Almost all families have children who love their grandfathers.
They say the bond skips a generation, and that’s exactly how it is.
When I was mischievous as a child, I got spanked quite often, but it was always Grandpa who ultimately defended .
In my mory, whenever my father hit too hard, Grandpa would always step in, glaring at him fiercely, and then shout loudly:
"Do you want to beat the child to death?"
And now, the Grandpa who loved her the most is in critical condition.
On the road, Zhou Yaling couldn’t rember how she got to the airport, the sound of her big brother answering and making phone calls lingered in her ears.
Occasionally, she could hear her brother sighing.
This made an already heavy atmosphere even heavier.
Retrieving her gaze, Zhou Yaling glanced at Candy, who was moving her little mouth in her brother’s arms, still asleep, and Zhou Yaling felt sowhat envious.
Being at the carefree and worry-free stage of childhood is sothing truly enviable.
On the other side, in the hospital building in Huo County, the lights in the expert consultation room were bright, and all the doctors who were originally arguing endlessly fell silent as they looked at the latest dical examination reports in their hands.
After a long ti, the dean sitting at the head of the table took off his reading glasses and sighed.
"This is no longer a problem we doctors can solve."
The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, at that mont all the pre-treatnt plans seed so powerless.
After pondering for a while, the dean remained silent before speaking again:
"Don’t stop the dication, once the dication is stopped, the old man could pass away at any mont."
For an average family, at this point, the doctors would usually suggest going ho, but not now.
First, Candy Technology isn’t lacking money, the high cost of dication that’s daunting for an average family isn’t so significant for Candy Technology at this mont.
Second, the real decision-maker hasn’t returned, and rashly stopping dication resulting in that person not being able to see the old man for the last ti, no one knows if the usually mild-mannered he would lose his temper or not.
After all, even honest people have tempers.
"Dean, how should we inform the patient’s family?"
The Dean glanced at Director Han in the ergency room and said helplessly:
"Naturally, we explain the situation truthfully."
"We are just doctors, not gods, who can make an old man on the brink of natural death live for decades."
Yes, after a series of examinations, all the conclusions pointed in the sa direction.
That is, the old man wasn’t actually ill, but had overworked himself in his youth, depleting his life force, and now he has co to the end of his life.
Maybe in a day, or a few hours, the old man could pass away at any ti.
This result inevitably made the few experts in their sixties present sigh.
The old man was just a few years older than them, and yet, his life was already nearing its end.
Having endured hardships their whole life, finally, their grandson has succeeded, yet before they can enjoy a few years of peace and comfort, they are about to leave the world.
"It’s late at night, everyone had a hard run."
"The situation is as it is, everyone might as well catch another nap, otherwise it’s easy to get sleepy during the day’s rounds."
"I will speak to the family mbers personally."
"If there’s nothing else, let’s call it a night."
Outside the consultation room, Su Wenyan was waiting all along, while Zhou Xing and his wife stayed by the ergency room door.
A click, and the door to the consultation room opened from inside.
Sitting on the bench, Su Wenyan imdiately stood up and asked:
"Dean, how is it?"
Looking at the somber faces of the Dean and the other doctors, Su Wenyan knew the situation wasn’t good.
"Sigh~"
The Dean sighed and slowly started speaking:
"Since you, Ms. Su, are here, let tell you directly, after all, it’s all the sa."
"The results are out, the old man’s life is already running on fus, do you understand what I an?"
"All the examination reports point to the sa conclusion, that is, the old man is nearing natural death."
Pausing for a mont, the Dean spoke again: "Although this result is hard to accept, it is still best to prepare for the funeral as soon as possible."
"Once the dication is stopped, the old man might leave us at any ti."
"Please tell Mr. Mo, our hospital can send the old man back to his hotown."
These days, cremation policies are generally enforced, but it’s different in rural areas. In Huo County’s rural areas, most still practice burials, emphasizing returning to one’s roots.
This outco made Su Wenyan give a bitter smile.
Perhaps the old man’s family as well as the boss will find it sowhat difficult to accept.
"Thank you."
"You’re welco, in fact, we have done nothing." The Dean shook his head.
Compared to such an outco, actually, everyone hopes there is still hope for the old man.
The goodwill of the founder of Candy Technology, who wouldn’t want it?
Soon, the long corridor was left with only Su Wenyan.
Taking a deep breath, Su Wenyan dialed the boss’s number.
"Boss, the Dean said.... ... ...
On the other end of the line, Mo Jingchun remained silent.
Su Wenyan didn’t know what the boss was thinking at this mont, but it certainly wasn’t easy to bear.
After a long while, Su Wenyan heard the boss’s voice again.
"Tell my eldest uncle the truth, and let my eldest uncle and younger uncle, as well as the two aunts, discuss how to handle this."
"Okay, boss."
After the call ended, Mo Jingchun, sitting in the car, closed his eyes.
At the stage of preparing for the funeral, the remaining issues were no longer within the scope of a younger generation to decide.
At such a ti, only the children have the right to decide.
Feeling the touch from his arm, Mo Jingchun opened his eyes and turned to look at the red-eyed Zhou Yaling.
After a mont of silence, Mo Jingchun uttered the truth that was hard for Zhou Yaling to accept.
"The hospital is telling us to prepare for the funeral."
Already on the verge of breaking down, Zhou Yaling’s tears fell instantly after Mo Jingchun spoke those words.
"How could this be?"
"How could this be?"
Stunned, Zhou Yaling ignored the tears on her face, continuously mumbling to herself.
Clearly, this sudden incident made it difficult for Zhou Yaling to accept in her heart.
Mo Jingchun was also silent and had no mood to comfort Zhou Yaling.
People, whether poor or rich, in the end, cannot escape life, aging, illness, and death.
The oppressive atmosphere dissipated after more than ten minutes.
"Boss, we’ve arrived at the airport."
Upon hearing this, Mo Jingchun raised his head to take a look.
"Let’s go."
On the other side, at this ti other people in the city also rushed over after hearing the news.
Coincidentally, the four direct relatives of the Zhou Xing siblings were all present, so Su Wenyan relayed the Dean’s original words to them.
"The boss says, let you make the decision."
Watching the scene of crying, Su Wenyan silently retreated to the back.
Without exception, the doors of all hospital ergency rooms have witnessed countless tears and prayers.
After crying for a long ti, everyone’s emotions finally cald down a little.
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