Dean Liu paid no attention to the experts who were studying the test reports from beginning to end. He himself was an expert in Western medicine and did not think those people were much better than him.
"Old Dean, if I could have taken over six months earlier, I could guarantee that Aunt Liu would live for another year without any problem, but now..."
Li Chu lowered his head and thought for a while before saying, "At most a month."
"Phew~" Dean Liu let out a soft breath, a smile appearing on his face: "That's enough, Xiao Li. I'm counting on you. I'll take this time to see a few old comrades-in-arms, and then I can stay with her without worry."
"Old Dean, Aunt Liu's health is what it is, but I still have some ways to help you."
His words exploded like a bomb in the small room, causing a huge uproar.
"Little... Dr. Li, what do you mean by that? What do you mean by 'there's still some way to help my father'?" The eldest son of the Liu family rushed up to Li Chu and asked loudly.
Everyone in the room except for Vice Dean Chang looked over.
Li Chu did not answer his question, but looked at Dean Liu instead.
"Alright, I'll talk to you later. Dean Du, Political Commissar Gao, I'm sorry to have troubled you today. You go ahead with your work. It's past lunchtime, so go eat. There won't be any problems here for the time being. Just let Xiao Li and Dong Sheng stay here."
Dean Du and Political Commissar Gao exchanged a glance, then nodded and stood up: "Alright, Dean, you must be tired from your long journey. The food will be delivered shortly."
The guesthouse accommodations are all ready. Anyone who wants to go and rest can just get a key from the front desk.
"Thank you for your concern, leaders."
"Old Dean, you're being too polite. This is your home."
"Alright, alright, then this old man will accept it without hesitation."
After seeing off Dean Du and his entourage, only Li Chu, Deputy Director Qiao, and the Liu family remained in the room.
"Dad, what exactly did Dr. Li mean just now? What's wrong with your health?"
Dean Liu didn't answer his eldest son's question, but instead looked at Li Chu and asked, "Li, tell me the truth, is Old Lin gone?"
"Well……"
Upon seeing his expression, the old man understood everything. He waved his hand to indicate that there was no need to say anything more, and then leaned weakly against the sofa.
When did this happen?
“The anniversary is in two whole weeks,” Li Chu said after calculating the time.
Why didn't you tell me?
"Mr. Liu, we cannot ignore your health condition."
The old man stared blankly at Li Chu and slowly shook his head: "Sigh, most of the old friends have passed away. We can die without regrets if we live to be over ninety."
After saying that, he turned to look at his children standing to the side, their faces full of anxiety, and said in a low voice, "Don't think too much about it. I know my body. I can't take it anymore. I've been unable to take it for a long time. If your mother weren't still here, I would have left long ago."
"Dad, didn't Dr. Li just say he had a solution?" The old man's youngest daughter squatted down in front of him, tears streaming down her face.
"Hehe, silly girl, he's a human, not a god. At most, he can let me live a little longer, but what's the point? If your mother is gone, every extra day I live in this world will be torture."
Li Chu glanced at the old man's sons, grandsons, and granddaughters. Since that was the old man's opinion, he decided not to say anything more.
When I helped the old man out of the car, I took his pulse briefly. I can't say for sure, but he'll definitely live another year or two.
But as he said, his wife passed away, and he didn't want to live alone. Rather than let him suffer in his life, it would be better to fulfill his wish.
He couldn't do anything about the old lady either, as it was too late.
As I just mentioned, if we can hold on for another month, we'll have to rely on ginseng to keep us alive.
While a touching scene of father-son or father-daughter affection was unfolding over there, Deputy Director Qiao wiped his eyes and walked over, whispering, "Director Li, could you come outside for a moment?"
Li Chu turned his head and looked at it with some surprise, but after thinking about it, he still followed and went out.
As soon as the door closed, Deputy Director Qiao asked impatiently, "Director Li, is the teacher's health already very poor?"
"The most critical issue now is not Mr. Liu's physical condition, but that he has lost all hope. Physical health is relatively easy to improve, but mental illness is difficult to cure. Once the old lady passes away, he will definitely follow her."
"Alas, the teacher and his wife have been in love for seventy years, from Europe to China, they have weathered countless storms together. Now that his wife is like this, it is only natural that the teacher is heartbroken, but..." Deputy Director Qiao shook his head, he didn't know what to say.
“Old Qiao, I think instead of being sad, we should try to make Old Liu happy in the last period of his life. He still wants to visit his old comrades-in-arms, right? I see you are quite familiar with his children, so let's discuss how to arrange it. I'll take care of the old lady.”
Deputy Director Qiao nodded silently, then pushed open the door to go inside. Suddenly realizing his actions were inappropriate, he quickly turned back and said, "Director Li, I'm so sorry, my mind is a bit muddled right now..."
"It's alright," Li Chu waved his hand. "Go inside and tell Old Liu that I'll go over first. If anything happens, just send someone to find me."
"Alright, Director Li, please proceed."
...
In the office, there was rice and stir-fried dishes that Ding Qiunan had brought back for him on the coffee table. He didn't care if they were cold or not, and sat down on the sofa to eat them.
The door to the inner room was opened, and Ding Qiunan walked out, still somewhat sleepy.
"The food is getting cold."
"It's just the right temperature for you, why aren't you sleeping?"
"I can't sleep well. How is Dean Liu's wife?"
"It's not good. Even with the best medicine, he can be kept alive for about a month, and that's the most optimistic scenario," Li Chu said, shaking his head.
"What about Dean Liu..."
"I estimate that he will not be more than three days later than the old lady."
Ding Qiunan listened to her husband's words and remained silent for a while, then walked over and sat down beside him, resting her head on his shoulder.
"Li Chu, no one can escape birth, aging, sickness, and death in this life. What do you think will happen to us in the future?"
"Don't worry, with me here, I guarantee we'll both live to be a hundred."
"But even if you live to be two hundred years old, you will eventually die."
"Qiu Nan, if you die before me in the future, I will not live on alone." Li Chu said this casually while eating.
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