The old man felt that he was too embarrassed to see Yan Qingsi, "I was so wrong, Qingsi... Come back and live here. Grandpa wants to make it up to you. I hope you can give me this chance, okay?"
Yan Qingsi lowered her head and looked at her fingers. In fact, the old man was not wrong. So what if they were relatives? How long had they been together? Just a few dozen days.
Even if you are a relative, your relationship needs to be cultivated.
Yan Qingsi raised her head and smiled: "If you really want to compensate me, I hope you can do me a favor."
The old man finally had a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "You said... Grandpa will definitely help you, no matter how many."
Yan Qingsi said: "Xia Rushuang is already awake. I want you to go and say a few words to her."
"say what?"
Yan Qingsi told the old man: "Just say what I want."
The old man nodded: "Okay, I understand, when will I tell you? Is it okay now?"
Yan Qingsi nodded: "Okay, but... If you don't ask, why did I let you say this?"
"You always have your own plans. I used to think too much... before... Qingsi, grandpa really won't do it anymore."
Yan Qingsi smiled: "I really don't blame you."
The old man felt uncomfortable. Rather than doing this, he would rather Yan Qingsi could get angry with him, blame him, and mess around with him like those little girls.
But she...
The old man felt even more guilty for Yan Qingsi.
Returning to the inpatient building, the old man took a look at his wife and then went to Xia Rushuang's ward.
He stood outside the door for a while, thinking about what Yan Qingsi asked him to say, organizing his words, and then opened the door and went in.
Xia Rushuang has woken up. No one has come to see her except doctors and nurses in the past two days. There are more guards at the door than when she was at Xia's house. Not to mention that she wants to go, even the doctor who comes to check the ward and the nurse who changes dressings are not here. Didn't say a word to her.
No matter what she said to the doctors and nurses, they remained silent.
Xia Rushuang was already anxious. She cut her wrists. Firstly, she wanted to use a bitter trick to win sympathy. Secondly, she wanted to get out of the Xia family. Only when she got out could she do more things.
But for the past two days, no one else could enter, and she couldn't get out. She was almost dying of anxiety.
As soon as the door rang, Xia Rushuang immediately turned her head to look. Unexpectedly, she could see the old man. She was ecstatic. It was the old man she was waiting for, and she knew that it was impossible for the old man to ignore her.
The moment Xia Rushuang saw the old man, her eyes turned red and tears fell instantly.
Her face was pale, as if she were a paper doll, and she looked miserable, as if she had been greatly wronged. Anyone who looked at her would feel sad.
Xia Rushuang opened her mouth and shouted: "Uncle..."
Her voice was hoarse, and her appearance at the moment was even more miserable. She tried to sit up from the bed, but her vision went dark and she fell down again.
The old man came over quickly and said: "Lie down quickly, lie down, don't move, you silly boy, you are fine, why do you have to think so hard?"
"Uncle..." Xia Rushuang burst into tears and didn't say anything. She just called her uncle, hiding all her grievances.
The old man sighed: "You tell me, even if it's a big deal, you can't do this. You only have one life, and you almost lost it after all your efforts. Do you know that no matter what, the only thing is to survive?" The most important thing is that you still have a home and games."