"You should tell me! I'm thinking about your mother all the time. Why isn't she awake yet? My dear wife, my dear wife, I've come to see you. Please wake up! How can I live without you!" Old Guan slapped his thigh and wailed.

The host quickly came over, "Sir, your wife is still in the intensive care unit, would you like to go and see her?"

"My dear wife, I've come to see you! Take me there quickly!" Old Guan wiped his eyes, and tears streamed down his face. The camera zoomed in for a close-up.

Outside the intensive care unit, Old Man Guan leaned against the window, looking at the old woman inside covered in tubes. He felt an immense sense of satisfaction; they wanted to kill him, but he had sent them downstairs first.

His face was all wrinkled, his eyes were red, and tears were falling in a steady stream.

"Xiaoyu, push me to the doctor. No matter how much it costs, I want my husband to wake up. She's suffering so much lying here. It breaks my heart!"

Xiaoyu... let's all have some fun together.

The attending physician explained the old lady's condition to Mr. Guan in detail. Due to the long delay on the day of the injury, she suffered extensive intracranial hemorrhage. After the surgery, her life was saved, but she would not wake up and would most likely become a vegetable.

After hearing this, Old Man Guan tilted his head and closed his eyes tightly.

Xiaoyu… didn’t give any signals at all. “Master, Master, what’s wrong? Wake up, Master!”

The doctor immediately provided emergency treatment.

Zhou Changshun was completely stunned by the chaos before him. How could the old man have fainted? He knew they were trying to harm him, yet he still had such deep feelings for his mother.

No way, it must be an act. This old man wishes his mother were dead and wouldn't give her a single penny.

After all that commotion, Old Man Guan opened his eyes and let out a long sigh. "My dear wife, how am I supposed to live like this! You're just lying there like that, I don't want to live anymore!"

Old Guan patted the hospital bed, his voice rising and falling, in a rhythmic cadence, whether he was crying or singing.

"Grandpa, don't be sad. Grandma is still here. Maybe a miracle will happen and she'll wake up. You must take good care of yourself. Grandma has taken care of you for so many years, she must also want you to live well." Xiaoyu wiped away her tears and comforted him.

"Sir, medicine is advancing. As long as the old lady is still alive, there is hope," the host advised.

Tears streamed down Old Man Guan's face. "My life has been so hard. Xiaoyu's grandmother didn't have a good life with me; she passed away early. My son was sickly, and because of my bad class background, I couldn't afford medical treatment for him back then. I just watched him die."

I lost my wife in my youth and my son in middle age. I didn't even dare to cry, afraid of being labeled again. I begged for food, scavenged for scraps, and rummaged through garbage dumps to raise my granddaughter. Finally, the world improved a bit, and I thought I couldn't let my child suffer. Luckily, I met some good people who allowed my granddaughter to go to school.

I finally met a loving and caring partner, but now that I'm old, they're lying there. My life has been more bitter than bitter herbs; what a fate! I don't care if they wanted anything from me; whatever they wanted, I just wanted someone to be with me!

The doctors and nurses in the ward had tears in their eyes. This old man had such a hard life. He knew that the old woman was scheming against him, but he was willing to be schemed against, just wanting to get that little bit of warmth from his family.

The host wiped his eyes and said, "Grandpa, you still have a granddaughter. She's a filial daughter, and things will get better for you."