He glanced at the direction of Yang Guangming's house.
Seeing the door open, he frowned slightly.
When I walked out of the yard, I heard the sound of laughter next door.
Yang Guangming's voice rang in his ears: "Suhang, thank you so much. I like Xiaobao and Chenchen so much. Xiaobao has called me grandpa for so long. I must give him some money before I leave."
When he heard that Yang Guangming wanted to give Xiaobao money, Fangge's face changed drastically.
I have called him my cousin for so many years, and I couldn’t afford to borrow any money, but now I have to give money to a child who has no blood relationship?
Yang Guangming, you old fool.
The more Fangge thought about it, the angrier he became, and he became more determined to implement the plan he had come up with last night.
After a short effort, Yang Guangming came back with a smile on his face.
Seeing Fangge standing in the yard, he looked strange: "Are you up? Have you had breakfast?"
Fangge suddenly came to his senses, with a smile on his face: "Cousin, you are going to Hong Kong City. I don't know when we will meet next time. I cooked some porridge this morning. You must eat more, too.
This is my last filial piety to you."
Yang Guangming did not refuse.
Taking the bowl that Fangge brought to his hand, he sighed softly: "Fangge, my cousin can't help you anymore. You have to live a good life, make more money for your parents, and let them follow you.
Live a good life and..."
Yang Guangming raised his head and looked at Fangge with deep meaning: "There are some things you can't do anymore, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life and there will be no way out."
Fangge's expression changed again and again.
He knew that Yang Guangming was talking about stealing money from himself.
He has no words.
Watching Yang Guangming drink most of the bowl of porridge.
"I can't eat any more." Yang Guangming put the bowl on the table.
He didn't notice the slightly raised corners of Fang Ge's mouth.
"Cousin, I'm going to make some medicine for you."
Yang Guangming felt a little tired but didn't stop him.
With little effort, Fangge came to him with the medicine.
Yang Guangming took medicine and felt something was not right.
Every time I take the medicine, my body feels much more relaxed, but today I feel stuffy and out of breath.
He kept coughing.
"Cousin, what's wrong with you?"
Fangge was startled and shouted loudly.
Su Hang, who was eating next door, heard Fang Ge's shout. He and Su Gang quickly put down their bowls and ran over.
Yang Guangming's face was as pale as paper. He pointed at his chest, but was speechless.
It's like there's something stuck in the throat.
Su Hang realized something was wrong and quickly shouted to Su Gang and Fang Ge: "Quick, we have to take Uncle Yang to the hospital."
The three people hurriedly helped Yang Guangming to the tricycle next to him and quickly left the courtyard.
Along the way, Yang Guangming held his hands tightly together in pain, sweating on his forehead.
Fortunately, the hospital was not far from the courtyard where they lived, and they arrived at the hospital quickly.
Yang Guangming was pushed in for rescue.
Su Hang's eyes fell on Fangge: "What's going on? Isn't Uncle Yang in good condition recently? And he was not in any condition when he was chatting in our yard just now?"
Fangge's eyes were red: "I don't know, he...he just took the medicine and it's like this. Maybe...his condition is too serious, that's why the pain suddenly doesn't stop. After all, cancer cannot be cured at all."
"Cancer?" Su Hang took a breath. "Although I have long known that Uncle Yang was in poor health, I never thought that he was suffering from such a serious illness.
No wonder the old man suddenly sells his house.
turn out to be……
Suhang regretted a little, regretting that he did not bring Yang Guangming to the hospital earlier.
If he had come to the hospital for examination earlier, maybe the old man's condition would not be so serious.
Yang Guangming was quickly pushed back to the ward.
Already awake, he spoke in a weak voice and held Su Hang's hand: "I... I have no time. I can't go to Hong Kong City with you. Can you... help me... help me give them a break?"
Letter, tell them that I...I really miss them."
It was just a short sentence, but Yang Guangming said it very hard, and it took him a long time to finish.
Su Hang's eyes turned red and he leaned forward slightly: "Uncle Yang, don't worry, you will be fine. I will wait for you to recover before we go to Hong Kong City."
Yang Guangming was weak and fell into coma again.
Su Hang told Fang Ge and Su Gang to take care of him, and he went to the doctor's office. He originally had a glimmer of hope, but the doctor's words were like a bucket of cold water poured on him, ruthlessly extinguishing all his hopes.
"There is no hope, let's prepare for the funeral."
Suhang didn't know how he returned to the ward.
Su Gang asked anxiously: "What did the doctor say?"
Su Hang glanced at Yang Guangming and sighed softly: "There is no hope."
Yang Guangming didn't wake up until the next day, but his energy was much worse.
Under his pleading, Suhang agreed to go to Hong Kong City.
After writing down the address Yang Guangming told his family, he left the hospital.
Before leaving, he repeatedly told his wife to take good care of him, and he quickly returned to Jingshi and took his eldest sister, Wang Qing and Jiang Yue to Yangcheng.