The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 909 Li Jingnan passes away

"Why are you here?" Wu Jiao asked.

Qin Feng smiled faintly, "I work as a cleaner here."

“Do you work here?”

"Uh-huh. What are you doing here?"

"I'm... visiting a relative."

Wu Jiao didn't want Qin Feng to know that they would live here from now on.

Lin Lin, who was standing by, said innocently, "Mom, we're not visiting relatives. Aren't we here to look at houses?"

Wu Jiao's expression suddenly changed, and she nodded reluctantly. "Linlin, let's go!"

Qin Feng said, "Do you want to come here and buy a house?"

Wu Jiao paused, "Hmm!"

“This community is nice and the environment is good.”

"You don't need to tell me, I know."

Qin Feng didn't say anything else.

Wu Jiao led Lin Lin away.

Qin Feng curled the corners of his mouth, his mood was very complicated.

If Wu Jiao and Lin Lin come to live here in the future, even if they don't talk to him, he can still watch them silently, and that will be enough.

at this time.

Qin Feng's phone rang.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Is that Dad? My mom was in a car accident and I'm so scared."

Qin Feng knew the voice on the phone was his daughter Xinxin.

"Xinxin, don't be anxious. Take your time and tell me where you are now."

"I'm in the hospital. Mom was hit by a car and is in critical condition."

"Okay, I'll be there right away. Wait for me."

Qin Feng forced himself to calm down. At this moment, he was his daughter's only support.

Qin Feng put down what he was holding and took a taxi to the hospital.

"Master, please, hurry up! As fast as possible!" Qin Feng sat in the back seat, his fingers twisted together unconsciously, his eyes fixed on the street scene outside the window that was rapidly receding.

At this moment, he only hoped that the familiar yet somewhat strange woman would be safe and sound.

More importantly, Xinxin.

As the taxi weaved through the traffic, Qin Feng felt that every second seemed as long as a century.

He kept checking his watch and looking towards the hospital. Finally, the familiar white building came into view.

"Master, stop here!" Qin Feng paid the money in a hurry and almost staggered towards the hospital gate.

As he ran, he took out his cell phone to call Xinxin and ask her for her exact location, but his feet involuntarily ran towards the emergency room.

"Xinxin, how is your mother?" Qin Feng asked anxiously.

Xinxin cried and said, "Dad, my mom hasn't come out yet."

"Don't worry, your mother will be out soon."

The red light outside the emergency room was like a tireless eye, stubbornly shining, reflecting on Qin Feng's face, flickering.

The smell of disinfectant pierced his nostrils sharply, making him feel a little dazed.

Was it worry? Was it his responsibility as a father? Or was it a complex emotion that even he couldn't quite put his finger on?

The door of the emergency room finally opened, and a doctor in green surgical gown came out. He took off his mask, his face showing professional fatigue and regret. His eyes fell on Qin Feng and he shook his head slightly.

"Who are you, family member? I'm sorry, we tried our best." The doctor's voice was soft, but it was like a huge rock, instantly shattering Qin Feng's forced composure. "The patient's injuries were too severe, and rescue efforts were ineffective. We have already..."

Qin Feng seemed to have not heard the rest of the words clearly, but also seemed to have heard every word clearly. He opened his mouth, wanting to ask something, such as "Why?" or "When?", but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and no sound came out.

His vision went dark, and he subconsciously held onto the cold wall.

"Rescue failed...died..." These words echoed in his mind again and again, like a blunt knife, slowly cutting his nerves.

The woman with whom he had quarreled, laughed, and lived for several years, the mother who was gentle and occasionally strict in her daughter's words, was just... gone?

He couldn't accept it. How could that vivid figure, still lingering in his memory, suddenly become a cold noun? The resentment during the divorce, the estrangement that followed, seemed to have become blurred and distant at this moment, leaving only a huge, empty sense of loss, weighing heavily on his chest.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his surging emotions, but felt a suffocating pain.

Then, a clear thought emerged, carrying an undeniable weight—from then on, his daughter Xinxin would truly only have him. She would live with him. However, he was now broke, and he didn't know if he could provide his daughter with a good life.

This realization made his heart tremble. He looked at the closed door of the emergency room and seemed to see his daughter's red and swollen eyes and her confused and helpless face. He was no longer the father who could only watch his daughter from afar; he would be her only support.

The corridor was eerily quiet, the only sound being his own heavy breathing. Qin Feng slowly straightened up, his eyes shifting from initial shock and disbelief to a complex and heavy expression.

He knew that from this moment on, his life would usher in a completely different beginning.

The price of this beginning is the end of another life and a broken home that he has to support alone.

Xinxin cried and said, "Dad, what did the doctor just say?"

Qin Feng was silent for a long time before he said, "Mom is going to another world. You will live with Dad from now on."

"Then I won't be able to see my mother anymore."

"Yeah." Qin Feng nodded vigorously.

"Wuwu... Wuwu..." Xinxin began to cry.

Qin Feng hugged Xinxin, "Xinxin, don't cry, you will still have a dad in the future!"

"But I miss my mother."

After Xinxin said this, Qin Feng didn't know how to respond.

Li Jingnan has passed away, and all he has to do now is raise Xinxin.

Then we have to deal with Li Jingnan's funeral.

He didn't have much money now, so after thinking for a long time, he had to call Shen Qing.

"Qin Feng, why did you call again?"

Qin Feng's voice trembled a little when he spoke.

"Shen Qing, I...I want to borrow some money from you to take care of Li Jingnan's funeral...She...She's gone."

Shen Qing was also surprised to hear this.

"What? You said Li Jingnan left?"

"Yes, we are in the hospital now. She has died despite failed rescue efforts."

At this time, Shen Qing was also stunned.

Li Jingnan is dead?

So suddenly?

Shen Qing also couldn't believe it.

After a moment's silence, he said, "How much do you want to borrow?"

"I'll return the fifty thousand dollars to you."

"Okay, I'll call you later. Send me the card number."

"Okay, thank you Shen Qing."

"Stop talking about this, where's the child!"

"The child is with me, I will take good care of him."

"Uh-huh."