Old Dengtou could not imagine how his son, who he had raised with all his heart, could become like that, greedy, selfish, and ruthless.
Mr. Xia glared at him and said, "Your son doesn't care whether you live or die, so don't you know how to come to me? The plum garden is so big, are you afraid that there will be no place for you? Besides, it's not like you don't know my medical skills. As long as I’m here, lung cancer is no big deal.”
Old Dengtou sighed: "I know your thoughts, but I don't want you to experience life and death again. I know my own body. I won't live long, so why bother you anymore?"
Mr. Xia reached out and pinched his arm, and said angrily: "Stubborn old man, you used to say that I was stubborn. I think you are much more stubborn than me."
Old Dengtou smiled. He didn't want to mention his son anymore, so he asked Mr. Xia: "Old Xia, you said you have something to do with me, what exactly do you mean?"
Speaking of this, Mr. Xia remembered their initial business and asked hurriedly: "Old Deng, do you still remember the diamond-shaped stone seat I gave you before you went abroad?"
Old Dengtou nodded: "Of course I remember. I've been interested in that thing for a long time. You were reluctant to give it to me. You didn't give it to me until I left the country. How could I forget it? What's wrong?"
Mr. Xia was not embarrassed and said directly: "That thing is very important to me. I must come back now. Have you brought it back home?"
Seeing the seriousness on Lao Xia's face, Lao Deng nodded quickly and said, "I brought it back. When I was abroad, my white-eyed wolf son heard that it was a gift from you and thought it was some precious antique. He secretly took it for appraisal. He got it. Knowing that it was just an ordinary stone, it was returned to me, and I took it back to China not long after, and now it is kept in my residence."
Old Deng struggled to sit up, but was pushed down by Mr. Xia: "Don't move around, just rest here. I will come back to Meiyuan with me after you are discharged from the hospital in a few days. I will pick up the things myself. I know the place." .”
Old Dengtou knew Mr. Xia's temperament and didn't know his condition. If he knew his condition, he would definitely not let him live in a rented house alone again. After all, it wouldn't be too bad to have a companion before he died. lonely.
Old Dengtou pointed to the trousers in the chair beside him and said: "The key is in the trouser pocket. You can get it yourself and put it in the bottom drawer of the tabletop table."
Mr. Xia asked Yuan Qiu to get the key and said, "I will stay in the hospital, and you two can follow Qihua to lie down."
Xia Yuanqiu took the key and said to his grandfather: "I understand, you must rest tonight. You didn't sleep last night, so you can't stay up any longer."
Mr. Xia chuckled: "I understand, girl, go ahead!"
The feeling of being nagged and controlled by his granddaughter was so beautiful, he dreamed about it day and night.
After Xia Yuanqiu and Zhu Yan left the ICU with Qihua, Old Dengtou asked curiously: "Who is this girl? She looks familiar, but I can't remember where I have seen her before."
Mr. Xia smiled and said: "She is your savior. If she were not here today, I, with my trembling eyes and hands, might not be able to save you!"
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Siping Avenue—Macro Community.
This is an old community. The buildings are very old and the old trees are towering. You can imagine how long this community has existed. And because it is far away from the urban area and has no development value, it has not been favored by developers so far, so there is no hope of demolition.