My 1979

His tricycle, which he used to collect scrap, had been scrapped. Li Zhaokun's head was shattered, but he himself was lucky enough to escape with only a few skin injuries.

"Who sent him to the hospital?" Li He asked.

"The driver called and the ambulance came." Old man Zhang didn't dare to hide anything. He also felt sad. Something happened to Li Zhaokun, and he felt very uncomfortable. Not only because of the friendship between the two of them, but also because of their interests. Without Li Zhaokun, who would he live with?

Following Li Zhaokun these past few years has been the most enjoyable time in his life!

"Let the driver go."

Now that the matter has come to this, Li He is in no mood to pursue the responsibility, not to mention that it was his own father's fault in the first place.

After hearing this, Old Man Zhang couldn't believe it. He just let it go so gently?

However, he still obeyed Li He's words, walked towards the driver, and said a few words reluctantly. The driver looked towards Li He in surprise.

The driver came to Li He and said, "Sir, I really didn't mean it. I was driving very slowly. This is monitored."

"It's okay, you can go." Li He lowered his head and wiped his face without looking at the driver.

"Don't worry, I will fulfill my responsibility for compensation." The driver was very hesitant to leave or not.

"It's really not necessary, you can leave, I will tell the police." Li He closed his eyes, obviously not wanting to say more, "Don't force me to change my mind."

"Then" the driver wanted to say more, but looked at Li He's gloomy face and stopped talking.

"Please, you have nothing to do here." Ding Shiping came over and took the driver away.

In the evening, Yu Dehua, Shen Daoru and others came over after receiving the news.

Li He hugged his knees on the bench, even though he squinted his eyes, he was still awake in his heart. He heard the comforting words spoken by others, but did not respond to them.

The silent air seemed a little depressing.

From time to time, he would stand up and look into the ward, hoping for a miracle.

But he was still disappointed. There was still silence in the ward, and Li Zhaokun was still lying like that. This was probably the least noisy and least troublesome time in his life.

"It's my fault." Li He said to himself.

"Mr. Li, this has nothing to do with you. People are prone to misfortune and good fortune, please be open-minded." Shen Daoru answered from the side, "I have contacted the foreign medical team and the medical records have been passed on. I think there will be a way. of."

Li He nodded, but still didn't reply.

These people had no idea what he was talking about.

Can he tell them that he is born again?

He killed his father because of the hateful butterfly effect!

If it hadn't been for his rebirth and his change of plot, everything would have been on the original track, and he and his family would have been stable, without so many changes.

He finally understood that the harder he tried to catch something, the less he could catch it.

So what if he has money?

Now we still can't bring back Li Zhaokun's awakening, and we can't save his former love!

At ten o'clock in the evening, more and more people gathered in the hospital. Rather than coming to see Li Zhaokun, they were more likely to come to Li He to get acquainted with each other.

But Li didn't want to talk to anyone, and no matter who came over, they just nodded.

"It needs to be quiet here." The little nurse came to Li He and carefully expressed her dilemma.

"Let them go, no one is allowed to come back tomorrow." Li He said this to Dehua and others.

"Understood." Yu Dehua stood up and went to chase people away. "Thank you everyone for your concern. It's too late now. Go back and rest."