Some things always came too suddenly. It was so sudden that one did not have the time to recall the past, the nostalgia of the present, and the reverie of the future.
One's life only lasted for a moment.
This year, Lu Yiwei had experienced too many life and death situations. From the Jiangdong Automobile Factory tragedy to the Tianjin accident, to the deaths of Jiang Zhentao and Liang Haiping, and now Fan Rongkui. Every time, he saw cold corpses, especially the Tianjin accident. The scene was tragic, and the wailing was no less than the cruelty of war. Facing the young "dilapidated walls" had already cast a shadow over his heart. When he saw Liang Haiping again, he was unscathed, his face pale, his eyes closed, his body cold, and he passed away just like that.
This time, it happened to him, and it was a family member. He could not accept it no matter what. It was true that Fan Rongkui was sick, but he did not have to leave in such a hurry. He was still young, and had just bought a house in the capital. He planned to bring his grandson there and send him to and from school every day … Now, everything had become a bubble.
Lu Yiwei stumbled, and Pan Chengjun, who was beside him, hurriedly held him up. "Yiwei, you can't fall."
Lu Yiwei held Pan Chengjun's arm tightly, and said through gritted teeth, "I won't fall, I will never fall."
Pan Chengjun felt the same, and said after a long time, "Do you want to inform Chunfang?"
Lu Yiwei closed his eyes and nodded.
Ten minutes later, Fan Chunfang staggered to the door, looking dazed, and her eyes wide open. Before she could see her father, she was already sitting on the ground. Then, she let out a heart-wrenching cry that rang through the sky, but it was too late.
Lu Yiwei went over to help her up, stroked her back, and comforted her, "Fangfang, Dad did not leave, he is still here …"
Fan Chunfang burst into tears, grabbed his arm, and bit hard, and roared in despair, "It's all your fault, give me back my dad …"
"Calm down …"
While they were talking, Tong Huan also came in with a big belly. Her face was already covered in tears when she entered the door. She went up to support Fan Chunfang and said, "Sister, my condolences. Uncle didn't go far."
Soon, the nurse wheeled Fan Rongkui out. The white sheet was draped over his body. Traces of blood seeped out from the area covering his head. He lay there stiffly. Just like that, he passed away.
Fan Chunfang was unable to accept the reality in front of her. She stared for a long time before she knelt on the ground. She hugged Fan Rongkui and cried, "Dad, why are you so cruel? You left me and Mom just like that. No, you're fine. Doctor, I beg you, please save him again. He's not dead, he's still alive … sob sob sob. "
For the doctors and nurses, they were used to seeing people die every day and were already numb to it. However, on this occasion, the young nurse at the side also shed tears.
As he spoke, Fan Chunfang fainted on the ground. The doctor hurriedly carried him into the ward, and after some effort, he slowly woke up. She was still unable to accept it as she lay on the bed, wailing.
It was understandable for a woman to lose her composure, but Lu Yiwei could not wallow in grief. He called Pan Chengjun to the side and said, "Now that things have come to this, there's no turning back. Prepare for the funeral. We'll begin tonight. Inform Fuyong and Haidong and get them to participate. Regardless, I have to do it grandly and send him on his final journey. "
"Alright. Don't worry. I will prepare it carefully."
Fan Chunfang was grieving in bed when Qiu Yingxue called.
Lu Yiwei walked out of the door and picked up the call. Qiu Yingxue excitedly said, "Yiwei, you've won. There's a huge harvest. We've found a large amount of cash, antiques, paintings, gold and silver jewelry, famous cigarettes and wine in Liang Haiping's cellar. What's even more astounding is that we found cash in the wall. Not only was there RMB, there were also US dollars, Euros, etc. I have informed the bank to count it tonight and give you the exact number later. "
Upon hearing this, Lu Yiwei was not happy and said lightly, "This matter must be investigated to the end. No matter who we find, we must not let go of any clues. I'll be relying on you during this period. Something happened at home, and I might not be able to work for a while. "
Qiu Yingxue's smile disappeared and she asked carefully, "Is it serious?"
Lu Yiwei said honestly, "He's gone."
"Ah? It can't be. How can this be … What do you need me to do? "
"There's no need. Take care of the house when I'm not around. Nothing must go wrong. Also, don't stop working just because I'm not around. Push forward quickly. If there's anything, report it immediately. "
"Alright, Yiwei. Don't be too sad. There are some things that we can't do. It's all God's will. I'll go visit after this matter is settled. "
"No, don't come. Also, keep it a secret. I don't want others to know. "
Without waiting for the other party to reply, Lu Yiwei hung up and returned to the ward. He sat on the bedside and held Fan Chunfang's hand tightly. At times like this, she needed the warmth and care of her family. That night, he stayed by her side, not leaving her side for even an inch, until dawn.
Someone leaked the news. The next morning, the vice-chairman of the Provincial Association for Science and Technology brought a group of people to express their condolences. Lu Yiwei did not want to receive them at first, but it was Fan Rongkui's last stop, so he braced himself and chatted with him.
Soon, the provincial government also sent people to express their condolences. Soon after, his old subordinates and friends from his previous life also arrived one after another to express their deep love for him. Although he had warned Qiu Yingxue to keep it a secret, the truth could not be concealed. All the officials of Long 'an County arrived in time. When they left, they wanted to give him condolences, but he rejected them all. Long 'an County was like this, and so were the other departments. He did not lack money and did not care about other people's condolences. He was gone, so what was the point of having more money?
For the whole day, Lu Yiwei was in charge of receiving group after group of people. He faced different faces and repeated the same words. More and more people came to visit, and in the end, he refused to meet with them. Other than the important leaders, he refused to meet anyone else.
In the evening, the Provincial Party Committee's Secretary General Tu Qiang and Executive Deputy Governor Qiu Yuanhang unexpectedly appeared. Lu Yiwei was caught off guard. The two did not meet with Fan Rongkui, but expressed their condolences to Fan Chunfang. Before they left, they called Lu Yiwei to the side. Tu Qiang said, "Yiwei, the Provincial Party Committee's Secretary Zhang already knows about it. When he found out, he was shocked and expressed his deep regret. He specially arranged for Governor Qiu and me to visit, and asked me to represent him to convey his condolences to Comrade Fan Rongkui. "
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