Zhao Dakuang spoke in a firm tone, showing no intention of giving in.
When he said this, he deliberately emphasized the word "old man", his eyes full of contempt and disdain.
It was as if the grandfather on the hospital bed was just a stranger who had nothing to do with him.
Tan Zhengchu felt a chill in his heart when he saw his indifferent look.
His fist was about to strike hard.
Su Yingxue felt the tense hostility between the two.
She held Tan Zhengchu's arm tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Zhengchu, don't be impulsive. Grandpa needs us to stay calm now. We can't make the situation worse."
Tan Zhengchu gritted his teeth and suppressed the anger in his heart.
But his eyes were still fixed on Zhao Da Kuang, like a cheetah staring at its prey, ready to attack at any time.
Su Yingxue took a deep breath and tried to calm the turbulent emotions in her heart.
She looked at Tan Zhengchu, her eyes full of sadness: "Zhengchu, you go back first, I want to stay here with grandpa. I'll be here to guard it, don't worry, I will take care of everything."
Tan Zhengchu frowned and looked at Su Yingxue with worry: "I'm worried about you. The situation here is too complicated. They obviously have bad intentions. How can I leave you here alone? What if they bully you?"
Su Yingxue shook her head gently, held Tan Zhengchu's hands tightly with both hands, and looked at him sincerely and firmly: "I know you are worried about me, but I have to stay. Grandpa is like this now, I can't leave him.
Don't worry, I won't let them bully me. I have my own bottom line.
You still have work to do tomorrow, and you can’t delay it because of me. The company still needs you.”
Tan Zhengchu looked at her resolute expression. Although he felt reluctant, he was still moved by her determination.
He gently stroked Su Yingxue's hair, his eyes full of tenderness and worry: "Baby, you must be careful. Especially that Zhao Dakuang, he has evil intentions, you must not confront him head-on.
If anything happens, please call me immediately and I will come right over.”
Tan Zhengchu was still a little hesitant. He stood at the door of the ward, his feet seemed to be nailed down, and he was reluctant to leave.
Su Yingxue walked over and gently pushed him out, with a hint of reluctance in her eyes.
But his tone was very firm: "Go back soon, don't worry about me. I'm fine here, I'll tell you if there's any new situation. I'll be worried if you delay your work because of me."
Tan Zhengchu sighed helplessly, his eyes full of nostalgia: "Then you have to be careful, I really can't bear to leave you. When grandpa's condition stabilizes, you should go home quickly, understand?"
Su Yingxue nodded: "I know, please go now, stop talking like a child."
Tan Zhengchu gave Su Yingxue a last deep look, and that look seemed to be asking her to take good care of himself.
Then he slowly turned and left.
Every step he took felt extremely heavy. At this moment, his heart was filled with concern for Su Yingxue.
Tan Zhengchu and Lao San walked into the elevator.
The third brother said with some concern: "Brother, can the eldest sister-in-law be here alone?"
Tan Zhengchu watched the elevator door slowly close, his eyes full of trust: "Yingxue has her own ideas, we have to believe in her."
As the elevator descended, Tan Zhengchu felt reluctant to leave Su Yingxue.
But he knew that he had to respect her decision at this moment.
In the ward, Su Yingxue looked at Tan Zhengchu's departing back, a trace of reluctance flashing in her eyes.
She bit her lower lip tightly, trying to control the emotions surging in her heart. After taking a deep breath, she forced down the attachment and worry in her eyes.
She turned around slowly, her steps seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and she once again stepped into the ward filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant.
Inside the ward, various instruments flashed cold lights, and the dripping sounds were monotonous and heavy, each one striking at Su Yingxue's heart.
She turned her head and looked at her grandfather lying on the hospital bed, and a fiery light rekindled in her eyes.
She knew that she had to calm herself down at this moment and not let sadness and anger get the better of her.
She wants to protect her grandfather and uncover the truth behind his illness. She must never let him suffer in vain.
Su Yingqing sat on a chair in the corner of the ward, admiring her newly done nails boredly.
The bright colors seemed out of place in this pale ward.
She frowned and muttered with disgust: "This hospital is so dirty, there are germs everywhere. If you stay here for a long time, you will definitely be infected with bad luck."
There was an eagerness in her eyes, like a bird trapped in a cage eager to escape, wishing to leave this disgusting place immediately.
Zhao Da Kuang was like a cold iceberg, standing quietly by the window.
His profile was as tough as a knife, with harsh and cold lines, and every contour exuded a chilling aura.
His eyes were deep and cold, like a lone star in a cold night, emitting a daunting chill that seemed to isolate everything around him from his world.
Su Yingxue stared at Zhao Dakuang coldly, with undisguised suspicion in her tone: "Zhao Dakuang, what is your purpose in returning to the Su family? Don't use visiting grandpa as an excuse, I don't believe it."
Zhao Da Kuang turned his head slightly, only glancing at Su Yingxue with his peripheral vision, and said in a low voice: "What's so strange about relatives visiting each other?"
Su Yingxue was speechless for a moment. Although she had thousands of questions in her mind, she couldn't find the right words to refute. She just bit her lip hard.
Su Yingqing carefully observed Zhao Dakuang's expression, feeling very nervous as if there was a rabbit in her heart.
She really didn't want to stay in this depressing ward for even a second longer, but she was afraid that leaving rashly would anger Zhao Da Kuang.
Seeing that Zhao Dakuang didn't react, she felt as if she had been granted amnesty. She stood up suddenly and walked towards the door in a panic.
After Su Yingqing walked out of the ward, her back was already soaked with cold sweat and felt cold against her clothes.
The horrific scene kept appearing in her mind uncontrollably.
That day, the mother just complained a few words about her dissatisfaction with Zhao Dakuang.
He was dragged to the center of the yard by his men like a dead dog.
The man's face was ferocious and his eyes were as fierce as a wolf. He raised his strong arm high and hit her mother in the face.
With a "slap", the loud sound of slap echoed in the yard.
Blood instantly oozed from the corners of my mother's mouth and her cheeks quickly became red and swollen.
Her mother's terrified eyes, her shrill screams, and the indifferent or fearful expressions of the people around her haunted Su Yingqing like demons from a nightmare.
Her heart was beating wildly in her chest, and every beat was accompanied by deep fear.
She knew very well that Zhao Da Kuang was ruthless. In front of him, she was like a fragile ant that could be ruthlessly crushed at any time.
Her calves kept shaking, and she felt weak with every step she took. She prayed over and over in her heart: "I hope I will never annoy this devil again in my life. I must never annoy him again. It's too scary."
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