Chapter 1112: Life to see people, death to see corpses

In the ward, Zhai Yunsheng woke up from a coma, and Father Zhai and the doctors and nurses sitting by the bed were busy.
"Go away." Zhai Yunsheng refused to let the doctors and nurses come over. He doesn't want them to save him now. He just wants to know where his little rabbit has gone.
Elder Zhai was anxious, and he was afraid that the doctors and nurses would irritate Zhai Yunsheng, so he hurriedly told them to retreat first, and came forward to persuade him.
"A Sheng, don't get excited, speak slowly."
"Tell me, where is she? Where is she?"
Zhai Yunsheng's face was as pale as paper, his lips were purple, and his meter showed that his heart rhythm was irregular, slow and weak.
His little girl, that silly girl, not very good at talking, not very good at expressing her feelings, but she thinks about everything for his sake, the little girl who works hard for him, where did she go?
"A Sheng, you have to rest first, we have to do with Yiling." Elder Zhai's eyes were red, and tears filled his eyes.
"I want to know where she is." Zhai Yunsheng insisted on knowing the whereabouts of Jian Yiling.
"A Sheng, you are not in good health now, don't think about that for now."
How dare Elder Zhai tell Zhai Yunsheng the truth?
"I want to know." Zhai Yunsheng said in a vague voice, but his expression was very persistent.
"Asheng!" Elder Zhai cried. "We believe that Xiaoling is still alive. We haven't found her body for one day, so we still have hope."
Zhai Yunsheng's eyes were hollow: "She promised me to come back, and I will propose to her."
He is ready.
Just wait for her to come back, propose marriage, then go to register, have a wedding, and then have a lovely baby with her.
"A Sheng, Xiao Ling will be back. Grandpa begs you. Be stronger." Grandpa Zhai begged painfully.
Zhai Yunsheng closed his eyes.
"A Sheng...A Sheng, don't leave Grandpa, don't leave Grandpa!" Grandpa Zhai pleaded loudly.
He was afraid that Zhai Yunsheng would give up the idea of ​​life, and went with Jian Yiling.
Zhai Yunsheng remained motionless, as if he had been drawn out of all his anger, describing it as withered.
Elder Zhai persuaded: "A Sheng, you want to live. If Yiling is still alive, and she comes back but can't see you, how sad she should be?"
Yes, if she is still alive, she will be sad not to see him.
Little rabbit can cry, although she doesn't cry often, but he knows that if he is gone, she will cry.
She looks very cold and pale, but in fact her heart is very soft.
She will feel sorry for him, will hold him tightly, afraid of losing him.
"I will wait for her as long as she comes back." Zhai Yunsheng said.
"Yes, yes, we wait for her, when she comes back, you have to propose to her, and you have to have a baby with her. Her wish is to have a healthy baby with you. You agreed to her." The old man's whole heart was aching.
"I want to see people in life, and corpses in death."
"Okay, okay, let's go find it, we go find it, we will find it, you have to promise Grandpa, before the results come out, don't give up, don't give up."
Father Zhai didn't know how much hope they had left.
Three days have passed since Jian Yiling's plane lost contact. Under such circumstances, the chance of survival is very slim.
But Elder Zhai knew that no matter how slim the hope was, they would look for it.
To see people in life, to see corpses in death.