Chapter 213: Talking about the old man's passing
Xu Yihuan had already stepped one foot onto the stairs.
The next second, a familiar face inexplicably flashed through Xu Yihuan's mind.
My heart tightened, but I still withdrew.
"Mom, I suddenly remembered that I still have some things to take care of. I'll go in a couple of days."
"Or if there's no other way, I won't go this time."
Xu Yihuan felt a strong urge to stay, as if leaving this time would completely change something.
And this is probably not the outcome she wanted to see.
After saying this, Xu Yihuan turned and left without waiting for Pei Yi'an to react.
"Hey!" Pei Yi'an called out as she watched Xu Yihuan's retreating figure, but she didn't move.
This exchange opportunity wasn't given to Xu Yihuan alone; Pei Yi'an also had a few people with him, and he couldn't just abandon them.
So he could only watch helplessly as Xu Yihuan disappeared from his sight.
Xu Yihuan left the airport, hailed a taxi at random, and decided to go back to school first since she didn't know where to go.
Kyoto University's location makes it easy to get close to anywhere.
Xu Yihuan got into a taxi and finally had a chance to catch her breath. She called Tan Zhixu back.
After two beeps, the robot's voice came through the phone.
The number you dialed is currently switched off. Please try again later...
Xu Yihuan pursed her lips, her unease growing stronger.
Xu Yihuan opened Lu Anlan's phone number, hesitated for a long time, and then pressed dial.
The phone rang for more than thirty seconds before it was answered.
There was a lot of noise coming from Lu Anlan's side; I didn't know where it was.
"What's wrong, Huanhuan?"
His voice also became very serious, unlike how Lu Anlan usually spoke.
Xu Yihuan pursed her lips, suppressing her wildly beating heart, and asked, "Do you know where Tan Zhixu is?"
The voice on the other end of the phone fell silent.
Xu Yihuan felt like an eternity had passed before she heard Lu Anlan's voice on her phone again.
"Huanhuan, my grandpa has passed away, and I'm on my way to the hospital."
"Tan Zhixu, he should have passed away a long time ago."
Lu Anlan's voice suddenly became very soft, and Xu Yihuan's eyes immediately welled up with tears upon hearing this.
When did this happen?
"He was admitted to the emergency room a few hours ago, but they couldn't save him."
A single, casual remark can determine a person's life or death.
Xu Yihuan suddenly felt as if something was blocking her throat, and the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat, preventing her from speaking.
"Huanhuan, at the First Affiliated Hospital of Peking University School of Medicine, Huanhuan, you should go there quickly."
With her keen intuition, how could Lu Anlan not know what Xu Yihuan was trying to do by asking that question at this moment?
After saying that, Lu Anlan hung up the phone first, and she was on her way to the hospital.
Xu Yihuan stared blankly at her phone for a while.
He immediately turned to the driver and told him he wanted to go to the First Municipal Hospital.
The driver glanced at Xu Yihuan in the rearview mirror.
His boredom started again in an instant.
"Little girl, is your family member sick?"
Xu Yihuan didn't speak, her gaze fixed on the window.
Tan Zhixu's grandfather was probably the closest relative to him. I imagine Tan Zhixu must be very sad that his grandfather has passed away.
Even after the breakup, just thinking about Tan Zhixu's red-eyed and distressed appearance made Xu Yihuan's heart ache as well.
Seeing that Xu Yihuan was ignoring him, the driver felt embarrassed to speak further and could only shut up and continue driving attentively.
...
After five hours of emergency treatment, Mr. Tan was finally pronounced dead.
It is said that he was taken to the emergency room by ambulance at six o'clock this morning and resuscitation efforts began, but he was pronounced dead at around eleven o'clock.
Mr. Tan's body was moved from the emergency room to a regular ward.
The ward was very noisy, mostly because of ongoing inheritance disputes.
Mr. Tan had long known this day would come, so after having his assets notarized by a lawyer, he gave most of them to Tan Zhixu, his closest and favorite person.
And most people probably guessed that this would be the outcome, so they mostly complained that the old man had concealed his health condition.
He pretended to be in good health, making them think that these things were not urgent. Little did they know that this old man had already secretly arranged everything.
The inheritance has already been arranged.
Old Master Tan still has quite a few projects that they can share among.
If we could get our hands on the projects that Mr. Tan was working on before his death, especially the one in the new district, since the law was enacted, everyone has been extremely envious of the projects in the new district.
Doing business there is unlikely to result in losses. Even if you do lose money, the government will provide subsidies to cover it. However, the market there has already been completely divided up by those with inside information.
They can only try to snatch things from other people's mouths.
The entire ward was noisier than a vegetable market.
Tan Zhixu sat wearily on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at the body of Old Master Tan.
He lay quietly on the hospital bed, his body still retaining a little warmth, his face drained of color, and his eyes closed peacefully.
With his eyes closed, the solemn old man became nothing more than a quiet and peaceful old man.
Yet this same person was clearly frantic about my departure just two days ago, and just a week ago was urging me to have a baby...
Tan Zhixu's eyes involuntarily reddened, and he reached out to tuck the blanket around Old Master Tan, as if he were still sleeping.
Xu Yihuan ran in from outside and this is what she saw.
My heart ached instantly.
He ran up to Tan Zhixu and reached out to hug Tan Zhixu's head.
I gently patted his back.
"It's okay, I'm here."
Tan Zhixu didn't speak, but simply reached out and wrapped his arms around Xu Yihuan's waist, sobbing silently in her embrace.
Everyone was arguing heatedly over a small amount of profit, and even when Xu Yihuan came in, no one noticed, or perhaps they did notice but didn't care.
Xu Yihuan didn't know how long Tan Zhixu had been crying, but she felt that the front of her clothes was soaked with Tan Zhixu's tears.
She could only soothe Tan Zhixu by gently patting his hair.
This noisy scene didn't last long, because soon Tan Wenye and Tan Zhixu's aunt, Tan Zhaoyan, walked in.
Tan Wenye is senior and well-connected; he can quiet the ward down with just a few words.
After figuring out what they were discussing, Tan Wenye frowned.
"This matter will naturally be handled according to the old man's own arrangements."
“Ah Xu is still young, how would he understand these things? If we don’t help him, wouldn’t we be watching the Tan family decline?” Uncle Tan was the most enthusiastic about this kind of thing.
"The group employs so many people, they're not just sitting around doing nothing," Tan Wenye said coldly. "Alright, that's enough. Let's leave this matter to A-Xu for now. If it really doesn't work out, we'll plan the next step."
Everyone looked resentful, but no one dared to say anything more.
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