Chapter 1390
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This was a man with a thin face, about forty years old. Judging from his neatly trimmed nails and neat appearance, he was well taken care of even in the hospital.
Now, there was an oxygen tube at the tip of his nose. He looked at the light on the ceiling quietly.
It was very quiet in the ward. There was no one else here.
Gu Shengyin floated in. That's right, from a human's point of view, her feet didn't move. Instead, she glided in parallel and came directly in front of the man.
She looked down at the man in front of her. The other party obviously saw her.
Gu Shengyin saw the look of horror on his face at a glance. Any normal person would be scared when they suddenly saw such a strangely dressed person by their bedside.
"Don't be afraid. I'm here to guide you." A cold voice sounded in the man's mind.
"Who are you?" The man felt strange after he asked.
Because he didn't speak. As early as half a month ago, he couldn't speak anymore.
The sentence just now was just a thought in his mind. However, he clearly made a sound and communicated with the strange person in front of him.
The man looked at Gu Shengyin's appearance and the very unique sickle in her hand. Suddenly, he thought of something. His pale face became even paler.
He thought that he already knew who the other party was.
"Am I dying?" He asked softly.
What answered him was still the same cold voice, "The living can't see me."
After knowing Gu Shengyin's identity, the man calmed down.
He thought for a moment and asked, "How long do I have?"
Gu Shengyin glanced at the record book in her hand, "Ten minutes."
The man's face showed a relieved expression. He asked, "I don't have any strength now, but I want to see my daughter before I die. Can you press the call bell for me?"
As soon as he said this, he suddenly felt as if something cold had entered his body.
His body, which had been weak since he fell ill, was suddenly full of strength. It reminded him of a long time ago when he was very healthy.
A healthy person would never understand such a feeling. At that moment, the man even had the urge to cry.
He got up on his own and pulled out the oxygen tube at the tip of his nose. There were only ten minutes left. He didn't care about these things anymore.
The man smiled at Gu Shengyin, then turned to press the call button beside the bed.
The nurse quickly walked in.
The man looked at her. She didn't even care about the Grim Reaper standing beside her. Instead, she looked at him in surprise.
"Mr. Yuan, why did you pull out the oxygen tube? Also, you look good today … "The nurse suddenly stopped talking halfway through her sentence.
She glanced at the man who was half sitting on the bed with a rare trace of red on his cheeks. Suddenly, a wave of bitterness rushed to the tip of her nose.
She was very clear about Mr. Hara's condition. It was impossible for him to suddenly get better, unless he was experiencing terminal lucidity.
The man had been very quiet. Suddenly, he said, "Is Xiao Ling in the hospital? I want to see her. "
He divorced his wife seven years ago, and their only daughter, Xiao Ling, was awarded to him.
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