Chapter 222 Death Must Have Value

The cold white light from the hospital shone down.

This made Wei Xuanming's old friend look even paler.

The doctor said: "In the later stages, Demerol may become ineffective."

The doctor hesitated, but continued, "Why don't you go to MD Anderson for treatment? You have both money and connections..."

The old friend closed his eyes and said helplessly: "Be stubborn! Just be stubborn to death! If one day you can't make it, at least you'll die in your hometown."

The doctor was a little helpless and wanted to say something when the nurse suddenly came over with a few people.

Wei Xuanming's old friend's surname was Li. He saw the leading man approaching from a distance and said to him in a mechanical AI voice: "Uncle Li."

"Wenqing?" Mr. Li was stunned. "Why are you here... this..."

When Mr. Li looked back again, his face changed: "Why did you bring Wen Yi here? Your father will definitely be..." angry when he sees him!

Before Mr. Li could finish the last three words, he heard a child's voice: "I brought it here."

"You..." Old Li lowered his eyes and saw the little girl who was blocked tightly by Wei Wenyi.

Looks a little... familiar.

"Aren't you the... child that the Zhang family just adopted? Mr. Zhang's granddaughter?" Mr. Li still remembers the overwhelming news reports at the time.

The duck nodded.

"Then Old Man Wei is you..."

"Grandpa."

Mr. Li was excited: "It turns out that he really didn't lie at that time!"

"What didn't you lie?" the duckling asked doubtfully.

"When you were adopted by the Zhang family, it was on the news. Your grandfather even pointed to the news and said that you were his granddaughter..."

The duck was stunned. It turned out that grandpa had been paying attention to the news at that time... Did he cry secretly at that time? Did he feel ignored?

Grandpa is just too stubborn.

"Grandpa!" The duckling rushed towards the ward door.

Mr. Li was unable to stop them and could only watch them all go in.

Wei Wenqing was very worried about her sister's condition and glanced at Wei Wenyi from time to time.

There was a hint of confusion in Wei Wenyi's eyes, but he no longer showed the out-of-control look he had shown before when he was crazy.

When the little duck walked in, the person lying on the bed immediately opened his eyes.

Wei Xuanming outside the video obviously looks much older.

He wore a nightcap and took off his glasses, losing his usual elegant yet strong demeanor.

It was as if he had completely transformed from the person in charge of the Gui family to an ordinary old man.

But the next moment, his eyes became cold and stern.

"Did you bring them here?" He looked at Wei Wenqing.

Wei Wenqing nodded boldly without saying that it was Xiaoya's suggestion.

"You don't even listen to me?" Wei Xuanming propped himself up and sat up.

He was so thin that he looked unrecognizable, but it wasn't noticeable when the camera was distorted. But now with his tone, the sense of oppression was even stronger.

Wei Wenqing hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head firmly.

Wei Xuanming coughed a few times in anger.

At this time Wei Wenyi came over, sat down next to him, and stared at him. There was still a hint of strangeness in his eyes, but more of confusion.

She asked, "Dad, are you sick?"

Wei Xuanming stopped coughing, looked up and met Wei Wenyi's gaze, but did not respond.

Why bother? Wei Xuanming thought to himself.

Why let her face the situation of her father's death as soon as she wakes up?

Wei Wenyi pushed his father down and said, "Go to sleep. Your illness will heal after you sleep."

Wei Xuanming closed his eyes, and the eyes became even redder.

"Wenqing, take your sister out. Xiaoya and I have something to say."

This time, Wei Wenqing finally listened and pulled Wei Wenyi out.

Wei Wenyi was also very obedient.

After they left the house, she suddenly said, "My sister didn't quarrel with my father."

Wei Wenqing lowered his head and only uttered “ah ah” twice.

"My sister calls my father Grandpa, and my father calls her Little Duck."

When Wei Wenqing heard this, he was shocked, fearing that Wei Wenyi would be suddenly stimulated.

But Wei Wenyi continued, "We have changed, a lot. We have grown up, Uncle Guan has grown old, and Dad is sick."

"Is this world real?" Wei Wenyi suddenly asked.

This question made Wei Wenqing sweat profusely, and he didn't know how to answer it without making any mistakes.

However, Wei Wenyi didn't seem to need his answer.

After a long while, Wei Wenyi murmured, "I am not dreaming. My sister is real, but she is no longer my sister."

Many people think that mentally ill people have confused thinking, but this is not the case.

Wei Wenyi's logic and common sense are still there.

But in her eyes, many things are different.

Because the people around her did not match her memory, they became "strangers".

But when she realized that they had simply “grown up,” that was different.

Wei Wenyi propped up his head and thought for a while, then asked, "Is she my sister's child?"

Wei Wenqing nodded, but didn't dare to move, for fear that she would ask, "What about your sister?"

But Wei Wenyi never asked the next question.

Inside the door.

Wei Xuanming said calmly: "It was you who instigated your uncle, right? How could he have the determination and courage to bring you to see me directly?"

The duckling only said, "My uncle will have greater determination and courage in the future."

"Can he?"

"Well! My uncle will soon find out that it's okay to disobey grandpa. Then he will become braver."

“…”

Wei Xuanming changed the subject and asked, "Why did you bring your aunt here?"

"Don't leave any regrets for your aunt."

"When she comes, she will suffer."

"But my aunt will recover one day, and then it will be even more painful to think about today."

"You have a lot of confidence in your aunt." Wei Xuanming paused and couldn't help but chuckled, "You have always had a lot of confidence in your uncles. Children are different. They are always more optimistic."

"Then why does grandpa always feel that they can't do well and won't become good?"

“Businessmen can’t just think about dividends, they also have to think about risks.”

“Will all businessmen become like this?”

Wei Xuanming lowered his eyes: "I... am not sure now."

With the duckling, maybe things would be different. But he couldn't see any further.

The duckling said softly, "I brought my aunt here for another reason."

"What?"

"To make grandpa happy."

Wei Xuanming moved his lips but couldn't speak.

"Is Grandpa unhappy now?"

"……Happy."

"Then let's come and accompany grandpa every day."

Wei Xuanming clenched his fists, his facial muscles trembling slightly. In the end, he could only squeeze out one sentence: "Do you know what a sick person will slowly become?"

"have no idea."

"You'll be scared if you see it. It's enough to come once today. I'm very happy. I'm happy that you've restored your aunt to normal, that she came to see me, and that you've allowed me to see that Wen Qing is finally bold enough to resist my authority... Go back."

"I've seen people slowly rot after they die. Could it be more terrifying than that?" the duckling asked, looking up.

Wei Xuanming was speechless.

"In the past, there was an old lady in the village who died. Her children quarreled over who should pay for her burial. They quarreled for a long time and her body has been lying there ever since. I can smell the smell every day when I pass by on my way to school." The duckling said slowly.

She had come into contact with death early on and witnessed all kinds of suffering.

Wei Xuanming sighed: "Grandpa underestimated you."

"Then come on." Wei Xuanming paused and asked, "Can you cry?"

The duckling asked, "Will Grandpa cry?"

Wei Xuanming smiled and said, "No. At first, I thought this ending was my retribution, the retribution for not taking this path. But I just had to accept it helplessly."

"It's different now. I've completely let go of my worries. I don't feel sad or upset about the path I'm going to take in the future. I know your uncle and your aunt will live better and better."

The duckling listened carefully and said, "Then I won't cry either."

"Good!" Wei Xuanming was really happy, and he smiled again, a rare moment.

From that day on, Xiaoya would go to see grandpa with his aunt and uncle every day after school.

After visiting grandpa, I went back to have dinner with grandpa.

She is very busy.

Very busy.

In the blink of an eye, the "Mr. Rong" who bribed the nuns on the board of directors was forcibly extradited back to the country for suspected endangerment of national security.

Who told him to bribe the nun and get involved in a big case?

foreign.

The board of directors soon discovered... one person was missing!

"Why haven't I seen Director Rong recently?"

"Did the Second Young Master take action in private? I heard that he was investigating the Second Young Lady's affairs."

"You...didn't you watch the domestic news?"

“What happened to the domestic news?”

"Director Rong... was arrested."

The people on the board were silent for a moment, and then quickly opened the domestic news platform.

"Fuck, it's true!"

"How did those two brothers do it?"

"We... have to continue to be careful. First it's Wei Lin, then it's Director Rong, and then..."

"Contact the old man."

When the board of directors called him via video, Xiaoya hadn't finished school yet.

After Wei Xuanming received the video call, he said to his old friend: "The time has come."

The old friend felt his scalp tingling and murmured, "You are such a lunatic!"

Even death must be under your control, and you must make the most of it when the time is right!