"If you want to lecture me for Tang Xiaoxiao, no need, I don't think I'm wrong." Su Miao's tone was firm.
Gu Wangchuan shook his head: "I didn't."
"I don't care what you think, whether you feel distressed or uncomfortable, now that grandpa is like this, I don't want anyone to stimulate his emotions, so I slapped her. If you respect grandpa, don't do this
Let her show up when the time comes." Su Miao raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes full of sadness, and her palms were aching.
"Su Miao, I didn't inform her!" Gu Wangchuan explained: "I know what grandpa thinks, and I won't be so confused at this time."
Su Miao was surprised, wasn't he the one who informed her?
Immediately, there was a throbbing pain in her chest, interrupting her thinking.
Su Miao covered her brows and frowned, feeling out of breath.
She almost fell down due to lack of oxygen in her brain.
Gu Wangchuan held her hand and asked, "Do you feel bad? Go sit for a while and I'll go find a doctor."
Su Miao leaned against the wall, broke away from his hand, raised her head, and saw that his eyes were red, and her eyes were even redder.
Yes, she is not the only one who is sad that grandpa is like this now.
Grandpa has always doted on his grandson Gu Wangchuan, so now that the old man is dying, he should be the saddest one.
The saddest person would definitely not inform Tang Xiaoxiao to appear here to cause trouble for grandpa.
"Sorry..." Su Miao apologized.
"You did nothing wrong, there is no need to apologize." Gu Wangchuan also felt uncomfortable.
"Yeah." Su Miao looked complicated. She took a few deep breaths but didn't feel much better: "Grandpa needs to rest now and cannot be stimulated. You... take care of your people."
Gu Wangchuan's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. No matter how strong a person he is, when the person he loves the most is about to leave, his eyes will turn red.
Su Miao leaned against the wall, raised her head slightly, and looked at the lights in the hospital corridor. The light was cold and devoid of any human touch. The smell of disinfectant filled her nose, and she was filled with sadness everywhere.
The ward door was pushed open again, and Gu Yan and Leng Qingqiu walked out.
Leng Qingqiu's eyes were bloodshot and his face was full of grief.
"How's Grandpa?" Gu Wangchuan looked at Gu Yan, who also had a look of heavy sadness on his face.
Gu Yan said: "Your grandpa said he was tired and wanted to rest for a while. If he can't help but want to cry, just stay outside. If he can bear it, go in again. Don't disturb his rest by crying."
Su Miao stood up straight, wiped away her tears with both hands, then opened the door and walked into the ward.
The instruments in the ward were ticking.
After Gu Yan and Leng Qingqiu's persuasion, the old man put on the oxygen mask again, breathing heavily again and again.
It seemed that he had to use all his strength to get oxygen into his lungs.
Su Miao sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her grandfather quietly.
His hair is gray, his face is frowning, and his skin is white with a deathly air...
Su Miao was unwilling to accept this reality, but she knew in her heart that her grandfather's days were numbered.
She raised her lips and wanted to say many things to him, but in the end she couldn't say a word.
The tears remained silently again. She cried silently and raised her hands to wipe them away. A large piece of her sleeve was already wet, but she still refused to leave.
Gu Wangchuan also walked in.
After the ward door was closed, he walked directly to the edge of the bed and guarded his grandfather.
Tick tock tick…
The instrument maintained Mr. Gu's life while also monitoring his life.
The two of them sat on the edge of the bed and watched the old man all night.
Until a ray of morning sunlight shines into the window sill.
Suddenly, the instrument sounded an alarm.
Su Miao was startled and pressed the ambulance bell. A few seconds later, doctors and nurses rushed in and started rescue operations immediately.
In the confusion, she was taken out of the ward without knowing who.
Half an hour later, the doctor and nurse walked out of the ward and said sorry to them.
Su Miao's eyesight went dark, and after hearing Leng Qingqiu's exclamation, she lost consciousness.
When she opened her eyes again, it was completely white. She struggled to speak: "Where is this?"
The nanny heard the voice and stepped forward quickly: "Madam, this is the ward. You fainted before..."
"Grandpa is gone, right?" Su Miao asked, how she wished that everything in front of her was a dream.
The nanny was silent for a while and then said: "Yes, don't be too sad..."
"I want to be discharged from the hospital." Su Miao sat up, feeling dizzy, but she persisted and said: "Go and go through the discharge procedures. I want to see grandpa on his last journey."
"Madam, the old man's funeral is tomorrow, don't worry." The nanny helped her up.
"Go quickly!" Su Miao said sternly, "Help me get discharged from the hospital now!"
"Yes!" The nanny quickly went to complete the discharge procedures.
More than half an hour later, Su Miao arrived at the funeral parlor by car.
Gu Wangchuan was wearing a black suit and was negotiating with the funeral home staff about the specific funeral matters. When he saw Su Miao arriving, he walked over with a frown.
He was not in a good condition at the moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't have time to shave his blue stubble: "Why didn't you recuperate in the hospital?"
"I want to help." Su Miao noticed the haggard look on his face, and her heart ached: "Where is grandpa?"
"..." Gu Wangchuan looked at her deeply, "In the farewell hall."
"Thank you." Su Miao walked towards the farewell hall, like a puppet on strings, step after step, silently thinking about her reluctance in her heart with every step she took.
Finally, she walked to the coffin containing Mr. Gu.
Death is like a lamp going out...
Su Miao looked at the old man in the coffin. He had been neatly cleaned up by the makeup artist of the funeral home. His face was peaceful and his skin was rosy, as if he was asleep...
"Grandpa, Miaomiao is here." She cried softly, but did not dare to let her tears fall on the old man's body.
People of the older generation say that when people die, they should not be stained with the tears of younger generations, otherwise their footsteps will be heavy and they will be reluctant to leave when they leave.
Su Miao knelt down and kowtowed heavily to the old man: "Grandpa, have a good journey!"
Gu Wangchuan stood at the door of the farewell hall, looking at her like this, his heart ached.
Before the old man left, the thing he couldn't let go of the most was Su Miao.
When talking to him alone, in addition to telling him about the Gu family and the company, the rest of the chatter was about asking him to take good care of Su Miao...
Gu Wangchuan said silently in his heart: Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Miaomiao. Don't worry, have a good journey.
The old man's ceremony lasted for three days, and almost all the prominent people in Yangcheng came.
It wasn't until the old man was laid to rest that the mourners left silently.
"Miaomiao, go home." Gu Wangchuan looked at Su Miao who was kneeling in front of Mr. Gu's grave with red eyes, and said in a low voice.
"You guys should go back first. I want to stay with grandpa for a while longer." Su Miao looked blankly at the words on the tombstone.
"Miaomiao..." Gu Wangchuan wanted to say something else, but Leng Qingqiu stepped forward: "Give Miaomiao some time."
Gu Wangchuan thought for a while and then nodded, "I'll wait for you outside the cemetery."
Su Miao didn't respond, just looked at the tombstone quietly.
After everyone left, the wind in the cemetery became more noisy. She shed tears. Suddenly, a person walked out from the side.
After a while, a pair of black high heels appeared in front of Su Miao's eyes. This chapter has been completed!