"Did he just call out twice?" Gao Hongfei muttered to himself, gave a bitter laugh, and then turned to look at Gao Han and Gao Lianzhou, father and son, who were each lost in their own thoughts, and said, "I want to stay here alone with the old man for a while. You two go back first."
"Okay." Gao Han and Gao Lianzhou agreed and left together.
Gao Hongfei sat alone by Gao Mingcheng's bedside, remaining silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "I always thought that only your mother was the one and most important person in your heart, and that no one else could possibly stir any emotion in you. Now it seems I was wrong. It turns out there is another person in your heart, whose importance is comparable to your mother's. Just a few words from her can evoke such a strong will to live in you. However, since this is your choice, I will respect it."
Gao Mingcheng's eyelids trembled violently, as if he was desperately trying to open his eyes, but he failed and soon fell silent again.
As soon as they came out of the ward, Gao Han slapped Gao Lianzhou on the back of the head.
Gao Lianzhou was stunned by the blow. She covered the back of her head and turned to look at Gao Han in confusion, asking with a wronged expression, "Why did you hit me again?"
"You weren't telling the truth in the hospital room just now, were you?" Gao Han asked.
Gao Lianzhou's eyes flickered, but she still refused to admit it: "I don't know what you're talking about."
Gao Han tapped his forehead: "Still lying? Don't forget, I gave birth to you. I can tell whether you want to poop or fart the moment you bend over. You think you can hide your little tricks from me?"
Knowing she couldn't hide it from her father, Gao Lianzhou hesitated for a moment, but finally relented.
"I'm telling you, but don't be scared," he specifically reminded Gao Han.
Upon hearing this, Gao Han's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he became even more interested: "Oh? I'd like to hear what you can say that will scare me."
Gao Lianzhou looked around warily, then tiptoed and whispered in Gao Han's ear, "Grandpa seems to have three more brothers and sisters."
Gao Han was truly frightened; his pupils contracted, and he cried out in disbelief, "What did you say?"
People passing by couldn't help but look over in surprise.
Gao Han forced a stiff smile, gave them an apologetic look, and then expressionlessly pulled Gao Lianzhou away. Only after they were in the car, making sure no one else could hear, did he look at Gao Lianzhou with a serious expression and ask again, "What exactly happened? Explain yourself clearly."
Gao Lianzhou then told Gao Han everything she had overheard Xing Zhaozhao saying to Gao Mingcheng.
Gao Han's temples throbbed as he listened: "You mean, all three children that Xing Zhaozhao gave birth to are actually your great-grandfather's?"
"That's not what I meant, it's what the fairy sister meant," Gao Lianzhou corrected him.
Gao Han no longer cared whose meaning it was, as long as it was the same.
"How old are her three children?" he continued.
Gao Lianzhou thought for a moment and said, "One is about seven or eight years old, one is five or six years old, and the other seems to have just been born. The eldest is called Dafei, the second is called Xiaoyumao, and the third is called Xiaohongling. They should all be nicknames."
Upon hearing this, Gao Han couldn't help but frown and asked, "Are you sure all three of her children are your great-grandfather's?"
The old man is over eighty years old after all. Eight years old and six years old are barely acceptable, but a newborn? Seriously?
Gao Lianzhou's face darkened with displeasure: "Fairy Sister wouldn't lie."
Although he had some conflicts with Fairy Sister because of his great-grandfather's matter, he firmly believed in Fairy Sister's character.
Gao Han felt a throbbing pain in his head.
Okay, even if those three children are indeed the old man's, the oldest is already eight years old, which means that the old man had already been having an affair with that woman at least eight or nine years ago. How could he have kept it so well hidden all these years without revealing a single word? Moreover, given the old man's temperament, he would never leave his children unattended and keep them out in the world when they are all grown up.
The more Gao Han thought about it, the stranger the matter seemed.
"Don't tell your grandfather or anyone else in the family about this yet. Let me find out what happened first," Gao Han instructed Gao Lianzhou.
Gao Lianzhou nodded and said, "Don't worry, Dad, I wouldn't have told you if you hadn't insisted on asking me."
Gao Han: "..."
While Gao Hongfei and Gao Han were talking to the doctor and not paying attention, Xing Zhaozhao secretly went over and eavesdropped to confirm that Gao Mingcheng's condition was indeed improving. She then went back reassured, deciding to come back tomorrow to find an opportunity to go in and have a proper talk with him. She just didn't know if Gao Lianzhou would still be coming tomorrow; she had left in a hurry and hadn't had time to tell him to come back and cover for her. If all else failed, she would have to find another way to deal with the two caregivers herself.
The next day arrived in the blink of an eye, and Xing Zhaozhao came to the hospital again.
This time, she didn't confront the two caregivers directly like yesterday. Instead, she quietly hid in the stairwell, intending to observe carefully before looking for a suitable opportunity.
Xing Zhaozhao hid at the doorway of the stairwell, glanced in the direction of Gao Mingcheng's ward, remained silent for a moment, and then pushed the door open and walked out.
What a waste of time; those two caregivers weren't even here today.
Xing Zhaozhao had just entered Gao Mingcheng's ward when Gao Yang arrived at the hospital in his car.
After parking the car in the parking lot downstairs from the inpatient department, Gao Yang quickly got out, opened the back door, and greeted an elderly woman in her eighties with a full head of silver hair. The other door opened immediately, and an old man in his eighties with gray hair, a robust build, and eyes and eyebrows that were very similar to Xing Zhaozhao's, but with a sharper glint in them, stepped out.
"We're here, Uncle and Aunt. Grandpa's ward is upstairs on this side," Gao Yang said with a smile to the two elderly people.
"Okay, let's go." Xing Zhaoming strode confidently into the inpatient building first.
His wife, Chen Wei, followed behind.
Gao Yang followed closely behind.
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