Chapter 313 - “Zhouzhou likes Great-Grandpa a lot too. When Zhouzhou grows up, I'll take good care of Great-Grandpa too!” (2)
Chapter 313 - “Zhouzhou likes Great-Grandpa a lot too. When Zhouzhou grows up, I'll take good care of Great-Grandpa too!” (2)
"No… It's not like that…" Old Master Lu seemed to want to raise his head, but his struggles were in vain. His nails were digging into his palms. He wanted to say something, but his words were stuck in his throat. It was if he was being strangled. He squeezed out a few broken words, "Shao… Shaoyan. Dad… I just…"
He couldn't catch his breath. Old Master Lu couldn't finish speaking. His expression was distorted from severe pain. He heaved for breath, and his head flopped down.
Lu Shaoyan's hand trembled. He stared at Old Master Lu. "You know why I came back."
There was no movement from Old Master Lu.
"I'm not reconciled. I'm really not," Lu Shaoya murmured, "I'll never forget how you called me a b*stard child and told me to get out of your sight. I'll never forget everything I suffered abroad. Everything is your fault! It's all your fault!"
Lu Shaoyan staggered towards the doorway. He blankly held the doorknob for a moment before turning to look at Old Master Lu, who was sitting in the wheelchair with his head hanging down.
This dying old man was very ill. He didn't have many good days left. After that, Old Master Lu would cease to exist in this world.
As his son, he would offer incense to his tablet, but he would never remember him fondly.
The stainless steel doorknob was so cold. That coldness spread from his palm to the rest of his body. He shivered from the bone-deep chill, and the hand holding the doorknob trembled.
So cold.
It had been a snowy day when he had first gone abroad. Just like now, he had felt so cold then.
This room was obviously warm, so why did he feel so cold?
A hot teardrop fell on the back of his hand. That temperature was astonishingly hot.
He abruptly pushed open the door and said with gritted teeth to Butler Lu, who was standing outside the door, "Dad…. he passed out!"
Butler Lu's expression drastically changed. He entered the room and shouted several times, but Old Master Lu didn't respond, so he hastily called the doctors over.
Fortunately, Butler Lu had kept his wits about him yesterday and secretly invited back all of the doctors that had been sent away. It was only because he had done this that Old Master's Lu's rescue wasn't delayed.
Old Master Lu's condition wasn't optimistic. The doctors worked together to pull him back from death's door. To be on the safe side, they sent him to the hospital that night.
After such a large commotion at night from the shouting and the sound of the ambulance, everyone staying at the ancestral home knew that Old Master Lu was suffering from cancer.
"I knew it! There had to be a reason why Old Master decided to suddenly divide the family's assets. It's because he has cancer. Ai, w-what will we do?!"
"Old Master was still fine a few days ago, but his complexion became so ugly today. How can he not go to the hospital to get his cancer treated? Instead… Instead, he hid it from us!"
"I don't think this matter is that simple. Old Master got cancer, and he's not in good spirits. It's inevitable that he'll be muddled-headed. We should go ask him about today's matter of dividing the property when he wakes up."
"Yeah, I think so too. Dividing the property is such an important issue? How can it be divided just like that? What a joke!"
The group looked at the cars in the distance. They were stirred up, and their eyes shone with greed in the night.
As soon as Lu Beichuan heard the news about Old Master Lu, he hastily got dressed and came over. After he sent Old Master Lu into the ambulance, he looked around at the gathered people who were looking anxious, or perhaps, they were just pretending to be anxious. These unreasonable people. After imparting instructions to Ye Zhen, he left to follow the ambulance to the hospital.
The red and blue lights from the ambulance faded into the distance, and the clamor finally died down.
Harboring their own thoughts, the members of the Lu family returned to their rooms to sleep. Plagued with thoughts, Ye Zhen didn't sleep well that night either.
The next morning, she got a call from Lu Beichuan. He said that although Old Master Lu's condition had stabilized after the rescue and examination last night, the diagnosis of his illness was still pessimistic.
Lu Beichuan sent people to the ancestral home to bring Ye Zhen and Zhouzhou over to the hospital. For Lu Beichuan to make such a decision, Old Master Lu's condition must really be...
On the way to the hospital, Ye Zhen's heart had fallen to an all-time low, but Zhouzhou asked without worries, "Mom, where are we going?"