The little bit of weight he had just gained was quickly lost due to a sudden illness and fainting spell, causing Su Lielong to lose weight rapidly and appear haggard and weak.
"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I have to go before you, and you, an old man, will have to bury your son."
After saying this, he coughed a few times with difficulty.
The old man's eyes were filled with tears as he looked at his only grandson with heartache. "Silly child, it's not your fault. It's all the fault of fate."
As Shen Shiyi was teaching, she couldn't help but feel flustered; she didn't know what was wrong with her.
She stayed until the end of get out of class, then hurriedly returned to her office and sat down.
Seeing her unnatural expression, Nan Zhan and Xu Duoren exchanged a silent glance.
"Professor Shen, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Yes, do you need to see a doctor?"
Shen Shiyi's anxiety persisted, and upon hearing her colleagues' and comrades' words, she forced herself to remain calm and shook her head.
"No need, I'll be fine after a while."
Suddenly the phone on her desk rang, startling her.
"Hello."
"Young Madam, the eldest young master is dying."
Shen Shiyi was taken aback when she heard Ji Xuanchen's words.
"What? In the hospital?"
"Yes, it's the same place as before."
After hanging up the phone, Shen Shiyi thought for a moment and then picked up the landline to call the principal's office.
"Hello, Professor Shen."
"Principal, my husband's older brother is not well, I need to ask for leave to go to the hospital."
Upon hearing this, Principal Wang immediately approved it.
"Okay, go quickly."
In a hospital elevator, Shen Shiyi, dressed in her usual clothes, quickly stepped out of the elevator and arrived at the door of the ward.
When Ji Xuanchen and the other bodyguards saw her arrive, they quickly greeted her respectfully.
"Young Madam."
"how's it going?"
Ji Xuanchen stepped forward and said, "The doctor said there's nothing that can be done. Let the family spend their last moments with the young master."
At this point, Ji Xuanchen couldn't help but choke up a little. The eldest young master was a good person; no one spoke ill of him, whether towards family, friends, or servants.
Shen Shiyi looked up at the ward, her mood low.
Qin's mother, who was wiping away tears by the bedside, looked up and saw her daughter-in-law, and spoke softly with a sob in her voice.
"Shiyi is here! Come and see your older brother."
Shen Shiyi stepped forward and supported Qin's mother, who was crying uncontrollably.
Su Lielong, who was still conscious, heard his aunt's words and spoke in a weak voice.
"Is your sister-in-law here?"
"Hey, big brother, it's me."
Everyone made way for Shen Shiyi, allowing her to stand by the bed.
Su Lielong raised his hand, and Shen Shiyi, at the prompting of the others, grasped her elder brother's hand.
Su Lielong smiled as he saw her bend over, and reached out his other hand to Qin Ziming. The heartbroken Qin Ziming immediately understood, bent down, and took her older brother's hand.
"The Su family and the Qin family will depend on you two from now on. My elder brother can't hold on any longer and must leave first."
Knowing that her nephew loved four children, Qin's mother forced herself to hold back her tears.
"Lielong, hang in there a little longer. Fanfan and Niannian, your aunt has already gone to pick them up."
Thinking of his several cute and well-behaved children, Su Lielong smiled gently.
Two bodyguards carried Shen Zhifan and Gu Niansi, while Su Fei ran alongside them.
Hearing the commotion, everyone turned around. Seeing the group running breathlessly towards the door, they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fanfan, Niannian, come quickly to see your uncle one last time."
Two bodyguards strode over and then bent down to put the two children down.
Shen Zhifan and Gu Niansi were freed and came to the bedside.
"Uncle, you're in the hospital again. Get well soon, so you can teach Nian Nian to draw."
Shen Zhifan was a man of few words, but at this moment his face was filled with tears.
"Uncle, Fanfan will miss you."
The two children's words moved everyone to tears.
Su Lielong braced himself and stroked the two children.
"Thank you. Your uncle was really happy and content during your last moments together. But your uncle can no longer teach Niannian to draw, nor can he play with Niannian and Fanfan anymore... cough cough... You must listen to your grandparents, parents and dad from now on, okay?"
The two nodded their heads like rattles.
"good."
Hearing their agreement, Su Lielong closed his eyes without regret, his hands falling limply to his sides.
At this moment, everyone was overcome with grief, especially Gu Niansi.
"Uncle, wake up."
Shen Shiyi's tears streamed down her cheeks as she tightly embraced her daughter.
The atmosphere in the Su and Qin families was very somber, with everyone's face shrouded in gloom.
Su Lielong's funeral was a grand affair, with numerous guests in attendance. The Su family was exhausted from entertaining the guests, but thankfully they persevered.
It rained heavily on the day of the burial, but the date they had chosen in advance could not be changed, so they still buried Su Lielong here.
The old man looked at the photo and name on the tombstone, his eyes filled with tears.
"Dragon, rest in peace and be reborn into a good family."
Su Ningrong, Qin's mother and her husband, Qin Ziming and his wife, and Su Fei silently shed tears. The two children had originally wanted to come, but when it suddenly started raining, Qin's mother told them they were not allowed to come.
An hour later, the dark clouds dispersed, the sun peeked out, and everyone was stunned.
"It seems today is a good day."
Hearing Qin's mother's words, everyone thought the same thing.
On the way back, the old man rode in the same car with his eldest son, Su Ningrong, and his youngest daughter, Su Fei.
In the back seat, Su Ningrong and Su Fei, sitting on either side, couldn't help but look at their elderly father.
"Dad, it's all in the past. Go back and get some sleep."
The old man, with his eyes closed, nodded solemnly.
"good."
Qin Ziming, Chen Shiyi, Qin's mother, and Qin Zhen each rode in a car.
Shen Shiyi looked up at her silent husband and reached out to take his hand. Qin Ziming felt the warmth from his hand and looked up at his worried wife.
"I'm fine."
Qin Ziming reached out and embraced his wife, unable to resist lowering his head to kiss her forehead.
"Wife, we must stay together."
Shen Shiyi felt her husband's strong heartbeat, and her heart felt much more at ease.
Back home, Uncle Ning helped the old man into his room to rest. The old man, exhausted from the past few days, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep immediately.
Shen Shiyi was also exhausted from all the commotion. After changing into her pajamas, she quickly fell asleep in bed.
When everyone woke up, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.
"Honey, it's time to wake up, or you won't be able to sleep tonight."
Shen Shiyi was woken up by her husband, and her whole body went limp.
"Honey, have you rested enough?"
Qin Ziming sat up and looked down at his gentle wife.
"Thank goodness, let's go down."
"Um."
As the couple stepped out of the elevator, they saw the old man playing with the two babies, a heartwarming scene. They looked ahead with tender eyes.
"Grandpa."
"Grandpa."
The old man looked up and said, "You're awake. Come and sit down."
Shen Shiyi picked up her daughter from the stroller and gently rubbed her face against her cheek.
"Little Gardenia, do you miss your mother?"
Qin Ziming, standing to the side, looked at his wife and daughter with doting eyes.
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