. She raised her head and met his eyes. Her throat seemed to be stuck and she couldn't say, "I'm sorry."

With these two words, Wei Lou already knew the answer. He closed his eyes suddenly and opened them again, tightening his fingers.

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