My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 922 - 841: Loss

As time slowly passed, dawn gradually arrived. Daylight replaced the night, and sunlight spilled over Qin Miaomiao. She had a dream.

Standing on a single-log bridge, she looked around and found no one. The wind blew and scattered the fallen leaves, which landed on her. She turned to see someone standing under the bridge.

"Who are you?" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Qin Miaomiao found the figure’s back oddly familiar, but she couldn’t remember where she had seen it before. So, she curiously walked off the bridge to his back.

"Do you know me?"

The young man turned around to look at her. His complexion was rosy, and under the sunlight, he wore a warm, gentle smile. Qin Miaomiao stared at his smile, lost in thought for a moment. Recognizing the person before her, she exclaimed excitedly.

"Rong Lan."

Excitedly, Qin Miaomiao hugged him, tears welling up as she spoke, "You’re awake, you’re finally awake, I’m so happy. Rong Lan, you’ve finally woken up."

"Miaomiao, I’m here to say goodbye."

Surprised by the word ’goodbye,’ Qin Miaomiao let go of him and widened her eyes, staring at him.

Rong Lan looked at her warmly and said, "Don’t blame yourself, don’t feel guilty, and don’t live with any remorse towards me. No matter where I go, I’ll always wish you well. Miaomiao, you must live happily. Miaomiao, I’m leaving."

"Rong Lan, where are you going? Rong Lan..."

Qin Miaomiao slept uneasily, muttering, "Rong Lan, Rong Lan!"

Suddenly awakened from her dream, Qin Miaomiao opened her eyes, only to be blinded by the sunlight. Instinctively, she shielded her eyes with her hand. Remembering the dream she just had, she breathed a sigh of relief: "So it was just a dream."

The Rong Lan on the hospital bed looked no different from before. Qin Miaomiao sighed in relief, unintentionally glancing at the heart monitor. When she saw the waves fluctuating on the monitor, her eyes widened in disbelief. Suddenly, she noticed Rong Lan struggling to breathe.

"Doctor, doctor!"

Filled with excitement and worry, Qin Miaomiao shouted loudly, rushing into the hallway and calling out, "Doctor, doctor..."

The two men napping on the chairs were startled awake by her cries, looking bewildered at the frantic Qin Miaomiao. Lu Qing stood up in surprise, looking at her trembling shoulders and asked, "What’s wrong?"

"Rong Lan, Rong Lan he..."

Hearing Qin Miaomiao’s fragmented words, Meng Yan felt something was wrong and rushed in.

At this moment, the doctor arrived, and Qin Miaomiao and Lu Qing walked in.

The doctor examined Rong Lan and momentarily relieved his breathing difficulty. He looked at the three people present and said, "The patient might wake up later."

"Really?" Qin Miaomiao excitedly grabbed the doctor’s coat.

The doctor glanced at Meng Yan, then over Rong Lan’s condition, and sighed: "You should be mentally prepared. The patient’s consciousness is dispersing, and with his severe heart condition, at any moment, he could..."

"No, no! Doctor, you’re lying to me. Rong Lan, he won’t."

As Qin Miaomiao’s denial turned into hysteria, refusing to believe the doctor’s words, Lu Qing saw her suddenly collapse to the ground, also feeling unwell.

Although Meng Yan didn’t want to hear the doctor’s words, he was prepared. However, seeing Qin Miaomiao’s inability to accept it, he felt worse than ever.

"Miaomiao, don’t be like this."

The doctor and the nurse went out, Rong Lan temporarily regained calm, and no one spoke in the room, making the silence slightly unusual. The person on the bed slowly opened his eyes.