They rushed to the hospital.

Seeing my grandson, son, and nephew become disabled, I felt like the sky had fallen.

Fang Shuning almost fainted from crying while holding her son.

Grandpa Peng looks several years older.

Peng Fengyuan, who was quite old, broke down in tears.

Peng Fengyi had tears in his eyes and didn't know how to comfort him.

Juliet's eyes reddened as she held her terrified son and whispered a few words of comfort.

The entire ward was filled with the sound of crying.

Peng Qibo, who had fallen asleep after taking his medicine, was woken up.

Seeing his loved ones in front of him, he couldn't help but feel his eyes well up with tears.

"My son, my Bo'er..."

When Fang Shuning saw that the person was awake, she screamed again, "Why weren't you more careful? You're trying to kill me..."

"Mom, I was able to escape with my life because someone saved me."

Despite his injuries, Peng Qibo retorted softly, "If someone hadn't saved me, I wouldn't be here."

Fang Shuning burst into tears again, "I told you you shouldn't have gone to the army. If you hadn't gone to the army, you wouldn't be on the battlefield..."

"Enough!"

Hearing her increasingly nonsensical remarks, Old Master Peng couldn't help but scold her, "What nonsense are you spouting? If you're out of your mind, go back home."

"I... Waaaaah..."

Fang Shuning lay on the hospital bed and wept bitterly.

Having just finished crying, Peng Fengyuan composed himself and pulled his wife into his arms.

He patted her on the back and looked at his son with tears in his eyes.

At this moment.

His throat felt like it was blocked by something, and he couldn't say a word.

"As long as people are alive, that's enough."

Grandpa Peng wiped away the tears on his face. "We won't ask for anything else. We'll just live our lives as a family from now on."

"Grandpa, it's my fault for being unfilial."

Peng Qibo forced a stiff smile, "I've disappointed Grandpa."

"Don't be silly."

Old Master Peng felt a pang of pain in his heart again.

This is the successor he carefully cultivated.

And so it was destroyed on the battlefield.

He knew he couldn't resent anyone; all he felt was heartache and resentment.

Trying to control her emotions, she comforted him, saying, "You're lucky to be back. Compared to those who fell on the battlefield, we are content."

“Bo’er, your grandfather is right.”

Peng Fengyuan took a deep breath and said in a nasal voice, "Now that you're back, let's live a good life together."

"Qibo, as long as our family can be reunited, that's more important than anything else."

"Yes, Qibo, our family is living a happy and harmonious life together."

Peng Fengyi and Zhu Lishan, a married couple, took turns offering their advice.

No matter how heartbroken and unwilling they were, the Peng family had no choice but to accept this fact.

Peng Qibo's injuries need time to heal, so he can only be discharged from the hospital and go home to recuperate.

Back home.

He discovered that his father and second uncle had separated their household.

Needless to say, something must have happened that he was unaware of.

He couldn't ask questions when his parents were home.

Until a week later.

Parents who are on leave need to go back to work.

When his grandfather came to visit him again, he couldn't help but ask.

"It was my idea to separate the family."

Grandpa Peng's expression was somewhat complicated. "Actually, it also has something to do with Jingyu."