Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s

Capítulo 1989: Chapter 1982 Anxious Waiting

It is said that men do not shed tears lightly, only because they have not yet reached the point of heartbreak.

Qin Jian’s heart was empty, the whole world seemed as dark and gloomy as the sky.

If he lost An Hao, his life would lose its luster!

He cannot be without An Hao!

On the other side, An Ping knelt on the cold ground, crying and calling out to An Shuchao: “Dad, wake up! You must not leave me. Sister got married, had children, but I haven’t married a wife to give you grandchildren! You can’t just leave me and go… Dad! Dad—!”

An Ping’s cries were more heart-wrenching with each call.

Onlookers who saw this scene either sighed, shed tears, or shook their heads in lamentation…

Life is so fragile, and in the face of death, almost no one can face it calmly.

If you are a bystander, witnessing a life perish so tragically, your heart will not remain calm as it is now.

It is like a stone thrown into everyone’s heart, sinking to the bottom of the heart’s lake, and the ripples constantly spread out.

Qin Jian pressed tightly on An Hao’s forehead wound with his hand, trying to stop the blood from flowing out.

He felt that as An Hao’s blood flowed, the warmth of her life was slowly draining away.

Qin Jian took off his clothes, wrapping them round An Hao tightly.

He stood up and said to An Ping: “You take care of them, I will go urge the ambulance again!”

Just as he was speaking, he heard the sound of the ambulance sirens approaching.

“Here! Over here!” People waved their hands at the ambulance, making way for it.

The ambulance finally arrived and carried An Hao and An Shuchao onto the vehicle.

The light in the operating room came on.

An Hao and An Shuchao were sent into the operating room.

Qin Jian and An Ping waited in the corridor of the hallway…

Qin Jian had two times in his life when he had to wait.

The first waiting was when An Hao was having a child, he paced anxiously outside the operating room, pacing…

The second time is this incident, his eyes red-rimmed, bloodshot, standing motionless at the door of the operating room.

His eyes fixed on the door of the operating room, the whole person seemed frozen in place!

He had never felt time could be so long.

So long that he felt as though a century had passed, so long that he felt he was about to be unable to hold on.

He didn’t know how long had passed when footsteps echoed in the corridor.

Zhang Yun and Ning Yibin rushed over, seeing Qin Jian standing there, looking as if his heart had been pierced by a knife.

“What happened? How could it be? They were fine when they left home, just went to see lanterns and then…” Zhang Yun cried and asked.

Qin Jian seemed not to hear, his whole being appearing numb, unresponsive to the calls of those around him.

He didn’t move an inch.

“Son, don’t be like this! An Hao would be upset if she knew…” Zhang Yun shook him, tears like a river breaching a dam.

“Let him be.” Ning Yibin resisted the sting in his nose and pulled Zhang Yun aside.

Curling up in the corner, holding his head and sniffling nonstop, An Ping heard the voices of Qin Jian’s parents, could not hold back any longer, and began to cry aloud.

In one night, two loved ones were hanging between life and death.

He was just a big boy, his tender shoulders incapable of bearing the collapse of the family.

“Child, don’t cry! Your father and sister have good fortune and will pull through! Trust me, they will be fine!” Ning Yibin gently patted Ping’s shoulder and comforted him.