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Chapter 103 Munch, Munch

Fu Yanghe ran back to the hotel and told Munch about the critically ill thing that Munch had a gray face, but he didn't say a word. Fu Yanghe said, "You go and have a look. No matter how bad he is, he is your father. I don't know if he can survive. If he can't survive, you won't go and take a look at it for the last time, you will definitely regret it in the future. Don't let yourself regret it in the future, okay?"

Xiao Tang also comforted him, "Monk, please listen to Teacher Fu."

But Monk covered his head with his quilt and said, "If I don't go, I'll have no family anymore."

Fu Yanghe and Xiao Tang persuaded him for a long time, but Monk refused to go. Banjuegongbu kept calling him to ask him. When he heard that Monk refused to come, Banjuegongbu drove over by himself.

"Your dad is so terrible." Banjuegongbu said, "He wants to see you for the last time."

Monk's eyes seemed to be gone and said, "He will die if he dies. People will die, and I will die too. He said at the beginning that he did not have my son, then I will not have his father."

"I told you to go not for your father, but for yourself," Fu Yanghe said. "Monk, listen to me, if you don't go, you will definitely regret it in the future. I would rather your father be sorry for you than for him."

"What's wrong? This is?" Zhang Yue suddenly came in with Xiao Tang. When Munch saw him, he pursed his mouth. Zhang Yue looked at him and said, "Your father is seriously ill and wants to see you, but you refuse to go?"

"He has long since broken off his father-son relationship with me," said Monk. "I'll see what he does. I can't save him even if I go, and I won't kill him if I don't go."

"If your father really cut off his relationship with you and has no you in his heart, how could he accompany you? He can't accept you, not only his problem, but also caused by the general environment. You can hate him, but if he dies, you will not see you, so he will really cut off his relationship with your family. You can't refuse your father, you don't want your mother, either, and your brother Pingcuo, you are a family, relatives and friends? You think, if you don't go, what will they think of you in the future?

?If you want to live a little easier, just listen to me and go there. What can you do if you go there? He is dying and cannot threaten you. Whether others have done their own duties is theirs, but your own duties should be done well. He is not going to travel far, but he is going to die. Once a person dies, he will have nothing. From then on, you will never have a father. Do you have no feelings for you? Monk, you are not such a person. Listen to me and go there."

Monk lowered his head, tears faintly shining in his eyes, and blue veins appeared on his fist. Seeing that he was a little shaken, Fu Yanghe quickly said, "You don't listen to us, are you not listening to Teacher Zhang's words? Go and meet me, I will really not see you any later."

Zhang Yue said: "Whether he is good or not, he is going to die. What else can you not let go?"

Monk lifted the quilt. Fu Yanghe let out a sigh and quickly helped him put on his clothes.

"Just wear a coat," said Banjuegongbu. "Go quickly, otherwise you will really lose sight of it."

Monk seemed to be a little panicked and asked, "Hasn't he been doing well all the time? Why did he suddenly fail?"

"Only your family knows the specific one..." Before Banjuegongbu finished speaking, the phone rang. He drove and answered the phone. The phone was called by Yangjin and asked, "Is the person here?"

"I'm on the road, I'll arrive in fifteen minutes."

"You guys hurry up." Yangjin's voice was already crying, and then there was panic on the other end of the phone. Banjue Gongbu vaguely heard footsteps and cried. Yangjin had no time to pay attention to him, and the phone immediately hung up.

When they arrived at the hospital, Banjuegongbu and Fu Yanghe helped Munch in. When they walked to the door of the ward, they heard a faint cry. When Munch walked to the door, they suddenly stopped and did not move for a long time. Banjuegongbu walked in first. Fu Yanghe stood beside Munch and gently patted his shoulder.

Monk looked back at him, as if he had expected something, his eyes were filled with tears.

Fu Yanghe also felt it, and his heart was very heavy and he felt very regretful.

He and Munch went in, and they saw Munch's grandmother lying on the bedside crying. Yangjin and Pingcuo were also standing beside him to wipe his tears. Seeing Munch come in, Pingcuo suddenly changed his face and shouted.

He spoke Tibetan, but Fu Yanghe didn't understand, but his tone seemed to be cursing. Yangjin pulled his arm and Pingcuo said with tears in his eyes: "What else are you doing?"

Their mother turned around and saw Munch, and immediately stood up, walked to him crying and beat his chest. Munch was injured in one of his legs, and Fu Yanghe helped him to stand firm. Now she rushed forward. If Banjue Gongbu had not caught a hand, the three of them would have fallen to the ground.

His mother was crying very sadly, and she kept saying something, but she couldn't understand it. But Fu Yanghe could feel the sadness and complaints. Monk's stubbornness and resentment seemed to collapse in an instant and he knelt on the ground.

His leg was injured. He was probably in pain when he knelt down. His face turned red and tears fell down, but he didn't say anything.

What else could he say? It seemed that he didn't want to say anything, nor did he know what he could say, but he just choked up silently. Pingcuo walked over and hugged his head, patted his back.

Grief attacked this family, and there was no big deal in the face of life and death, and no grudges were worth mentioning.

Fu Yanghe felt that the room was very depressed, so he quietly stepped out. Ban Juegongbu noticed it and followed him out, seeing Fu Yanghe standing in the corridor window in a daze.

"It's really uncomfortable," said Fu Yanghe, "Is this considered a tragedy on earth that belongs to Monk?"

After all, the breakup between parents and children is a loss-making ending. In the end, I really can't tell who is right or who is wrong. Because there is no way to love, and no hatred, it is even more miserable.

Banjuegongbu comforted and said, "Both sides have tried their best."

Fu Yanghe looked back at Ban Juegongbu. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Mrs. Ban coming out of it. She looked solemn and looked bleak, and she glanced at him and Ban Juegongbu.

"Auntie." Fu Yanghe shouted.

Mrs. Ban nodded and walked over to them with a bag. Fu Yanghe gently pushed Banjuegongbu, and Banjuegongbu followed.

Mrs. Ban said, "You didn't see it. Before Monk's father died, he kept chanting Monk's name. He breathed a sigh of relief, but he still couldn't hold on."

"If he hadn't treated Munch like that, the father and son wouldn't have met for the last time," said Banjuegongbu.

Mrs. Ban glanced at him and asked, "Are you reminding me of these words?"

"Mom," Banjuegongbu stopped and said, "We have seen such a tragedy with our own eyes. Isn't it enough to alert us? You can't accept me, Yang He and I, do you think of letting us follow the footsteps of Monk's family in the end?"

Mrs. Ban said, "Are you Monk? I'm not his dad either. My bottom line was already said in the morning. You can be with him, but you two cannot make it public. You still have to marry a woman in the future. Even if you are a fake marriage, I don't care. Just do enough face. You can do it, this is my bottom line."

After saying that, Mrs. Ban left. Ban Juegongbu stood there for a while, then chased after him, saying, "If I want to be with Fu Yanghe, I will definitely get married in the future."

Mrs. Ban's body stiffened, but she didn't look back and finally walked away.

The sound he had just heard was very loud, and even Fu Yanghe heard it. He walked over and said to Banjuegongbu, "You are not convinced."

"We cannot give in at the moment," said Banjuegongbu, "It's not time to make the final decision."

He and his mother are now the same as talking about business in the mall. One raises the price as much as possible, and the other keeps the price as much as possible. If he surrenders at this time, he will only make more concessions in the future. Only at this time can he hold on. In the end, even if he still has to make some concessions, he can maximize his own interests.

He didn't say this to Fu Yanghe, but only comforted him, "My own mother, I know her temperament. Don't worry, I will master the right measure. Although I love you, I will not hurt her. We will not go to Monk's step."

Fu Yanghe nodded and said, "I'll go in and accompany Monk. You and Pingcuo will do the next thing. This is the only thing we can do."

After he said that, he went in again. Munch was still kneeling in front of the bed. His mother was crying, and only Pingcuo was discussing what happened with the doctor. Yangjin was red with his eyes, as if he was a little at a loss. Fu Yanghe walked over and said to Munch: "Don't kneel down, your legs can't stand it."

As he said that, he helped Munch up. Munch's eyes were red and swollen, and he choked silently, without saying a word from beginning to end. Their relatives also came and helped with the funeral. There were too many people in the room for a while, so Fu Yanghe helped Munch out of the room.

Monk suddenly choked up and said, "I have no dad anymore, and I will never have it again."
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