Huo Xiao's crutches were snatched away. He picked up the vase on the table and threw it at him: "You are a traitor, you are a traitor, you are a traitor!"
Huo Zhen kicked him and saw the old man staggered and fell to the ground. He continued to laugh and said, "Dad, don't be unconvinced, you are really old."
Huo Xiao's eyes went black for a while, and he breathed heavily. His heart hurt unbearably. He covered his heart and looked at the medicines rolling on the ground. His face turned purple and frightening. He opened his mouth and murmured: "Medicine, medicine... "
Huo Zhen picked up the medicine bottle, walked up to him and asked with a smile: "Dad, do you want this?"
Huo Xiao stared straight at the life-saving medicine, struggling to grab it, with a painful look on his face: "Medicine... medicine..."
Huo Zhen laughed more and more heartily. The hatred that had been buried in his heart for decades was finally aroused at this moment. The beast hidden deep in his heart also woke up. He threw the medicine bottle away and rolled away. The medicine bottle was far away, and he said: "Dad, did you see it? The medicine is right there. Go get it yourself!"
After saying that, I stood there admiring his painful and desperate look. I felt that after so many years of resentment, I was in a usually happy mood. I watched the old man crawl to the medicine bottle and kicked it again. Far.
"Dad, I have a document here. I hope you can sign it for me." Huo Zhen took out an equity transfer document, squatted on the ground, took his hand and forced him to press his fingerprints, and said with a smile: " I know that you, the old man, like Lao Liu and want to hand over all the family business to him, but Dad, the property of the Huo family can only belong to the direct descendants of the Huo family. Who is Huo Ci? He is just a concubine. It’s just a little beast, dad, why haven’t you figured it out after all these years?”
"You... Ni... Nizi..." Huo Xiao cursed out with difficulty. He began to lack oxygen. He began to open his mouth wide and breathe heavily. His consciousness gradually began to blur and his body began to become numb.
It turns out that his heart is soft and intolerant, and his connivance will not make him wake up and find his way back. It will only make him hate even more, burying his resentment deeply in his heart, waiting to give him a fatal blow.
He clearly felt warm liquid flowing out of his nose, mouth, and even his eyes and ears, and the footsteps of death were getting closer and closer.
He thought, if he died like this, what would Yin'er do? What should Shengsheng do? What should Xiaoqi do
If he died, would Lao Liu go on a killing spree
Yes, at the last moment of his life, he was still worried that their brothers would kill each other. He had been guarding against it for so long, but he still couldn't stop what he was most afraid of happening, or was it just coming like this
It turns out that when a person is dying, he will think about so much.
It was pitch black before my eyes, and my head started to buzz.
"Husband, husband!"
"Grandpa, grandpa, wake up, grandpa!"
"Grandpa, I'm Xiao Qi, what's wrong with you, Grandpa?"
"Dad, dad, hold on, you must hold on."
Someone is calling him, who is crying, Yin'er, Ci'er, Shengsheng, Xiaoqi, who else
He wanted to answer, but couldn't utter a word. He finally lost consciousness completely and fell into a deep sleep.
For two days and two nights, without sleep, Su Xiyin stayed in front of the bed, motionless looking at the man with all kinds of tubes inserted into his body. The man she loved most seemed to be completely destroyed and patched up again. Just like the robot he had put together, no matter what she said, he had no reaction. Only the beating apex monitor on the bedside could tell her that he was still alive.
"Grandma, I beg you, can you have something to eat?" Ling Sheng came over with a bowl of porridge and half-knelt in front of her, her eyes filled with mist.
"Shengsheng, you eat, you eat first, grandma is not hungry." Su Xiyin looked at her granddaughter, her eyes were very gentle and gentle, but there was no expression at all: "Good boy, you eat, I will accompany your grandpa."
"Grandma." Ling Sheng's voice became hoarse after she finished speaking. She didn't know how to persuade her. She hadn't closed her eyes for two days and nights and hadn't eaten anything: "But you can at least eat something, just one bite, okay? Grandpa loves you so much and feels sorry for you. How uncomfortable it would be for him to know that you stay with him like this without eating or drinking."
Two days ago, grandma took Xiaoqi home with her. When they arrived at home, they found grandpa lying in the study. When he was sent to the hospital, the doctor said that if he was found a little later, he would not be able to be saved. He had a heart attack. The relapse caused a stroke and cerebral hemorrhage. After a day and night of resuscitation, my grandfather was finally snatched back from the hands of death.
"Shengsheng." Su Xiyin looked at her granddaughter and then at her husband on the bed, as if asking her, but also asking herself, with a hoarse and broken voice: "What do you think I will do if your grandpa is gone?"
When Ling Sheng heard this, she couldn't hold it back. She covered her face, tears fell down, and her hoarse voice comforted: "Grandma, don't worry, grandpa will be fine. Let's see a doctor for grandpa. My dad found the best doctor in the world." A good doctor will definitely be able to cure grandpa."
"Go and eat. Grandma will stay with your grandpa for a while and talk to him. He has a bad temper. If I eat first and he doesn't eat, he will be angry again." Su Xiyin's voice was very gentle and she wiped her tears. Trying to smile: "Be good, don't cry!"
Ling Sheng couldn't bear it. When she went out with the bowl, she heard her grandma's soft and soft voice, talking to her grandpa. Her tears couldn't stop falling, and the fishy and salty taste spread into her mouth, making her heart feel sour. of.
People have joys and sorrows, but she never thought that natural and man-made disasters would come so quickly and unexpectedly, leaving no time for any mental preparation. Grandpa was presiding over the family affairs a few days ago, and the day of the accident was his 70th birthday. It was my birthday, but in a blink of an eye, I fell ill and was lying on the hospital bed.
Jun Shiyan watched the little girl come out, worriedly went up to her, took the bowl in her hand, wiped her tears with her long white fingers, and asked warmly: "Grandma, you don't want to eat, do you?"
Ling Sheng nodded, her tears were like broken beads, and she couldn't stop them. She lay in the man's arms and cried sadly: "Third Master, if my grandpa leaves, what will grandma do?"
Grandma and grandpa seemed to be one and the same. If grandpa really died like this, grandma would definitely not be able to survive. She used to think that all the nonsense about asking what love is in the world and telling people to make a life-or-death commitment was all a lie.
But the love between grandparents is really like this. No one can live without the other. If something happens to one, the other will not be able to survive in this world. Without the person you love most, even if there are thousands of things in the world Well, it has nothing to do with you.
(End of chapter)