After hanging up the phone, Meng Hu's hand holding the phone was sweaty, showing that his grandfather's situation made him quite nervous.
He rubbed his hands together and said, "Brother Ye, I'm really sorry, my father has suddenly become critically ill, I have to excuse myself."
His eyes were red as he spoke, and it was clear that he was genuinely worried about the old man.
"Then you should go quickly." Ye Xingchen looked at him and said, "Birth, aging, sickness, and death are all part of life. Don't be too sad."
“I know.” Meng Hu wiped away his tears. “My dad died early, and I grew up with him. Now that he’s leaving, I… can’t hold back my tears.”
This guy's appearance is both funny and pitiful. He looks like a fierce man, but his personality is completely different from his appearance. In addition, he is a filial son.
"How about this, I'll go to the hospital with you, maybe I can help," Ye Xingchen suggested.
"Brother Ye, do you know medicine?" Meng Hu was taken aback.
"Actually, my medical skills are stronger than my cultivation level," Ye Xingchen said, making no exaggeration.
He entered the Dao through medicine, and his medical skills were unparalleled in the world, but he dared not say that his cultivation level was any higher, after all, there were many reclusive old monsters in this world.
Ye Xingchen didn't think that his strength was truly invincible.
"Really, Brother Ye? That's wonderful! If you can help my old man, you'll be my benefactor in a second life." Meng Hu was overjoyed; he was truly glad that his elder brother had chosen the right side.
Without further ado, he pulled Ye Xingchen into the car and headed towards a hospital.
Yunshi Datong Hospital is a private hospital that focuses on providing high-end services.
This place is only open to a tiny group of people at the very top of Yun City. It is equipped with cutting-edge technology and gathers the best experts in Yun City.
Top-tier VIP hospitals are equipped with all sorts of life-saving equipment, and the daily cost can easily reach tens of thousands.
Sometimes people say that birth, aging, illness, and death are the most equal things, but in this place, there is no equality at all.
Because sometimes, wealthy people can indeed buy their lives with money.
Given the status of the Meng family patriarch, it's not unreasonable for him to stay in the most luxurious ward in this place.
When Meng Hu arrived, the hospital was already crowded with people. Among them was a bespectacled man who looked refined and gentle. He was Meng Hu's second uncle, Meng Changyou, and also Meng Lao's only son.
This guy was wearing rimless glasses and looked like a cultured person, which was very different from Meng Hu's burly appearance. If Ye Xingchen hadn't known beforehand, he would never have been able to associate the burly Meng Hu with this bespectacled man.
But the guy's eyes behind his glasses were somewhat sinister, making him look like a effeminate yet ruthless individual.
"Why are you only arriving now?" Upon seeing Meng Hu, Meng Changyou scolded him: "Your grandfather is critically ill and on his last breath. He specifically asked to see you."
"Second Uncle, I'm sorry I'm a little late. I'm going in to see Grandpa." Meng Hu said breathlessly as he led Ye Xingchen inside.
"Wait a minute." Meng Changyou's expression changed slightly as he stared at Ye Xingchen: "Who is this?"
“I… have a friend who knows medicine. I took him in to examine the old man,” Meng Hu said.
"Nonsense! The best experts in Yun City are all gathered here. They all say the old man won't make it through the night. Is your friend more capable than the experts here?" Meng Changyou's face darkened slightly.
"Second Uncle, my brother Ye is no ordinary person," Meng Hu tried to explain.
“That won’t work either. The old man is very ill right now and can’t be disturbed by too many people. Let him wait here.” Meng Changyou glanced at Ye Xingchen.
“Mr. Meng, birth, aging, sickness and death are all part of life, but the old man is in critical condition right now. I feel that as his descendants, we shouldn’t let go of any chance to save him.” Ye Xingchen said, “Do your best and leave the rest to fate. I’ll go in and take a look. Will that be any trouble?”
"Yes, yes, Second Uncle, no matter what, we should do our best." Meng Hu nodded quickly.
Meng Changyou glanced at Ye Xingchen with surprise, his intuition telling him that this person was not simple.
But Ye Xingchen's words left him speechless. Since things had come to this point, if he didn't let Ye Xingchen in, it would seem like he had ulterior motives.
He slowly nodded: "Five minutes. If you can't make it, come out. Your grandfather wants to see you alone."
"Okay, Brother Ye, let's go quickly." Meng Hu was overjoyed and hurriedly led Ye Xingchen inside.
At the far end of the ward, in a treatment room filled with various instruments, an elderly man in his eighties lay on the bed.
This is the renowned Elder Meng, a respected figure in the martial arts world, recognized by the three provinces surrounding Yun City.
Although he came from an extreme background, this Old Man Meng was different from those scoundrels. His status was equivalent to that of the Tang family, and he brought decades of stability to several border provinces.
During this period, there were no large-scale armed conflicts or territorial disputes in the surrounding cities. Moreover, all parties obediently stayed in their own little territory, and the area remained relatively peaceful for decades.
"Grandpa, it's me, Meng Hu. I've come to see you." Meng Hu ran forward and grabbed Grandpa Meng's hand.
Looking at the emaciated old man with withered hands, he couldn't help but shed tears again.
"Grandpa, you were perfectly fine yesterday, eating and sleeping well. How come you're like this today?"
"Tiger?" Old Man Meng opened his eyes. Although his life was almost on its last legs, he still reached out and grabbed Meng Hu when he saw his favorite grandson.
"I'm here, old man. Open your eyes and look at me." Meng Hu grabbed his hand and wiped away his tears.
"Hehe, why are you crying?" Old Meng said with a smile, "Birth, aging, sickness and death are the natural course of life. I've told you so many times, a real man is born in heaven and stands on earth."
"Don't cry so easily."
"I won't cry, Grandpa, I won't cry anymore." Meng Hu wiped away his tears and held his withered hand: "You should rest well, you will definitely get through this."
"I can't make it through." Old Meng shook his head. "What joy is there in living, what sorrow in dying? It's just that I won't be with you anymore. Be careful in everything..."
"This won't do, Grandpa! I'm still so young. You promised to take care of me for the rest of my life. You can't just leave like this." Meng Hu couldn't help but burst into tears again.
"Alright, that's enough." Ye Xingchen kicked Meng Hu: "Any later and the person really won't be saved."
"Ah, Brother Ye? My grandfather can still be saved?" Meng Hu was both surprised and delighted.
"If the King of Hell calls for someone to die at midnight, I can keep them alive until dawn." Ye Xingchen said, "Judging from your old man's appearance, he is destined for longevity. Extending his life by ten years is not a problem."
"Really? That's wonderful." Meng Hu wiped away his tears and held Old Man Meng's hand: "Grandpa, this is my newly recognized elder brother. He's incredibly capable. If he says he can save you, he definitely can."
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