After hearing this, Su Yang roughly understood the reason.
After saying a lot in one breath, Zhuang Changyun felt a little tired, but it seemed that he had not finished speaking yet.
After pausing for about ten seconds, he tilted his head and looked at Zhuang Yong who was standing behind Su Yang and said, "Dayong, you come."
Hearing the call, Zhuang Yong immediately walked to the bed and sat down, "Dad, you say."
"You heard what I just said. You should understand what I mean, right?"
Zhuang Yong naturally understood what his father meant. He said, "I understand."
"That's good. Please take good care of Xiao Su and his family in the future. Because his grandfather is the only one who can live to this day and have our Zhuang family, so before I die, I have to take care of his descendants."
"Dad, I understand all this! Stop talking and take a rest." Zhuang Yong held Zhuang Changyun's hand and said with concern.
"Ah, I know my own body well. It's run out of energy. I'm like a kite with a broken string, about to fall to the ground."
Hearing this, Zhuang Mengli couldn't hold back her tears. She leaned forward and hugged Zhuang Changyun, shouting, "Grandpa! No, you will be fine! I won't let anything happen to you!"
"Mengmeng, it's okay. Everyone will die eventually! Everyone has to go through life and death. It's okay."
"No!! Wuuuuu!!" Zhuang Mengli buried her head in Zhuang Changyun's chest and cried.
"Mr. Guan, please... help me a little longer!" Zhuang Yong turned and looked at Guan Tianya, who was sitting not far away with his eyes closed, and pleaded.
Guan Tianya slowly opened his eyes and shook his head slightly: "If I had a way, I would do my best to save Lao Zhuang without you telling me."
"He's not just your father, he's also my good friend. But I'm not a skilled doctor. His illness is deep-rooted, mostly from years of accumulated ailments. I'm really powerless to help."
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