Chapter 472 This time is not good news
Zhuang Chaoying was stunned for a moment. In a trance, he remembered that his father seemed to be in bed 11, and his heart tightened.
No way!
He stood up from the ground, swayed and almost fell. After steadying himself, he finally stood firm. Then he turned on the faucet and washed his face with cold water to keep himself awake before going to the ward.
There were already a bunch of doctors and nurses in the room, and people were constantly coming in and out.
Zhuang Chaoying wanted to move forward, but was pushed out.
A nurse said in a serious voice: "A family member, right? Please get out first. We are trying to save you!"
Zhuang Chaoying stopped her and asked, "Nurse, what happened to my dad?"
"The situation is still unclear. Please wait a moment and don't interfere with the doctor's rescue!"
Zhuang Chaoying stared blankly at the people in the room who were busy with their work.
The doctors tried to rescue the patient inside for a while, and it seemed to be working, so they pushed the patient away.
Zhuang Chaoying ran after her in a panic, and he didn't even notice where Zhuang's mother went.
He waited anxiously at the door of the operating room, and it didn't take long before the door opened.
Seeing the doctor's serious expression, his heart sank. This time, it might not be good news.
Then I heard the doctor say with regret:
"I'm sorry, we tried our best."
Upon hearing the news, Zhuang Chaoying was shocked.
"Comrade, please accept my condolences. There are still many things that need to be done by your son. You must not collapse!"
Before Zhuang Chaoying could respond, his mother started howling.
"Old man, why did you just abandon me like this? None of my sons and daughters are filial to me. How can I live alone? Gan Mei! Gan Mei hasn't come out yet. We are about to meet each other. Why can't you hold on until he comes back?"
Zhuang Chaoying was brought back to his senses by her crying and was shocked.
He knew that Zhuang's mother often acted and pretended, but he didn't expect that at a time like this, she could act so smoothly. He felt a chill down his spine.
The nurses hurriedly helped Zhuang's mother sit down on the chair.
They were accustomed to such situations and used the same rhetoric they had used countless times on Zhuang's mother.
Zhuang Chaoying finally calmed down.
No matter how sad I feel now or how much I hate this couple, I still have to do what I should do.
He pushed up his glasses and began to plan what to do next.
After thinking about it, he decided to call Zhuang Hualin first.
Zhuang Hualin and Xiangdong were already asleep. They were shocked when they heard the phone call and hurried back to the hospital.
Although Zhuang's father didn't like Zhuang Hualin very much, he was his father after all, so Zhuang Hualin still shed a few tears.
Seeing the couple coming, Zhuang Chaoying calmed down. The three of them started to handle the formalities and arranged for someone to send them to the funeral home.
At this time, Zhuang's mother said she was not feeling well and went home.
After they left, Zhuang Hualin saw his brother was covered in dirt and said worriedly, "Brother, why don't you go back and wash and change your clothes? We can discuss Dad's funeral arrangements tomorrow."
Zhuang Chaoying then looked at his condition and nodded woodenly.
The next morning, the three of them returned to the banker together.
Along the way, the neighbors all said "I'm sorry for your loss". I guess Zhuang's mother was not idle either, spreading the word everywhere.
After entering the house, Zhuang's mother glanced at the two of them and said directly:
"Just cremate her and send her to the cemetery. No ceremony required. The simplest way is fine. Our reputation is so bad that no one wants to deal with us. It would be embarrassing if you held a ceremony and no one showed up!"
Zhuang Chaoying sneered.
Zhuang Hualin vaguely felt that there was something wrong between the two of them, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Mr. Zhuang was a man who cared a lot about his reputation. He had once mentioned what to do with his affairs after his death. At that time, he had put forward one, two, and three requirements, hoping to leave in a graceful manner. He even used moral blackmail on his children, saying that if they didn't handle it well, he was afraid that others would say they were unfilial. He kept talking about this for many years.
Zhuang Hualin didn't want to make the decision on this matter, so he looked at Zhuang Chaoying.
"Okay," Zhuang Chaoying stood up, opened the door, and shouted, "Mom, are you sure you want to be frugal? Although frugality is encouraged now, I'm afraid people will think I'm unfilial if I'm too frugal!"
Zhuang Hualin and Xiangdong looked at each other.
Zhuang's mother gritted her teeth and walked to the door.
"Yes! Cong Jian, that's what the old man meant. He doesn't want everyone to gather together and criticize him or our family. It's better for him to leave quietly."
This was said with gritted teeth.
The nosy neighbors have already gathered together and started chirping for crickets.
"I think it's better to be frugal. It would be embarrassing if no one showed up to host the event!"
"Yeah! Then we won't know whether to go or not."
"When a person dies, all light disappears. Just save the money for the funeral and give it to San'er!"
There were all kinds of things said, but it was enough for everyone to know that it was Zhuang's mother's idea. Zhuang Chaoying retreated and closed the door. He said to his sister:
"Let's do it! Hualin, let's go and notify our relatives and friends separately."
"Okay." Zhuang Hualin agreed quickly.
Although some important relatives may not want to deal with them, they are still prepared to notify them in person.
Zhuang Hualin called Pengfei.
Zhuang Chaoying wanted to call Tuanan, and was about to call when she remembered that the phone number of Tuanan in her hand was still the phone number of the university dormitory, and Tuanan had already been in class for half a year.
The last time the two spoke was when Tuanan called his office shortly after he started work.
"Huarin...Do you have Tunan's phone number?"
Zhuang Hualin rolled his eyes at him and said, "Of course I have. I'll fight."
"No, no, give it to me and I'll call." Zhuang Chaoying waved his hand and took out the phone book and pen to take notes.
Zhuang Hualin gave him the phone number and then explained:
"This is the number for the security guard outside his dormitory. If you call, someone will record it. Tunan will return the call when he sees the record after work. It's not allowed to make private calls in the office."
"Okay, I understand."
Zhuang Chaoying called, and the person on the other end was very polite, saying:
"Hello, Mr. Zhuang! I received the local specialties you asked him to bring me last time! My wife loves them and says it's been ages since she's had a taste of home. Don't worry, I'll tell him as soon as he gets back, though he might have to work overtime."
It was obvious that he seemed to be very familiar with "Mr. Zhuang's father". Zhuang Chaoying sensed something and paused, saying:
"No need to call me, please ask him to call Zhuang Chaoying. Zhuang Chaoying is looking for him. He's always available after 8 o'clock. Thank you!"
"Okay, I'll remember which one is better than the other."
Zhuang Chaoying told him everything, and he readily agreed, "Okay, don't worry, I'll definitely pass it on."
Zhuang Chaoying thanked him again before hanging up the phone.
A mixture of emotions welled up in my heart.
As Tunan said, Zhou Huaiyi gave Tunan everything a father could give, and he himself was just a standard to prevent Tunan from going astray.
He was in a trance again.
Zhuang Hualin supported him: "Brother, are you okay? Are you too tired?"
Zhuang Chaoying shook his head: "Xiaoting, I still need to inform her... Do you have a phone number..."
Only then did he remember that he didn't have Xiaoting's phone number either.
From the time Xiaoting finished the college entrance examination until he received the admission letter, his information was conveyed by Zhuang Hualin.
"I'll talk to Sister Ling." Zhuang Hualin thought for a while and said.
"Yes, that's right," Zhuang Chaoying nodded. "It doesn't matter whether she comes or not. She still has to go to school... She doesn't like grandpa and grandma either..."
"It's grandpa and grandma who don't like her!" Zhuang Hualin retorted.
Zhuang Chaoying nodded: "Then let's go inform other relatives!"
Zhuang Hualin looked at his brother's back as he left, feeling a little confused. Zhuang's father wasn't his spiritual support, so why would he be so sad and upset when someone left?
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