But now Tang Qiqi doesn't want to know what happened before Tang Wei died.
At least I don't want to know now.
It seems that as long as you don't ask, grandma's biological son is still there and the old lady won't have a mental breakdown.
Jiao Gan glanced at Qi Yan and saw that Tang Qiqi had no intention of asking anyone to avoid him, so he spoke, "Mr. Tang gave me some instructions before he left. If you're free tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, give me a call."
After saying this, Jiao Gan turned around and left without staying any longer.
"I want to go see grandma." Tang Qiqi said after retracting his gaze.
"Okay." Qi Yan responded softly and pulled her to Madam Tang's ward.
The person on the hospital bed was sleeping quietly with an IV hanging on the back of his hand.
Tang Qiqi was not surprised at this result at all.
The person most affected by Tang Wei's death was Tang's family, but the one who was most hurt was his grandmother, who had to bury him at her own pace.
The only blood relative the old man had in the world... is gone.
Tang Qiqi didn't know what the old man felt when he heard the news. He only knew that the scene he just saw was just an action he made when his emotions were out of control, just to cover up his broken heart.
"Grandma is fine. She just took a sedative and lay down." Seeing Tang Qiqi's worry, Qi Yan spoke.
"Yeah." Tang Qiqi didn't say much and slowly walked into the old man's ward.
"Seventh Brother..." Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed.
Turning back, he met a pair of bottomless eyes. The boy's handsome brows wrinkled into a ball, "Don't hold it in."
Tang Qiqi forced a smile and said, "I'm fine."
It's just that a hateful person has left this world forever.
He closed his eyes and left, leaving all her hatred buried in his heart.
Looking at the person who was forcing a smile, Qi Yan's heart was hit hard. Before he could say any words of comfort, Tang Qiqi had already pushed his hand away.
This ordinary action caused a hint of panic to flash across the boy's deep eyes.
It seemed as if one day in the future, the person in front of him would push him away and let go like this.
Tang Qiqi stayed by Old Madam Tang's bedside. The old lady woke up several times in the middle of the night, but she said nothing and closed her eyes again.
It was not until dawn outside that Tang Qiqi, at Qi Yan's insistence, lay down on the sofa and took a short rest.
Perhaps because he was too tired, Tang Qiqi fell asleep quickly.
In the dream, a group of doctors surrounded my grandmother’s ward. The sound of the machines was extremely harsh, and the rise and fall of the chest of the person on the bed became weaker and weaker.
From the doctor's nervous rescue at the beginning to the back of him shaking his head helplessly, covering the patient with a white cloth and leaving at the end.
"No! Grandma, don't go!"
Tang Qiqi sat up suddenly, his palms and forehead covered in cold sweat.
When his vision gradually brightened, he found himself still lying on the sofa in the ward, but Qi Yan, who had watched over him until he fell asleep, was no longer by his side. Instead, there was only Old Madam Tang lying on the hospital bed with an IV drip.
Tang Qiqi got off the sofa and walked to the bed. When he got closer, he was surprised to find that the old man had his eyes open. His eyes were slightly red and it was not difficult to tell that he had been awake for a long time.
"Grandma, how are you? Are you feeling unwell?" Tang Qiqi asked in a hoarse voice.
No mention of anything else.
The person on the bed took a long while to respond, "What time is it?"
"It's almost six o'clock. Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."
Tang Qiqi was about to turn around when she was stopped, "I'm not hungry. Come and help me pack my things. It's time to get up at six o'clock."
"Little Candy, the doctor said you should rest now. Where are you going so early?"
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