"Old Xiang."
In silence, Zhou Qingqing looked at Xiang Ji'an.
Xiang Ji'an frowned deeply, his eyes fixed on Sheng Qian.
He seemed to be having an internal struggle, and thinking of his elderly father's condition, Xiang Ji'an felt a sudden pang of self-reproach.
His negligence led to the deterioration of his elderly father's condition.
If it weren't for him, my father would still be sitting at home, chatting and laughing.
And now.
The elderly father, however, was already terminally ill.
Lying in the hospital bed, no matter what the doctors did, they couldn't alleviate his pain.
Xiang Ji'an lives in self-blame every day.
"You may leave."
"Old Xiang?" Zhou Qingqing knew about her husband's recent situation, and when she heard Sheng Qian's words, she was also somewhat shaken.
Xiang Ji'an said, "Even foreign experts can't cure this disease, how can a little girl like her save it?"
Sheng Qian's age and identity are indeed unbelievable.
Ju Baifeng had no idea that Sheng Qian possessed such remarkable medical skills.
Hearing Sheng Qian's words, he didn't dare to interrupt.
“Dad, the hospital has already notified Grandpa to prepare for his funeral…” Xiang Yao and Grandpa Xiang had a very good relationship, and her eyes reddened again as she spoke.
She couldn't bear the thought of her grandfather leaving.
Foreign experts have given up, and there are no better doctors available domestically to treat it.
They force a smile every day when they go to the hospital, just to make the old man feel better during this time.
Sheng Qian's appearance gave Xiang Yao some hope.
“I know Minister Xiang doesn’t trust me, but what if other authoritative experts could give me the drug to study? If it’s safe, would Minister Xiang really give up such an opportunity?” Sheng Qian didn’t mention the airport construction at all, but brought up this matter instead.
Ju Baifeng couldn't help but steal a glance at Sheng Qian.
Does Sheng Qian possess the ability to foresee the future?
“Lao Xiang, if it’s just medication, we can do tests,” Zhou Qingqing said, not wanting her husband to live with self-blame in the future.
What do you want?
Xiang Ji'an couldn't believe that a stranger would come to help them for no reason.
"Whatever I want, Minister Xiang can provide it to me at any time. But what's more important now is Old Master Xiang's condition. If Minister Xiang is willing to take this opportunity, I'd like to see how he is doing."
Xiang Ji'an stared at Sheng Qian.
It's good to have something to ask for.
What I fear most is those who are kind to me without expecting anything in return.
This makes people even more uneasy.
*
Linshi Hospital.
In a private hospital room.
He raised his thin, bony hand to the old man, his voice weak as he uttered, "Xiang Yue..."
"grandfather."
Xiang Yue, Xiang Ji'an's son, quickly stepped forward and grasped the old man's hand, looking anxiously at the extremely weak old man.
"Where are my family members...?"
"Grandpa, Mom and Dad will be here soon. Are you in a lot of pain? I'll call the doctor right away to give you another injection of painkiller," Xiang Yue said, feeling very distressed when he saw his grandfather like this.
I wish I could take the old man's pain away from him.
He shook his head slightly at the old man: "Let me go."
"Grandpa, are you abandoning us?"
Grandpa Xiang was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep or eat, and could only be kept alive by receiving glucose injections.
He looked terrifying at that moment.
Where is that kind and smiling face from before?
Grandpa Xiang knew he didn't have much time left and didn't want his children and grandchildren to see him like this.
It's better to leave this world quickly and peacefully than to live a miserable life for a few days.
This way, his descendants won't have to suffer along with him.
Grandpa Xiang no longer had the strength to speak.
"dad!"
As soon as Xiang Ji'an entered the ward, he saw Old Xiang closing his eyes in pain, which startled him so much that he rushed in and called out urgently.
Hearing Xiang Ji'an's voice, Old Xiang barely opened his eyes and said in a weak voice, "Let me go..."
“Dad,” Xiang Ji’an’s eyes instantly reddened, “What nonsense are you talking about? I will find you the best doctor soon and I will definitely be able to cure you!”
The attending physician following behind shook his head upon hearing this.
Old Xiang's condition is very bad.
I'm afraid it won't last even half a month...
"Old Xiang's condition is very bad," even worse than Sheng Qian had anticipated.
No wonder it's incurable; the person has become like this.
Upon hearing this, Xiang Ji'an suddenly looked at Sheng Qian.
Old Xiang couldn't hear anything around him; all he wanted now was to die.
I don't want to suffer like this.
Old Xiang weakly grasped Xiang Ji'an's hand, his voice barely audible.
"Let me go..."
Xiang Lao's eyes were empty, devoid of any will to live.
All that remained was the longing for death.
This startled Xiang Ji'an so much that he lost his composure.
The old father's will to die was becoming increasingly clear.
The attending physician sighed and gave Mr. Xiang a painkiller injection.
However.
Old Xiang has long been immune to painkillers.
The injected medicine had no effect.
It was still excruciatingly painful.
"Doctor, what's wrong? Why isn't it working?" Zhou Qingqing asked the attending physician upon seeing this.
The attending physician said, "Old Xiang has become immune to the medication. No matter how many injections he receives, it won't help. Old Xiang is determined to die. You should reconsider. This condition will only torment him until the day he passes away."
After saying this, the attending physician decided not to bother the family any further.
In the ward, there were only the family members and two uninvited guests.
Ju Baifeng was also quite frightened when he saw the old man lying on the bed.
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