Angry heart disease patient Xia Wan died in an earthquake while going to the hospital for a checkup.
Not only did she transmigrate into the body of a treated-like-a-doxc fake daughter, but he...
Xia Wan took a deep breath to calm her excitement and slowly walked towards her father again.
Each step she took was so light and firm, as if she were walking on a bright road full of unknowns yet brimming with hope, not on cold ground.
When she finally reached her father's side, she leaned forward slightly and said in a voice as gentle as a spring breeze, "Dad, as long as you feel that this is the best choice, both my brother and I will support you wholeheartedly without hesitation. We will always be your strongest support."
Her voice was soft and warm, like a spring breeze, carrying vitality and hope, gently caressing her father's heart and giving him endless comfort.
Standing to the side, Xia Tao nodded vigorously, nodding his head like he was pounding garlic, indicating his agreement with what his sister said.
His honest and simple smile was like a warm and bright ray of sunshine, instantly illuminating the somewhat depressing ward.
His smile was sincere and radiant, as if it could dispel all the gloom in the world, allowing people to truly feel endless warmth and strength.
Although he didn't use many fancy words, his sincere and pure emotions were enough to make people feel his unwavering support and protection from the bottom of his heart.
However, Xia Xiong, who had been silently observing everything from the sidelines, suddenly spoke up.
He first smiled with satisfaction, a smile as warm as the spring sunshine, which warmed everyone's hearts and brought a sense of comfort.
Then, his gaze shifted swiftly to Xia Wan and Xia Shuyu, and his originally gentle and kind expression instantly turned serious and cold.
His eyes were sharp as an eagle's, as if they could see through all pretense and concealment, piercing straight into the depths of people's hearts. "You little devils, what were you whispering and lurking outside just now? What were you discussing?"
Xia Xiong's tone was like a booming bell, loud and authoritative. His voice echoed between the walls of the ward, making people's eardrums ache, as if it could shatter the surrounding air.
However, within that deafeningly stern voice, the underlying concern flowed out silently like a gentle mountain stream. Though subtle, it was clearly discernible, like a precious treasure buried deep in the heart, waiting to be discovered by those with discerning hearts.
These words struck Xia Wan and Xia Shuyu like a heavy hammer, causing them to be startled.
They truly hadn't expected that the seemingly serious, rigid, and unapproachable old man would be so perceptive, as if he possessed a pair of discerning eyes that could see through everything in the world, and nothing could escape his notice.
Xia Wan blinked her bright and expressive eyes, which were like twinkling stars in the night sky, bright and dazzling.
His lips curled up, revealing a row of snow-white, neat, and small teeth, as dazzling as the twinkling stars in the night sky.
Her smile was pure and innocent, as radiant and captivating as a flower blooming in spring.
However, at this moment, this quirky little girl deliberately focused all her attention on her newly recognized aunt, looking her up and down with a mischievous glint in her eyes. She ignored Grandpa Xia's eager words for a response, seemingly teasing everyone to lighten the atmosphere.
Xia Shuyu cleared her throat slightly, breaking the somewhat awkward silence.
She first spoke softly to Grandpa Xia, whose face was full of suspicion, "Ahem, Dad, you should first make proper arrangements for my eldest brother. As for other matters, we can discuss them in detail when we go inside."
As they spoke, Xia Shuyu's eyes glanced at Xia Xiong intentionally or unintentionally, as if conveying some mysterious message that only the father and daughter could understand.
That look in his eyes was like a coded message, full of mystery and profound meaning, as if it were telling a secret that no one knew.
Upon seeing this, Xia Xiong couldn't help but frown slightly, his brows furrowing into a small "川" character.
He gazed at his daughter's hesitant expression, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes. He then nodded in agreement, saying, "Alright, then don't just stand here like idiots, come in quickly."
After saying that, he took the lead and walked into the ward.
His steps were steady and powerful, each step making a firm sound, as if leading everyone to a new stage and embarking on an unknown journey.
Knowing that this matter was of great importance, Xia Shuyu specifically instructed the loyal and reliable bodyguard who was by Grandpa Xia's side to stay outside the door and keep watch.
The guard stood tall and straight like a poplar tree, his eyes as firm as a rock, like a loyal guardian of the castle, steadfastly guarding the entrance.
In this way, it can ensure that conversations in the ward will not be overheard by any outsiders, and it can also maintain a relatively quiet and private environment, creating a safe environment for the upcoming communication.
As everyone filed in, the once spacious ward suddenly felt crowded, and an indescribable tension filled the air, as if an invisible string was tightly stretched between everyone's hearts, making people feel a sense of oppression.
Xia Xiong's relentless questioning had instantly created a subtly awkward atmosphere in the room.
No one spoke; they simply followed Xia Xiong's footsteps slowly forward. The sound of their footsteps echoed in the quiet ward, adding to the tension.
At this moment, Xia Jianguo was leaning weakly against the hospital bed. His slightly tired but still sharp eyes were like a sophisticated scanner, scanning the face of everyone present one by one.
Despite his poor health and haggard appearance, his keen insight, honed over many years, allowed him to quickly detect the unusual emotions hidden beneath the seemingly calm surface.
His intuition told him that behind these relatives, there seemed to be a huge, unknown secret, a secret like a giant beast hidden in the depths of darkness, waiting to be unveiled.
Xia Xiong sat quietly on the slightly old wooden chair by the bed, which made a slight creaking sound.
He leaned forward slightly, his eyes like those of a hawk, fixed intently on Xia Wan and Xia Shuyu.
His gaze was sharp and profound, like an incomparably sharp sword that could penetrate the depths of a person's soul and see through all the secrets hidden in their hearts.
That gaze was like a magic key, trying to unlock the tightly locked door in their hearts and explore the truth hidden behind it.