Fortunately, we had extra wooden planks at home.
They placed the wooden board in front of the old man, and Li Huai and Da Wa lifted him up and gently placed him on the board.
The father and son lifted the wooden plank and headed out, with Zhao Qinglan following cautiously beside them.
The driver was quick-witted and drove the car right to the door.
After putting the old man in the car, they rushed to the nearest hospital.
As for the house, the three members of the Dou family were kicked out the moment they stepped out. When the neighbors asked what happened, Zhao Qinglan said that these people had somehow made the old man faint, and they were about to take him to the hospital.
Good grief, now the neighbors are furious.
Even after Zhao Qinglan and the others left, the kind neighbors called the neighborhood committee and the street office to keep an eye on the Dou family of three and prevent them from wandering off.
On the bus, Zhao Qinglan was filled with remorse.
“Li Huai, once Grandpa Dou recovers, this time we absolutely cannot let him live alone in the courtyard anymore.”
How could Li Huai not regret it?
"Yes, when we get home, we'll bring Grandpa Dou along too, and we'll take good care of him."
It was only when the old man fainted this time that he realized how old the old man had become.
Before the car even arrived at the hospital, the old man slowly woke up.
“Grandpa Dou, it’s me,” Zhao Qinglan said, holding the old man’s hand.
"Grandpa Dou, don't worry, we're here for you," Li Huai said.
Seeing that it was them, the frail old man smiled. "You've come."
"Grandpa Dou, once you're better, let's go home together. My children and I will take good care of you."
"Okay." The old man closed his eyes, but tears slid down his cheeks.
He has no regrets in this life for having such filial children.
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