The butler arrived quickly and immediately drove to take Lin Xiazhu and the others to the hospital. On the way, the butler secretly glanced at Xiao An in the rearview mirror and thought that he and Bai Shao looked very similar.
He bears a resemblance to the old master in his youth. The butler came to the Bai family ten years ago, so he has never met the eldest young master, Bai Junsong, but has often heard the old master mention him.
The hospital was reached quickly, and Xiao An was the first to get out of the car. He was still a little dazed. To be precise, Grandpa Bai was just a stranger to him, and even though he had collapsed in front of him, he didn't feel much.
Perhaps even Xiao An himself didn't realize that compared to others, he seemed to be more indifferent. Apart from Lin Xiazhu, who could affect his mood, no one else made much difference to him.
A person who is naturally indifferent is not cold-blooded. At least along the way, he has figured some things out and realized that Grandpa Bai is his great-grandfather. Now that he has fallen, he was too calm just now. This is not the reaction a normal junior should have.
He has a rather slow reaction time, and he was showing signs of anxiety at this moment, but he still looked calm on the surface. If you weren't familiar with him, you wouldn't be able to tell that he had any emotional changes.
He simply quickened his pace to get out of the car, his usually calm peach blossom eyes becoming even darker, his thin lips pressed tightly together. After getting out of the car, he didn't rush into the hospital immediately, but turned around and waited for Lin Xiazhu to get out of the car before tightly grasping her hand.
"Don't worry, everything will be alright," Lin Xiazhu comforted softly.
"Yeah, I just feel uncomfortable, really uncomfortable." Xiao An looked at her with a helpless expression.
Xiao An was actually worried about Grandpa Bai, but he wasn't good at expressing his feelings.
The group arrived at the operating room door, where Old Master Bai was already undergoing emergency treatment. Bai Zhengping paced back and forth, his face extremely grave, as the doctor had issued several critical condition notices for the old man.
Bai Junbai stood motionless at the operating room door, his face tense, his eyelids lowered, and his lips pursed. His profile resembled Xiao An's when he was silent.
Hearing footsteps, they looked over, and Bai Zhengping called out somewhat dejectedly, "Xiao An."
Xiao An opened her mouth, but realized she couldn't bring herself to say "Grandpa," so she decided not to force herself. "Great-Grandpa..."
He uttered the words "great-grandfather" without any difficulty, but then he got stuck and didn't know how to say it.
Ask him how he is?
Are you alright?
Isn't that obvious? The person is still being treated, and no one can guarantee whether they'll recover or not.
"Don't worry, just leave everything to the doctor," Bai Zhengping comforted him in a low voice.
Bai Junbai: "..." If we don't hand it over to the doctor, won't others be even more helpless?
I always felt that his dad sometimes talked a lot of nonsense.
Bai Zhengping: Dare to say what's on your mind out loud, or I'll beat you to death.
Half an hour later, the operating room door opened from the inside, and the doctor came out with a smile, saying, "Don't worry, he's fine now. Old Master Bai was just too emotional. Remember not to upset him in the future, and never be too happy or sad."
The doctor who spoke was a middle-aged man in his early forties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He was well-mannered, born into a wealthy family, and had always had a good relationship with the Bai family. They were acquaintances, so he spoke quite casually.
That same evening, Mr. Bai was discharged from the hospital. He woke up around 8 p.m. and insisted on going home. No one could persuade him otherwise, and even when the hospital staff tried to talk him out, they were scolded.
“You unfilial descendants, you won’t let me go home, are you trying to make me die in the hospital? I don’t have many days left to live, I just want to stay at home, I want to go home.”
Old Master Bai is getting old and his physical strength is not as good as before, but his temper hasn't changed at all. He's still stubborn and doesn't get along with his word.
At this moment, he glared angrily at everyone, only showing a gentle smile to Xiao An, saying, "Jun Song, quickly help Grandpa up and take Grandpa home."
No matter how people explain it, Xiao An is not Jun Song, he is Jun Song's son and his great-grandson, but Grandpa Bai insists on his idea that Xiao An is the eldest grandson he has been searching for for more than 20 years, and now he has returned.
Bai Zhengping was exhausted. Before Xiao An returned, he told the old man that he had found Jun Song's child but not Jun Song. At that time, the old man nodded seriously, indicating that he knew.
So that's how he knew. Watching him slowly pull Xiao An out of the ward with his hunched back, Bai Zhengping felt a pang of sadness.
After Grandpa Bai and Xiao An got into the car, Bai Zhengping went to find the doctor and told him that he had mistaken Xiao An for Xiao An. "Grandpa, is your memory confused?"
"These are symptoms of Alzheimer's disease. The old man is getting on in years, and it's hard to avoid this. He's ninety-eight this year, right? Let him be happy and try to go along with him." The doctor adjusted his glasses.
Bai Junbo stood outside the door, listening intently to every word the doctor said, and then walked away with a heavy heart.
On the bus, Xiao An quietly gazed out the window, listening to the old man's frail, rambling voice, reminiscing about the past. From his fragmented narration, Xiao An could roughly guess what had happened back then.
The fact that the old man couldn't take his eldest grandson abroad with him back then was like a thorn deeply embedded in his heart. He spent the rest of his life in regret and remorse, constantly blaming himself.
“…Jun Song, where did they take you? Grandpa wants to find you…Grandpa is useless, he could only escape abroad by himself. You have suffered all these years, but now everything is alright, everything is alright, Grandpa will give you whatever you want.”
“If you don’t want to study abroad, then stay in Beijing. Going to Peking University is the same. Half of the family company will be yours. Your mother gave birth to another baby brother. Junbai is nothing like you. He’s not as well-behaved or sensible as you…”
Before they knew it, the car had stopped. Bai Yang got out, walked around, opened the car door, and tried to help the old man out. The old man glared at him, clearly annoyed that he had been interrupted.
"Great-Grandpa, we're home. It's time to get off the bus," Xiao An said softly.
“Jun Song is my grandfather, not my great-grandfather. How could you forget again?” The old man got out of the car shakily. Bai Yang tried to help him into the wheelchair, but he refused and instead tried to take Xiao An’s hand and walk away.
They talked all the way home late at night. Being old, his physical strength was already failing. After returning to his room, he quickly fell asleep with Xiao An's comforting words.
Lin Xiazhu and Bai Junbai, father and son, were waiting in the living room. When they saw Xiao An come out, they all breathed a sigh of relief. They had finally managed to calm the old man down.
A silence fell over the living room; no one spoke for a moment, unsure of where to begin.
"Send someone to bring my adoptive father's daughter to the capital tomorrow. She's not doing well living alone at her uncle's house," Xiao An broke the silence.
"Okay, I'll make the arrangements in a bit. Xiao An, please tell me the address and details," Bai Junbai said.
"Room XX, Building XX, XX Community, Fengcheng. Gu Yan, thirteen years old this year. Uncle: Gu Changjun. Aunt: Wang Ling."
Lin Xiazhu lowered her eyelids, her mind focused on only one thing: when did Xiao An regain her memories?
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