In the winter of 1987, the entire Sang family was shrouded in an atmosphere of sorrow.
Grandpa Sang is seriously ill.
When the first snow of winter began to fall, the old man of the Sang family was rushed into the emergency room.
Outside the emergency room, the descendants of the Sang family sat or stood, their expressions filled with grief.
Bu Ling and Sheng Ruowei sat on either side of Fang Sao, comforting her as she continued to cry.
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I didn't take it seriously enough," Fang's wife murmured.
Bu Ling was also very upset, but she couldn't blame Fang Sao at all: "Fang Sao, it's not your fault, we were all negligent."
Who would have thought that the old man's sneezing would end up causing him to vomit blood?
They were taken to the hospital immediately.
However, as everyone knows, the old man's health has been deteriorating in recent years, and everyone was prepared for that.
However, when that day arrives, suffocation is still inevitable.
Sheng Ruowei sat on the other side, moved her lips, and tears streamed down her face.
Of all his granddaughters-in-law, the old man treated her the best, even surpassing his youngest granddaughter-in-law at one point.
She knew that the old man was being exceptionally kind to her because of her father.
But people are all made of flesh and blood. In the past few years, she has really treated the old man as her own grandfather, an elder she can rely on.
Now, seeing the words "under emergency treatment," her hands and feet trembled uncontrollably.
Mom and Dad, please, please bless Grandpa!
On the other side, Sang Shen and her older brother stood beside Sang Zi, afraid that he might do something outrageous.
Sangzi has always felt guilty, believing that if it weren't for her, the old man wouldn't have been so angry, and none of this would have happened.
If I hadn't gotten so angry, the old man's health wouldn't have deteriorated so rapidly, and he wouldn't be dying from a sneeze now.
He never regretted his relationship with Shen Ci, but it hurt his beloved grandfather because of it.
At this moment, he was no longer the reserved and composed man he once was. His eyes were bloodshot, and blood was dripping from his clenched fist.
"Thump, thump, thump, thump..." A series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the hospital corridor.
Shen Ci, still wearing her white coat, rushed over: "How is Grandpa Sang?"
No one answered him.
He didn't need an answer; upon seeing the words "undergoing emergency treatment," he fell silent.
His eyes swept around and he saw Sang Zi's bleeding fist. He frowned and walked over to him.
Brother Sang, please move aside.
Shen Ci gave him a pale smile, then gently but firmly pried Sang Zi's hands away, and said nothing.
Time ticked by, minute by minute.
Finally, the door to the emergency room opened.
The doctor was the first to come out.
Upon seeing this, Bling's heart sank to the bottom.
Sure enough, the doctor shook his head at the Sang family: "We did our best."
"Ooh~"
"Go in and say goodbye to the old general," the doctor said, and then left.
Then, the others filed out of the emergency room.
The entire Sang family rushed inside.
The old man was still unconscious on the operating table.
Perhaps it was the bond of blood, but the old man opened his eyes abruptly when he heard footsteps.
He glanced at the group of red-eyed people and smiled, "Why are you crying? This is a good thing."
"Grandpa~"
"Commander~"
Grandpa Sang blinked: "Xiao Qi, help me up."
Sang Shen and her brother immediately helped the old man sit up, one on each side.
After sitting up, the old man looked at the group of people surrounding him and said, "Don't look so sad, I'm not dead yet."
Knowing that the old man was trying to ease the tension, everyone smiled in response.
After the laughter subsided, the atmosphere turned somber.
The old man took a few deep breaths before speaking, "Eldest son~"
"Grandpa, I'm here."
"Grandpa knows you are a responsible child. When Grandpa is gone, I hope you can help your younger brothers when they encounter difficulties."
The old man spoke haltingly and with great difficulty, but his deep love for his grandson was truly touching.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I will take good care of my younger brothers."
"Grandpa, don't worry." The old man forced a smile.
"Second brother, you need to take care of yourself," the old man said to Sang Erge again.
"Grandpa," Sang Erge called out, his voice choked with emotion.
Then he added, "Xiao Qi, from now on, you should invite your brothers to get together every year, so that the family doesn't fall apart."
"Grandpa, don't worry, I won't let our family fall apart." Sangshen tried her best to hold back her tears, not wanting her grandfather to worry.
The old man looked at his beloved grandson and nodded with a smile.
"Xiao Si, Grandpa doesn't blame you, and you shouldn't blame yourself either. Just be good to Xiao Shen."
Sangzi called out, her lips trembling, "Grandpa."
At this point, the old man's biggest worry was his children and grandchildren who weren't around, but alas...
"Xiao Fang, after I leave, go to Xiao Qi's house and help them out."
"Xiao Qi, do you know you're responsible for Xiao Fang's old age?"
Sister Fang: "Commander, Uncle, please don't leave me behind!"
"Listen to me," the old man said.
Fang's tears fell in a steady stream.
“Grandpa, we will take good care of Aunt Fang,” Bu Ling promised.
"And Xiao Lin, he's long past retirement age. He's been dragged down by this old man like me. Once I'm gone, he can go home and enjoy his retirement."
"Commander~" Uncle Lin's temples were already gray, and his tiger-like eyes were filled with tears, deeply saddened.
After giving instructions to each of them, the old man then focused on his grandchildren, calling out, "Mianmian, Mianmian~"
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