Infrastructure: I Raise Little Ones in Great Qin

As a handicraft blogger, Chu Yuening originally thought she would live a plain and ordinary life. Unexpectedly, a moment of kindness caused her to transmigrate to the Great Qin Dynasty over two tho...

Lantern Festival Special (V) Will Great Grandfather Always Be With Zhao Zhao?

"...Grandpa, there are so many similar people in the world, this isn't necessarily the case..."

"You girl, you're still so stubborn..."

"Grandpa, let's have Yue Ning and Zhao Zhao do a paternity test, so you can feel at ease."

"It's a good opportunity to take you to the hospital for a checkup."

Watching the quarreling grandfather and grandson, Ying Zheng very considerately stepped forward to help them out, and did not forget to care about the old man's health. The concern on his handsome face was extremely sincere.

Chu Yuening's expression relaxed when she heard that. The man's handsome face suddenly became more pleasing to the eye, and the vigilance in his bright eyes also dissipated a little.

If people treat an ordinary old man with respect and kindness, he must not be a vicious person.

Grandpa Chu looked at his steady grandson-in-law with satisfaction, then looked at his granddaughter with a stern face, and imparted his life experience earnestly.

"Xiao Zheng is sensible and understanding, but between husband and wife, not only does one party have to accommodate, but the other also has to make sacrifices, so that they can live in harmony..."

"Oh, I know, I know."

The man I had only met once spoke as if we were about to live together.

Although he was her ideal type, Chu Yuening still found it difficult to accept such a hasty relationship.

Avoiding the man's burning and lingering gaze, she locked the fluttering deer in her heart into a cage, and changed the subject with a casual remark.

"Grandpa, come eat. I'll go pack your ID."

"No, no, Ning'er, you and Xiao Zheng can just take Zhao Zhao to get it checked out. This is just an old problem for me."

Grandpa Chu waved his hand. Time had carved furrows on his old face, which showed his calmness and fearlessness indifferent to life and death.

He has lived for so long in his old age and has lived enough. There is no need to bother with minor illnesses. Serious illnesses are difficult to treat and expensive, and he cannot burden his granddaughter who is still in college.

Chu Yuening frowned at her grandfather's indifferent attitude. She held the wrinkled hand with an extremely determined look on her face.

"No, Grandpa, you have to go to the hospital today."

"Grandpa, are you afraid of trouble? Don't worry, I have an acquaintance at the First Hospital. I've already arranged everything for you. Just go and see the doctor later."

Ying Zheng on the side also frowned. He took out his mobile phone, tapped on it with his slender white fingers for a while, and then advised in a gentle voice.

Ying Zhao learned from the conversation between his father and mother that his great-grandfather was ill. His originally happy little face drooped, and his clear and clean big eyes were full of worry.

He turned around, climbed down from the chair, quickly threw himself into the old man's arms, hugged his arm and rocked it, and persuaded him seriously in his baby voice.

"Grandpa, mother said that if you are sick, you must take medicine properly, otherwise you will feel pain. Zhao Zhao doesn't want Grandpa to feel pain..."

Chu Yuening: Hmm? When did I say that?

Grandpa Chu looked down at the little guy with a face full of concern, his heart softened, and his eyes were full of doting.

He touched the chubby little face and agreed happily.

"Okay, okay, go, go, oh, you are really grandpa's good grandson, sensible and filial..."

"...Grandpa...you are too hypocritical..."

Chu Yuening complained quietly, why did it feel like her family status was about to be lost?

Alas, I can only blame the enemy for being too powerful.

The cute little dumpling nestled in the old man's arms and acted coquettishly. His little mouth seemed to be filled with honey, making the old man laugh heartily.

She gazed quietly at this heartwarming scene, a faint smile unconsciously appearing between her brows.

Ying Zheng lowered his eyes and stared at the woman's soft profile, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and his phoenix eyes were filled with unconscious tenderness and love.

Thanks to Ying Zheng's connections and money, each inspection was completed efficiently and quickly, and all that was left was to wait for the results.

Hospital, VIP lounge.

As time passed, Chu Yuening felt more and more uneasy.

She secretly glanced at the handsome man, bit her red lips, and finally mustered up the courage to step forward and ask.

"Mr. Ying, my grandfather's results haven't come out yet?"

"It should be soon. Don't worry, Yue Ning. Grandpa is a lucky man. God will be on his side. Nothing will happen to him."

"...Thank you, Mr. Ying."

"You're welcome. If you don't mind, you can call me Ying Zheng."

The woman lowered her head and thanked him in a mosquito-like voice. Her delicate earlobes were already crimson, like the purest and most gorgeous ruby.

Ying Zheng's eyes darkened, and his slightly calloused fingers rubbed a few times unconsciously. His previously cold and harsh voice deliberately softened a lot, and his expression became extremely gentle.

Seeing this "horrifying" scene, Secretary Zhao, who rushed over, looked as if he had seen a ghost.

He pinched his arm hard and found that he was not dreaming. He suddenly felt dazed.

About an hour later, the results of the expedited test came out, and a doctor in white walked up to the two of them, his tone a little hurried.

"Mr. Ying, Ms. Chu, the old man has a malignant stomach tumor, but fortunately it is in the early stages."

"What?!"

When Chu Yuening heard the word "tumor", her mind went blank and her whole body trembled unconsciously. Her bright eyes dimmed in an instant and became lifeless.

At this moment, her heart was in a mess, with shock, sadness, pain, regret...intertwined, as if the biting cold wind had frozen her heart, making her a little breathless.

Looking at the staggering woman, Ying Zheng quickly put his arm around her shoulders and helped her sit on the chair. His steady and powerful voice was as reassuring as a mountain.

"Yuening, it's in the early stages and can be cured."

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