After getting a haircut, shaving his beard thoroughly, and changing into a suit, Nie Jiajun became the Hong Kong's richest young master, the one reporters would chase after to photograph when he stood next to Chen Rou.
He had been away for over a month, so of course he had to go see his grandfather, and Chen Rou took A Yuan with her.
For a little one, just wearing a hat and a mask is fine.
After getting out of the car, Nie Jiajun went ahead to deal with the media who were waiting there, allowing them to take pictures. Chen Rou and A Yuan went upstairs first.
As for whether Nie Rong is dead, he is not. He is conscious. If someone touches him or calls him, he will open his eyes and respond. But if you say he is alive, he has become unrecognizable and is a skeleton.
Nie Jiajun was, after all, the eldest grandson of the legitimate wife. On the day of his birth, Nie Rong had given out red envelopes to the whole company to celebrate. Upon hearing his voice, Nie Rong reached out to pull him, opened his mouth, and a stench hit Nie Jiajun's face.
He said one word, very clearly: "Pain!"
Nie Jiajun asked, "Grandpa, where does it hurt? Let me rub it for you?"
But just as he was about to reach out, Chen Rou stopped him, saying, "No, his skin is too delicate, you can't rub it."
Nie Jiajun said, "We can't let him keep in pain and have the doctor apply medicine."
He then said to Nie Rong, "Grandpa, wait here, I'll go and call the doctor to apply the medicine for you."
But Nie Rong shook his head with all his might: "Stop...the medicine!"
Nie Jiajun was stunned for a while before he came to his senses. He took Nie Rong's hand and said, "Grandpa, we will cure you no matter how much money it costs. You can't give up. Focus on your treatment, and you will get better."
Nie Rong suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Nie Jiajun, and after a long while, said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."
Nie Jiajun smiled and said, "That's right. I've already started writing my graduation thesis. When I graduate, we'll go to Colorado together. You have to attend my graduation ceremony, and then... you must stay strong."
Hearing his grandson's description, Nie Rong's eyes lit up, but Nie Jiajun had only tucked him in when he was already choking from the pain, his eyes fixed straight ahead. After a long while, he finally managed to exhale a breath: "It hurts!"
Wealth and longevity are the eternal pursuits of humankind.
Nie Rong had only been bedridden for a little over half a year, which was nothing. Chen Rou remembered seeing news reports in her previous life that after the gambling king of Macau fell ill, he lay in bed for a full eleven years, and he had received countless injections of heart stimulants and brain-boosting drugs.
With modern medicine, it's quite easy to extend someone's life if you have the money.
However, towards the end of life, there are always some pains that cannot be stopped by medication. Because of the pain, Nie Rong wanted the doctor to stop the medication and wanted to die. But the pain of a person lies in the fact that the will to live is natural. So when the pain is slightly less, Nie Rong will have the will to live again and want to continue living. But if he lies like this, how can he have any quality of life?
Chen Rou felt that she should have a proper talk with A Yuan when he was a little older.
Let her die when she's supposed to, but don't spend a lot of money on her. If you make her unable to live or die, then she's neither alive nor truly dead.
Dean Wu was outside the ward. When he saw Nie Jiajun come out, he shook hands with him and said, "Young Master."
Nie Jiajun asked, "What exactly happened? There must be a cause. It's been so long, how did you diagnose it?"
Dean Wu looked at Chen Rou and smiled somewhat awkwardly: "Chairman Nie and his wife ask this question every day, but I'm sorry, we can only call it a complex complication, because looking at each organ individually, there are no major problems."
Nie Jiajun sighed and said, "If this continues, we will consider going to Mingde."
Dean Wu smiled wryly: "But several experts from Mingde Hospital are coming over every other day to consult on the old man's case."
The best medical care in all of Asia is in Hong Kong. The best experts in Hong Kong consulted with Nie Rong. What can be done if he cannot be cured?
They went out and picked up A-Yuan, then went to the basement together and got in the car.
Nie Jiajun suddenly said, "Xiniang must have read the newspaper about my grandfather's illness. I think we should err on the side of caution and not believe it's not true. Otherwise, what if we do what the newspaper says and perform a ritual for him?"
Chen Rou hadn't seen anything about Nie Rong in the newspaper, so she was naturally curious when Nie Jiajun said this: "What did the newspaper say?"
Nie Jiajun got into the car, thought for a moment, and then understood: "I guess the newspapers in Hong Kong didn't mention it, but the newspapers in Taiwan did. According to them, it's very likely... could it be my grandmother's ghost causing trouble?"
The truth will out eventually, so even though Nie Zhao in Hong Kong tried to suppress the news about the things unearthed under the Nie's International building, it was still published in newspapers in Taiwan and Macau.
According to various so-called sorcerers, Nie Rong's illness was caused by Han Yuzhu seeking his life.
However, Chen Rou didn't think so. She said, "Jiajun, the land for Nie's International was bought by your grandmother. All of Nie's properties in Hong Kong are still under development within the area designated by your grandmother. She was a very magnanimous woman. Even if she has passed away, if there are ghosts, she won't haunt your grandfather. She will only... stay away from him."
Nie Jiajun had never met his grandmother, nor did he know anything about Han Yuzhu's character.
However, he said, "But I always feel that my grandma wouldn't be as carefree as you, able to just leave whenever she wants. She would probably be like Sister Ahan, you know, my Sister Ahan is content with love and would rather live in a subdivided flat with someone."
Chen Rou corrected Nie Jiajun: "Please, your sister Han lives in a two-bedroom apartment, not a subdivided flat."
But in Nie Jiajun's view, any place other than their home is considered a subdivided flat.
Moreover, his grandfather's illness is so strange. So many doctors couldn't cure it. What if it's haunted by an evil spirit?
If it wasn't his grandmother Han Yuzhu, then who could it be, and should a ritual be performed?
After leaving the hospital, A-Yuan suddenly clapped his hands and made "muamuamua" noises. Nie Jiajun asked, "Do you have something to say?"
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