"I heard about you from Wei Lou."
Wei Dongshan took a breath. He could feel that his body had reached its final moment. Perhaps as it was approaching the last moment, he was not as painful as before. The pain and torture in his body became easier as his life came to an end. He had difficulty breathing and took another breath, barely able to see the girl in front of him clearly.
Very beautiful.
It’s the beautiful one with bright features!
Eighteen or nineteen years old, still very young.
Just standing there, her temperament is different from the others.
There is a wild and unruly bandit spirit in him.
He remembered what Wei Lou had once told him, that Qiao Nian seemed to be the top scorer in this year's college entrance examination, with excellent grades, and was admitted to Tsinghua University.
"Good boy, last time I said I would find time to meet you and thank you in person."
Mr. Wei was probably not feeling well anymore, as he spoke briskly. His pronunciation was not very clear, but one could still hear what he was saying.
"It's a pity... I never had the chance to meet you. This time I finally met you. It's also our fate. You look a lot like someone I know. When I see you, I think of her."
He paused for a second here, and his eyes softened, like a broken lake, calm and wise.
"Nian Nian, can you do grandpa a favor?"
His voice was already very weak.
Qiao Nian pursed her lips, lowered her head, clenched her hands with a feeling of discomfort, and whispered to him, "Hold on a little longer, I'll let Wei Lou and the others in right away."
Old Master Wei is dying. She believes that no one would not want to see their loved ones at the last moment of their life. Qiao Nian raised her leg and was about to go out to call for help.
Wei Dongshan pulled her out again and stuffed something into her mouth. She gasped and was almost out of breath: "I, I can't do it anymore. I can't hold on any longer. Take this. Please give it to Mingxuan for me. Tell him to remember to transfer the money every month."
Qiao Nian watched him stuff a notebook into her hand. The edges of the small notebook with a cowhide cover were badly worn, and it was obvious that the owner of the notebook often flipped through it.
She steadily took the things the old man stuffed into her hands, pursed her lips, and said in a deep voice: "I know, I will give the things to Uncle Wei. You... you hold on a little longer, they will be in soon."
Wei Dongshan hummed, but his voice was no longer clear.
Some medical staff in the operating room saw Wei Dongshan regain consciousness and ran out to inform his family.
After a while, the door of the operating room was pushed open.
A large group of people from the Wei family rushed in, blocking the operating table.
"Dad! Dad, are you okay? Don't scare me!" Wei Ying spoke the loudest and reacted most violently: "Where's the doctor? Hurry up and think of a solution. What do you mean?"
"Dad, open your eyes and look at me. It's me, Wei Ying."
"Grandpa." Wei Ling and Shen Jingyan were also there. Wei Ling came in a hurry and was wearing a red coat, which made her look particularly eye-catching.
She also followed and called for help with tears in her eyes.
Qiao Nian was pushed aside.
Wei Lou's face had turned pale, but he didn't follow the crowd in. Instead, he stood outside the crowd with his fists clenched and a grim look on his face.
He saw Qiao Nian who was also squeezed out, walked over, looked unhappy, and asked in a low voice: "My grandfather..."
Qiao Nian had a terrible headache. She looked up and met his eyes. Her throat seemed to be stuck and she couldn't say anything. "I'm sorry."
Two words, Wei Lou already knew the answer. He suddenly closed his eyes and opened them again, clenching his fingers tightly.
(End of this chapter)