Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Lu Yiyao couldn't be at ease with Lin Ange's current state.    

He had a serious expression on his face as he said this to the nurse.    

"Director Lu, the patient specifically requested …"    

The nurse looked nervous as she looked at Lin Ange.    

"Lu Yiyao, let go. Wait for me here …"    

Lin Ange raised her eyebrows and said to Lu Yiyao in a deep voice.    

"An An, I'll go with you. If you go in alone, I won't be able to rest at ease. "    

Lu Yiyao's voice became slightly hoarse and his expression became much more silent.    

"Since Uncle Fu said so, as long as I go in alone, you don't have to go in."    

Lin Ange tried to break his hand.    

Lu Yiyao was helpless and could only let go. His eyes were filled with anxiety and unease. Her thin lips slightly parted, her eyes filled with determination.    

"An An, don't worry. "Leave everything to me."    

"Yes."    

Lu Yiyao told the nurse.    

"Hold her. Slow down."    

"Yes, Director Lu."    

The nurse hurried over and supported Lin Ange.    

Lin Ange pursed her lips, her hair-like eyelashes unblinkingly covered with tears.    

A thick smell of a Disinfectant Liquid floated between his nostrils.    

For some inexplicable reason, it was mixed with a trace of the aura of death.    

Her steps were weak, and every step she took felt like she was stepping on cotton. If it weren't for the help of the nurse, she would have fallen to the ground long ago.    

"Miss Lin, be careful."    

The nurse carefully helped her into the operating room.    

The air pressure in the operation room became heavier and heavier.    

She looked at Uncle Fu, who was covered with a dark green surgical sheet and had a ventilator attached to his nose. His knees turned weak and he almost fell to the ground.    

"Miss Lin …"    

the nurse whispered, using all her strength to support her.    

"Uncle Fu …"    

Lin Ange's throat tightened as she called out in a low voice. The tears that had gathered on her long eyelashes could no longer be held back and rolled down.    

"Uncle Fu …"    

The nurse helped her to the operating table.    

Lin Ange cried harder, tears blurring her eyes.    

Her hands gripped the edge of the operating table so tightly that the back of her hands turned white.    

"Miss Lin, what do you want to say? Hurry up and tell the patient …"    

The doctor who was in charge of emergency treatment came over and reminded him with a heavy tone.    

He winked at the others in the operating room. After a while, all the doctors and nurses in the operation room left.    

"Uncle Fu..." "Uncle Fu …"    

Lin Ange's heart hung in her throat, her internal organs clenching together. The tears fell like pearls from a broken string.    

He looked down at Uncle Fu, who was losing his life, and called out to him in grief.    

Uncle Fu, who had his eyes closed, slowly opened them. His pale lips moved and white mist rose from the oxygen mask.    

He raised his bony hand.    

"Uncle Fu …"    

Lin Ange grabbed his slightly raised hand and continued to call out to him.    

"Youngest Miss …" "Don't cry …"    

Uncle Fu pulled his grayish-white brows and tried his best to smile at her.    

"Uncle Fu …"    

Resisting the pain with great difficulty, the corners of Lin Ange's mouth curled up as she tried her best to smile.    

There were tears in his eyes. It was even more heartbreaking.    

"Youngest Miss …"    

Uncle Fu raised his other hand and pointed at the oxygen mask hanging on his nose.    

Lin Ange knew that he had something to say to her and was worried that she would not hear him clearly.    

She gently removed the oxygen mask and changed her breathing. He leaned over and looked at him.    

"Uncle Fu, I've already sent someone to pick up uncle. He'll be here soon."    

"Youngest Miss, I'm afraid we won't be able to see young master anymore …"    

A bitter smile leaked out from the corner of Uncle Fu's mouth as a single cloudy tear rolled down the corner of his eye.    

"Uncle Fu, uncle will be here soon, so it won't be long …"    

Lin Ange's heart was heavy, and her face was filled with sorrow.    

"Youngest Miss, I'm going to see the Grand Preceptor. There were some words that he wanted to keep in his belly for the rest of his life. "But I'm worried about you …"    

Uncle Fu's eyes became watery. His gaze towards Lin Ange became even more affectionate and affectionate than before.    

"Uncle Fu, no …" "You won't …"    

Lin Ange's heart was flustered, confused, and in pain …    

"Uncle Fu, I know that you have a good relationship with Third Young Master Lu Family. "He treated you very well. Not only do you have Young Master Yanyan, you have Er Bao as well …"    

For some reason, Lin Ange felt that Uncle Fu's spirits had improved a little. Her face also turned red all of a sudden. He spoke a little louder, too.    

She only thought that he felt a lot better because he heard that Helan Xi was coming to see her.    

She didn't know that this was the so-called 'afterlife'.    

"Uncle Fu, don't say anymore …"    

Lin Ange wanted him to keep up his spirits and rest.    

However, Uncle Fu continued to speak kindly.    

"Youngest Miss, Uncle Fu watched you grow up, so he naturally hopes for you to be happy. You and the Third Young Master of the Lu Family, you can't be together, and you can't want the child in your stomach either … "    

"Why?"    

Lin Ange was astounded. At this point, Uncle Fu was still stopping her from being with Lu Yiyao.    

"Uncle Fu, why? Why can't I go with him? "    

She repeated the words several times. His lower abdomen pulled painfully.    

"Youngest Miss, do you remember how your mother died?"    

Uncle Fu looked at Lin Ange pitifully, and his blood pressure rose a lot. When he said those words, it was as if a sharp knife had pierced into his heart, and the pain in his heart was no less than Lin Ange's, perhaps even more.    

If it wasn't for him going to the hospital during the day, he would have met Lu Jinhui. The other party had told him another heaven-shaking secret, and he would never say such words to Lin Ange.    

Lu Yiyao and Lin Ange.    

He and Lu Jinhui chose to protect Lu Yiyao.    

Thus, at this moment, not only was he heartbroken, he was also full of guilt and self-blame.    

They chose to tell Lin Ange their secret, and they also chose to hurt her.    

This was a difficult choice, and one that hurt a lot.    

In order to prevent Lin Ange from getting hurt again in the future, he endured the pain of bringing up the past again.    

"Uncle Fu, you …"    

The light in Lin Ange's eyes dimmed as a tearing pain spread from her chest to her whole body. His lips were already bloodless, but now it was close to his skin.    

"Youngest Miss, that year, your mother drove to Heavenly Power Group, and unexpectedly encountered a car accident …"    

"It rained that day, the roads were slippery …"    

Uncle Fu was stunned as he tried to remember.    

"Uncle Fu …"    

Lin Ange's mind was blank as her ears buzzed. His legs were weak as he slowly squatted on the edge of the bed, tears streaming down his face.    

"Youngest Miss, the main reason for your mother's accident was that someone suddenly broke into the sidewalk. "Your mother ran into a big truck on the other side of the road to avoid bumping into him …"    

Uncle Fu recalled painfully.    

His pulse was racing, his blood pressure soaring. The pain in his heart filled his abdominal cavity.    

"Mom …"    

Lin Ange's eyes were bloodshot as she lowered her head and called out softly.    

She knew her mother had died in a car accident, but she didn't know the details.    

Uncle Fu and Helan Xi to prevent her from being shut down again, also blocked Helan Jing's car accident news.    

"Youngest Miss, do you know who the person who barged in suddenly was?"