Old Bai, Bai Kangcheng, Bai Kangyan, Han Songyan, Xu Hualan, Bai Yitang, Bai Luoyu and their whole family came together.
His granddaughter fell into a coma, and in just half a month, Bai Lao seemed to have aged a lot all at once.
His hair was completely white, and his face was haggard. The old man, who used to be quite lean, now looked listless, and his eyes no longer had the sharpness and shrewdness of the past.
Bai Kangyan and Han Songyan felt as if their hearts were being torn apart when they saw their unconscious daughter on the hospital bed.
Han Songyan spent her days in tears, wishing that it was her lying there instead of her daughter.
For the past twenty years, this child has already suffered countless hardships and pains. Why does God have to add insult to injury?
Bai Yitang felt deeply guilty.
If he hadn't sneaked out and been kidnapped by those people, Bai Qianmo wouldn't have gone to rescue him, and wouldn't have fallen into the trap room set by the bad guys.
If Bai Qianmo never wakes up, he is destined to live his life in deep self-blame and grief.
Bai Luoyu noticed the desolation and sorrow in Bai Yitang's expression and gently patted his shoulder.
He is Qianmo's older brother and a loyal fan of Death.
The grief of seeing my sister and idol lying unconscious in the hospital bed was indescribable.
But he firmly believed that Death would be alright. She was an omnipotent Grim Reaper, a stock market tycoon who shook the world, a goddess who could unleash a financial tsunami with a stomp of her foot. She had a mission and a destiny, so how could anything happen to her?
“She’s just asleep. We just need to wait for her to wake up,” Bai Luoyu said with unwavering determination.
His words were not about endangering everyone's safety, but rather a firm belief that this day would surely come.
Old Bai walked to the bedside, his eyes moist as he stared at the girl on the bed.
Gu Jueye stood up: "Grandpa Bai."
"What did those experts say today?"
"Qianmo is currently in a state of near-coma, but her condition has not worsened."
Old Bai fell silent.
The last thing he wanted to hear was that nothing would change. He desperately hoped that when he woke up, there would be good news from the hospital saying that Qianmo had woken up.
He waited day after day, becoming exhausted, but the girl just kept falling asleep.
Old Bai walked shakily to the bedside and sat down, his wrinkled hands tightly grasping Bai Qianmo's hand.
"Girl, did you secretly learn acting from your grandpa? Grandpa stopped pretending to be asleep, but you started pretending to be asleep instead. I'm warning you, you'd better wake up right now, or if I suddenly leave this world one day, you'll never see your grandpa again."
Bai Lao's words made Han Songyan unable to hold back any longer. She covered her mouth, turned around, and ran out of the ward.
Xu Hualan followed her out.
The two sat on a bench in the hospital corridor.
Xu Hualan took out a pack of tissues from her bag, pulled out one, and handed it over.
"No mother wants to see her child suffer even the slightest harm, and I understand how you feel right now."
"Seeing her like this, I felt extremely remorseful. Why didn't I take good care of her and love her when she first came home? She is the child I carried for ten months and gave birth to. Why did I have no trust in her at all and hurt her time and time again?"
“I deserve to die, but why is it my daughter lying in the hospital bed? These past few days I have been desperately thinking that this is God’s harshest punishment for me. Just when I understood everything and hoped to make it up to her for the rest of my life, God cruelly took her away from me, leaving me with endless regret and a life worse than death.”
Han Songyan cried in anguish, feeling desperate and helpless.
Xu Hualan ultimately did not offer a single word of comfort.
As a mother, she understood that no amount of comforting words could compare to the importance of her child being safe and sound.
*
Inside the ward, a cell phone vibrated.
Gu Jueye took out his phone and glanced at it.
"Grandpa Bai, I'm going out to answer a phone call."
Old Bai nodded.
Originally, the old man still had some prejudice against Gu Jueye.
But since Bai Qianmo fell into a coma, the old man gradually let go of his worries.
For the past two weeks, Gu Jueye has remained in the ward, never leaving for a moment unless there were essential matters that required his personal attention.
He even personally took care of Qianmo.
What was once a spirited young man has been ravaged by grief and torment in just half a month, turning him into a scruffy, middle-aged man.
Even he felt a little reluctant.
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