Chapter 111 Many Things I Want to Eat
Not long after, Grandma came to the ward with Lao Song.
Grandma's complexion had been bad before, and now she must have learned more details about Lu Yanchuan's injuries from Old Song.
His expression turned even uglier.
"Alright..." Lu Yanchuan said weakly, "You... don't be angry anymore, I'm... much better now."
Grandma glanced at Shen Li and said, "Since Shen Li already knows most of the things, I won't hide anything from her."
"This incident is mostly because Lao Lu's condition is getting worse," Grandma said, gesturing with her chin towards Lao Song.
He continued, "I came here not only to let Lao Song know about your situation, but also to let him know about Lao Lu's situation."
Old Song nodded in agreement. "I asked a few old classmates and students to get a general understanding of Lu Yuanqing's situation."
"His prostate cancer has recurred and metastasized to his bones. There is little chance of a cure. He is currently receiving palliative care. Conservatively, his survival time is estimated to be around 3-6 months."
Lu Yanchuan was already aware of everything Lao Song had said.
Grandma sighed. "So, it's about the will, right?"
"Mm." Lu Yanchuan nodded gently.
Shen Li didn't speak, but looked at Lu Yanchuan. From his expression, she could see the things she already knew.
Very calm, with a kind of... resigned indifference.
If Grandpa Lu only has 3-6 months left to live, it is very likely that he will not be conscious for the last month or two due to his condition.
If that's the case, the time left for the old man to make changes to his will regarding the distribution of his estate is running out.
That's why they got anxious.
This accident is likely due to that reason.
Grandma said softly, "Never mind, I won't go back to Haicheng for now."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yanchuan couldn't help but chuckle, but the laughter aggravated his injuries, causing him to furrow his brow again.
After a moment, she smiled and said to her grandmother, "What...? You want to... wait until Grandpa... leaves before you... go back?"
Grandma frowned and glared at him, probably not expecting to be so explicit in front of Old Song.
But she didn't refute Lu Yanchuan's words, which was probably what she meant.
“There’s no need… You should go back to Haicheng, you don’t need to get involved in this,” Lu Yanchuan said.
He was probably in too much pain to speak, so he took out his phone and typed a couple of sentences on the screen.
Then the phone's smart reader read aloud the two sentences he typed.
"I just wasn't on guard this time. It won't happen again. I can handle it myself. Don't linger here and cause me any more trouble."
Before his grandmother could answer, Lu Yanchuan typed out his next sentence.
The AI-powered narrator continued, "Besides, Old Song doesn't feel comfortable staying here either."
Grandma's brow was still furrowed.
Old Song smiled silently, appearing completely unconcerned and without any temper.
“I’ll wait until you’re feeling better before we talk. How can I go back in the state you are in?” Grandma said.
Lu Yanchuan did not refuse and nodded.
Lu Yanchuan asked his secretary to come over and arrange accommodations for his grandmother and Lao Song.
He had originally thought that he might as well let his grandmother and Lao Song move into the villa first.
However, Lu Yanchuan dismissed the idea after only a short time in his mind.
It was only with great difficulty that we managed to get Shen Li to agree to move back to the villa. If we let Grandma and Lao Song move there too...
Who knows if she'll feel uncomfortable?
If Shen Li feels uncomfortable and moves back to that studio...
Just thinking about it made Lu Yanchuan feel even more pain in his wound.
So we didn't bring up the idea of letting Grandma and Lao Song move into the villa.
Before leaving, Grandma didn't forget to reach out and poke Lu Yanchuan's forehead, saying, "You naughty boy, you only ever make me worry."
Lu Yanchuan smiled but didn't say anything.
"I'll go back when you're feeling better, so your mother won't keep coming to cause trouble for no reason these days," Grandma said.
Hearing her grandmother's words, Shen Li was stunned.
Zhu Qinghui would certainly not cause trouble for Lu Yanchuan; she would only cause trouble for her.
Grandma did it for her.
Shen Li blinked, her eyes sparkling as she looked at her grandmother.
After Grandma and Old Song left, Lu Yanchuan sighed softly.
Shen Li looked at him and asked, "Are you alright? Do you want to rest a little longer?"
She didn't know how long Lu Yanchuan had slept; he was likely woken up not long afterward.
I was already suffering from sleep deprivation due to my injury.
Shen Li couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"It's nothing," Lu Yanchuan said, looking at her.
His gaze even seemed somewhat gentle.
This made Shen Li feel a little uncomfortable. She avoided her gaze and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to eat today?"
Lu Yanchuan wanted to eat a lot.
I want to eat her.
I still want to eat everything she makes.
I want to make up for all the things I missed in the past.
However, thinking about how she was also injured, and how she had previously suffered from such a dangerous illness and such severe injuries, made me realize that she was also injured.
He remained calm and nonchalant, saying he would go back and cook for him as if nothing had happened.
Lu Yanchuan felt as if a fine needle had been used to prick his heart; the sensation was not pleasant.
That feeling must be...heartache.
Lu Yanchuan shook his head slightly and reached out his hand to her.
Shen Li looked at his outstretched palm, hesitated for only a moment, and then placed her hand in his palm.
“No need… I’ll have my secretary… buy some,” Lu Yanchuan said. “You yourself… are also injured, so take good care of yourself.”
Although Shen Li didn't say anything after hearing this, he obediently nodded.
The two ended up staying in the same hospital room.
Shen Li felt that, to say she was at ease... she was quite uncomfortable.
But if you're asking if she felt uncomfortable... she just did whatever she wanted, and seemed quite at ease.
Lu Yanchuan was much more relaxed; he seemed to be sleeping better, although he was still in considerable pain.
But it's already much better.
The next day, when the medical staff came to change Lu Yanchuan's dressing, Lu Yanchuan finally felt a little uncomfortable.
Lu Yanchuan recalled that back in Lancheng, Shen Li mistakenly thought he was seriously injured and in bad condition.
His face was deathly pale, and his fingers were trembling.
So he glanced at Shen Li to the side and whispered, "Shen Li... don't look."
Shen Li also wanted to look away, but her gaze seemed to be out of control, firmly fixed on every movement of the doctor changing the dressing.
I saw the doctor remove the gauze, revealing the wound where the drainage tube had been inserted into my chest cavity.
With just one glance, Shen Li's tears were about to fall, and her vision was blurred by tears almost instantly.
She abruptly looked away, took two deep breaths, and barely managed to calm herself down.
Lu Yanchuan wanted to comfort her, but soon he couldn't.
When caring for the drainage tube wound, Lu Yanchuan's face was completely bloodless, and his lips were pressed tightly together.
Shen Li noticed that his eyes seemed to be twitching, clearly indicating that he was in severe pain.
Shen Li suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand.
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