"I haven't seen anyone from Auntie's side yet, so it's hard to say for now."
Yun Heng pondered for a moment and said slowly, "I asked you to come here today because I wanted to discuss your problem."
"I?"
The old man was a little surprised: "What's wrong with me?"
"I think your problem is more serious than Auntie's."
Yun Heng spoke directly and did not hide anything.
For some patients, doctors need to conceal their condition, but for some patients, they need to tell them clearly, as hiding the condition is not good.
The reason why doctors hide the condition of some patients is mainly because the condition is too serious and they are afraid that the patients cannot bear it. Once the patient's mentality collapses and loses confidence in themselves, half of the person's energy and spirit will be gone. Not to mention treatment, it is common for the condition to worsen instantly.
Many veteran doctors often say that many patients who die of cancer do not actually die of the disease, but at least half of them die of fear.
But for the old man, losing his son in old age, a man in his sixties, what could be more difficult to bear than seeing his son die before him?
Suffering from the pain of losing his son, the old man may have already become indifferent to his own life and death.
"I'm fine."
The old man forced a smile: "Really, I don't need you to worry about me."
"Don't say anything yet, just listen to me."
Yun Heng said politely, "I know that many things are not important to you now. Perhaps for you, if you really die, it might be a relief. But have you ever thought about the fact that Auntie has already endured the pain of losing her son? If you pass away before her, will Auntie be able to hold on?"
"I just can't bear to leave her alone..."
Yun Heng's words made the old man burst into tears and his voice choked with sobs.
"Actually, for both of us, if she really passed away, we might be relieved, but I still hope she can live a good life..."
"I......."
As he said this, the old man couldn't help but burst into tears.
From the time his son passed away until now, that is, the moment he learned of his son's death, the old man shed tears. Later, he kept holding on. He could not cry in front of his wife, and even had to comfort her.
During this period, the old lady lost her temper very often, and most of the time she was scolding the old man, saying that he was so hard-hearted.
But what can the old man do? It would be fine if he didn't cry, but once he started crying, the old lady would cry uncontrollably. It's impossible for the old couple to just hug each other and cry at home all day long, right?
After Yun Heng exposed the truth today, the old man couldn't hold it in any longer and cried like a two or three-year-old child.
"Dad, you still have me."
The old man's daughter also burst into tears instantly and cried while hugging him.
"Xiaobin is gone. I know you and my mom are very sad. I am sad too, but you still have me. How can you treat yourself like this?"
"Why......"
The old man sighed, tears streaming down his cheeks.
Yun Heng just sat on the side, watching quietly, without interrupting or disturbing them. Tian Zengming was about to give tissues to the father and daughter, but was stopped by Michelle Lin with a look.
"Let the old man cry for a while. He will feel much better after crying." Yun Heng explained softly to Tian Zengming.
The father and daughter cried for five minutes before they stopped, and then Michelle handed them tissues.
Wiping away his tears, the old man forced a smile and said, "Doctor Yun, you are right. I am actually a coward. Death is actually easier. Once you close your eyes, you will not know anything. It is more difficult for the living. But I hope your aunt is alive."
"Don't think so. I feel the same way. Even ants try to survive. Hoping someone is alive and well is the greatest love you can show them."
Michelle Lin consoled her.
"yes."
The old man sighed, "Your aunt and I have always had a good relationship. When Xiaobin... when Xiaobin was still alive... our family was really happy and blessed... God is blind..."
As he spoke, the old man couldn't help but shed tears.
Michelle handed the old man another tissue: "So you have to live well, for your daughter, your grandson, your deceased son, and Auntie. You are Auntie's only support now. If you collapse, how can Auntie hold on?"
"You're right."
The old man nodded, wiped away his tears, and said with a smile: "You are all good children. I will listen to you. Life is not easy. Some things have to be taken care of by someone else. If I take more responsibility, your aunt will have less to bear."
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