"The patient may be under too much mental stress. Maybe he has been through too much recently. You, as his children and grandchildren, should help him relax. How can you let him bear such great pressure? His blood pressure is a little high. Be careful not to stimulate him or let him have wild thoughts."
…
The doctor's words made them feel a little confused.
The old man has made great achievements in his life, has a great reputation, and has no worries about food and clothing. Now he should be enjoying his old age. Why would he still have any mental pressure
Su Qianci couldn't figure it out, so she asked Li Sicheng.
Li Sicheng seemed to have known what the old man was thinking about, and said, "It's probably about the Tang family."
"Tang family?" Su Qianci felt a little surprised, but soon figured it out.
The Tang family and the Li family are old friends, and the two families have been neighbors for several generations.
Originally, the relationship between Grandpa Li and Grandpa Tang was pretty good, but when it came to Tang Zhenghao and Li Yao's generation, the relationship was not so good.
When Mr. Tang was alive, Mr. Li and Mr. Tang made a promise to each other: they would treat each other's descendants well.
But now the Tang family...
Mr. Tang has only one son, Tang Zhenghao, and Tang Zhenghao's son died more than ten years ago.
Now, not to mention a single seedling, even the people are gone.
Such a situation undoubtedly goes against the promise between the two old men.
So... that's why the old man is under a lot of mental pressure, right
Su Qianci felt like she had figured it out, and when she asked Li Sicheng about it, he just kept silent.
When the old man woke up, it was already afternoon.
Su Qianci made indirect inferences and found that the old man's thoughts were almost exactly as she had guessed.
The old man looked haggard. He looked older than yesterday. He sighed, "There aren't many people left in the old Tang family. I killed Tang Mengying with my own hands. If this goes to the underworld, I'm afraid the old Tang will hate me to death."
The old man's voice was full of self-blame and guilt. Su Qianci felt a little sad and shouted, "Grandpa..."
"By the way, Qianqian." The old man raised his cloudy eyes and looked at Su Qianci, "Can you help me call Xiao Lu over?"
"Yihan?" Su Qianci was stunned. She never expected that they would suddenly talk about Lu Yihan.
The old man nodded, lowered his eyes and said with guilt: "I'm sorry for that kid, let him come over and let me apologize to him in person..."
It was he who gave Lu Yihan hope. If he hadn't fanned the flames, Lu Yihan wouldn't even dare to think about it.
He thought Li Sicheng was dead, so he...
He has done so many wrong things.
"Grandpa, wait a moment, I'll make a call." Su Qianci patted the old man's hand, picked up the phone and dialed Lu Yihan.
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There is a kind of people who never come to the temple unless they have something to ask for.
At around noon, Lu Yihan was having lunch when he suddenly received a WeChat message.
The sender of the letter was a name I hadn’t seen for a long time: Yu Lili.
[Yu Lili]: Lu Yihan, are you there
[远陆亦寒]: In.
[Yu Lili]: [Voice] (I want to borrow some money from you)
[Yuan Lu Yihan]: Now that I know it’s you, how much do you want
[Yu Lili]: 200,000
Two hundred thousand is not too much, but not too little either.
When Yu Lili typed this number, she felt uneasy and complicated.
Afraid that he would refuse, but also afraid that he would ask.
After all, she was already very unbearable in his heart.
Would he think...she was trying to cheat him out of money
Would he... look down on her
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