Chapter 1157 Can’t Let Go of Yu Qinghuan

Wu Surong nodded, and continued to look at the ground in a daze. A few seconds later, she was startled suddenly and wanted to stand up. Everyone hurriedly held her down and asked her what was wrong.

She was so anxious that she stammered and shouted: "Old, old man! The old man fell, fell! Where is Qing, Qingliu? Come and save your father!"

Everyone hurriedly comforted her. Generations of people were shouting, and all kinds of names were flying all over the place, saying that Yu Qingliu was inside and was saving Yu Zhengming.

Wu Surong felt relieved when she heard this, and pulled Sheng Shuangxue to wipe away tears: "I, I told him to drink less... He, he didn't listen to me... Isn't this worrying?"

Yu Xinya squatted on the ground and comforted: "Grandma, grandpa will be fine."

Others followed suit.

Wu Surong raised her head, looked at Yu Xinya and asked, "Who are you?"

Everyone:"……"

"Oh, I see, you belong to the boss, right?"

Min Ling is also an old woman now, her ears are a little deaf, and she wears a hearing aid. When she heard her talking about herself, she immediately said, "Mom! I'm here!"

Wu Surong glanced at her and shook her head: "Who are you? Where did you come from? My eldest daughter-in-law is so beautiful!"

Everyone couldn't laugh or cry, Min Ling was so moved that she wiped her tears.

Wu Surong looked at the crowd and found that most of them did not know each other. She suffered from Alzheimer's ten years ago, and she gradually lost recognition of people, and remembered people and things when she was young, and these people are all old.

Only Yu Ze looked a bit like Yu Xinzhuo, and Yu Xinzhuo looked very similar to Yu Qingping, so she took her great-grandson as her son, pulled Yu Ze and asked, "Where is Qing Huan? Why didn't she come to see her father? She Ah, it’s not right for Miss Qianjin to be a reporter! What’s so good about it? She runs around all day, exposed to wind and rain. You see, she went to an internship last time, and she came back in a dark circle..."

Everyone stopped talking and listened to her silently.

But no one can remember, but firmly remember Yu Qinghuan. No matter what, she can relate to Yu Qinghuan. Sometimes when her mind is clear, she knows that Yu Qinghuan is gone, and she will hold Yu Qinghuan's photo and cry.

Gong Mo felt uncomfortable, and looked at Sheng Nanxuan. Sheng Nanxuan had a serious expression, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The door of the ward opened, and Yu Qingliu, doctors and nurses came out.

Everyone hurriedly gathered around, Yu Qingliu said: "Go in, don't disturb him."

Everyone pushed Wu Surong into it, and Sheng Nanxuan, Yu Qingping and Yu Xinzhuo stayed behind.

Several people looked at Yu Qingliu, wondering about Yu Zhengming's situation.

Yu Qingliu sighed: "There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that I'm getting old and can't last long."

Yu Qingping swayed, Yu Xinzhuo hurriedly supported him, and worriedly called: "Dad?"

Yu Qingping shook his head: "It's okay. Your grandpa is so old, it's almost the same. But, it's inevitable that I'm reluctant..."

"Dad still misses my sister." Yu Qingliu said, "He has nothing else to worry about."

Of course, he still misses the young couple getting married and having children. But he has four generations under the same roof, Sheng Yiting and Yu Ze get married again and have children, they are five generations under the same roof.

This was so beautiful that he didn't even dare to hope for it. Young people always have the blessings of young people, he can't control so much.

But Yu Qinghuan was his daughter, and he lived to be almost a hundred years old, and had waited for fifty years without any news, so he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Then what should we do?" Yu Qingping asked, "Or just say we found it?"

"Find what?" Yu Qingliu asked.

"Uh... bones, bones. What else?"

Yu Qingliu looked at Sheng Nanxuan.