The relatives around them were swayed by Qiao Yimo's words. Gu Jingchen heard them talking about Su Ning's filial impiety, so he went in to interrupt Su Xincheng and Old Master Su. He said in a cold voice.

These two words were said to these gossiping relatives, and also to Qiao Yimo.

"Brother Chen!"

Qiao Yimo felt extremely wronged. Her tears had no effect on Gu Jingchen. When she saw Su Ning going to open the ward door, she tried to stop her, but Gu Jingchen, who was still angry, pushed her away again.

Gu Jingchen stared coldly at Qiao Yimo. If Qiao Yimo weren't a woman, he would have slapped her when she said those words.

Gu Jingchen was blocking Qiao Yimo over there. Su Ning had already reached the door of the ward. She raised her hand but couldn't touch the door lock. Just as she was about to ask Ya Ya to come and help, a man's big hand reached out first.

Su Ning thought it was Gu Jingchen, but when she looked up, she saw a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Go inside quickly."

The man, in his forties, had a gentle face full of anxiety. He opened the door for Su Ning and then followed her inside.

Su Ning thought he looked familiar, but didn't bother to ask who he was. Anyone who could enter this ward must know her grandfather.

The crying coming from inside the ward was even clearer, and the middle-aged man quickly pushed Su Ning inside.

"Will you just listen to me this once?"

On the bed, the old man spoke with all his might.

Su Xincheng did not answer, but held the old man's hand and cried sadly.

Qiao Zhentian stood to the side wiping away tears.

When they heard the noise, they turned around and saw Su Ning and the middle-aged man, and they were both stunned.

It wasn't that Su Ning was surprised to come; it was the arrival of the middle-aged men, especially Qiao Zhentian, that was surprising.

"Ningning, you're here."

The old man saw Su Ning and said weakly.

Su Ning pushed the wheelchair over. When she saw the old man, who was so thin and whose eyes had become dull and empty, her heart ached and tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Grandpa!"

Grandpa Su didn't reply. He smiled at Su Ning, then looked at the middle-aged man at the foot of the bed.

“Feng’er has come too.”

He thought of something, turned to look at Su Xincheng who was crying, and said slowly in a calm voice, "Just one more..."

"All done."

"Dad." Su Xincheng understood this sentence and said urgently, "If you want to see him, I will bring him here."

"It's too late."

Grandpa Su's voice became very slow. Seeing him like this, Su Xincheng felt even more pain in her heart. Just as she was about to say something, Grandpa Su's eyes slowly closed, and Su Xincheng felt the hand she was holding growing colder and colder.

She was stunned, then realized why.

Tears welled up in her eyes again. Qiao Zhentian stepped forward and said gently to Su Xincheng, "Xincheng, Dad is gone."

He then burst into tears.

Su Xincheng still held the old man's hand, sobbing sadly, "I'm sorry, I've let you down."

"Grandpa!"

Sitting in her wheelchair, Su Ning watched as the old man breathed his last. She called out softly, then turned her head and heard Su Xincheng crying loudly. She wanted to say something, but in the end, she said nothing. She turned around and pushed her wheelchair towards the door herself.

The atmosphere in the ward was too sad and too oppressive; she didn't like it.

The people outside also heard the commotion inside. They wanted to rush in, but Gu Jingchen blocked their way, so they didn't dare to go forward.

When Su Ning came out, Gu Jingchen saw her with red eyes, but he didn't say anything. He went over and pushed her to the side.

Qiao Yimo rushed in, crying and calling out, "Grandpa, Grandpa."