My father-in-law is Lin Zhengying

Chapter 34
After chatting in the ward for a while and saying some comforting words about good luck, Xia Youren took advantage of Sun Haozhe's parents coming over to say goodbye and leave the ward.

Just as Xia Youren passed by a nearby ward, he heard some vague opera sounds coming from inside.

"...I can make diamond-shaped mirrors for my eyes, and your face looks like the moon that day. Your eyes are like stars in the sky, your steps are like flying clouds, and your words are like silver bells. Although I have looked at you thousands of times in the past, I seem to love you even more today... "

Although the voice was unclear, Xia Youren could tell after listening carefully that it was "The Perfect Match - Man Gong - Seven Girls in the Machine Room".

In his previous life, his grandparents loved to listen to this opera on the radio. He couldn't understand it, but after listening to it a lot, he would hum along with it.

It's just that his grandparents have been dead for many years, and he hasn't heard this piece of music for many years.

In the ward, this vague voice was full of deep love and reluctance for her lover.

Along with this inarticulate singing, there were also some intermittent sobs.

Xia Youren looked inside through the crack in the door. This was an exclusive VIP ward for the rich. The decoration inside was similar to that of Sun Haozhe's ward.

And at this time, the ward was full of people, all relatives of the patients on the bed.

I saw an old man in his [-]s half lying on the hospital bed wearing a hospital gown. He was in good spirits. Although all the teeth in his mouth had fallen out, he was still singing in high spirits.

Use your hands to straighten your sleeves and brush the wrinkled hospital gown. From time to time, you will make the bed next to you, and occasionally you will reach out and grab it in the air.

Seeing this scene, Xia Youren knew that the old man in his sixties was doomed.

Even if the gods come, it will be difficult to save them.

There is a clinical phenomenon in traditional Chinese medicine: touching the bed through clothes and picking up threads in the air is like seeing ghosts and gods.

This is the state of a person before death, the last reflection of life.

In Western medicine terms, it is a state of cerebral hypoxia and cerebral ischemia.

It is the last bit of adrenaline that launches a final charge against various organs in the body, trying to restart these old friends who have been with him for many years.

The old man in his [-]s in front of him is like this. Although he is in good mental condition now, he will pass away in a short time, ranging from three to five days to a few minutes.

The old man's relatives already knew the result, and they were all sobbing quietly beside him, extremely sad.

But the life and death of other people is none of his business, and there is nothing he can do about it.

It's just that he suddenly heard the music he often listened to as a child, felt sad in his heart, and wanted to stop and listen.

Now that I've finished listening, it's time for the old man to leave, and it's time for him to leave too.

"woo woo woo woo……"

But just as he was about to take steps to go downstairs, he heard an extremely violent cry suddenly coming from behind him, and it was no longer as covert as before.

With a sigh in his heart, Xia Youren knew that the old man must be gone.

I grant you three days of freedom and the rest of your worldly affairs.

The old man's appearance indicates that his life is complete, which can be regarded as a sign of joy and mourning.

Although it is a joyous occasion, there are always relatives who cannot accept the reality.

"Bang~"

I heard the ward door behind me being opened violently, and a middle-aged man rushed out of the ward.

It must be the son of the old man who died of illness just now. He was running towards the other end of the corridor, shouting loudly: "Doctor, doctor, come and see my dad, come and see my dad."

Behind the middle-aged man were two young girls, one of whom was an acquaintance of his - Wen Yushi.

Wen Yushi chased after the middle-aged man to persuade him: "Dad, grandpa has left, so don't bother the doctor."

"Yes, Dad."

Another younger girl also advised: "Grandpa told me before he died that he and grandma should be buried together." "Your grandpa is not dead yet."

Wen Jinghong looked sad, "I want the doctor to save your grandfather, no matter how much it costs."

"dad!"

Wen Yushi's tone increased, "Grandpa has left, so we don't want anyone to disturb his old man anymore."

Afterwards, the relatives in the ward also came out, and after another round of persuasion, Wen Jinghong was persuaded to accept the reality.

Wiping some turbid tears on his face, Wen Jinghong sighed helplessly, "Then go and ask your third uncle to come over and pick a good day to send Grandpa Yushi to the funeral."

After saying this, Wen Jinghong seemed much older, and his originally straight back became rickety.

Everyone returned to the ward one by one, but Wen Yushi walked towards Xia Youren who was watching the excitement.

With red eyes, Wen Yushi quickly adjusted her mood and forced a smile, "I didn't expect you to be in the hospital, Aren."

Xia Youren had a serious expression on his face, "Miss Yushi, please accept my condolences and pay attention to your health."

With a trace of sadness on his face, Wen Yushi nodded, "My grandpa is 86 years old this year. He didn't feel any pain when he passed away. It was considered a joyous loss, but my family couldn't accept it for a while."

Xia Youren didn't know how to comfort people, so he said dryly: "If you need any help, just ask."

"No need to help."

Wen Yushi shook her head, "We have anticipated everything and made arrangements in advance. Now we just need to wait for the third uncle to come and choose an auspicious day for the funeral."

Xia Youren nodded, "Then you must notify me when grandpa is going to be buried. Azhi and I will also come to see grandpa off."

"Do not worry."

Wen Yushi nodded, "When the date is determined, I will ask Azhi to tell you."

Xia Youren didn't say much, "Then I won't delay you Yushi. I have something else to do, so we can talk when we have time."

"Ah."

Wen Yushi nodded, "When my grandfather's matter is over, I'll treat you to dinner."

Seeing Xia Youren coming downstairs, Wen Yushi suppressed her sadness and prepared to enter the ward again, but she didn't want to be blocked by her sister guarding the door.

I saw Wen Yuting winking at her sister, with a hint of curiosity on her face, "Sister, who was that man just now? He looked quite handsome, could he be my brother-in-law?"

"Go~"

Wen Yushi rolled her eyes, "Grandpa just left, and I'm not in the mood to joke with you. The man just now was my assistant's boyfriend. I didn't expect to meet him here."

As he spoke, a trace of annoyance flashed across Wen Yushi's face, "I forgot to ask if someone in the family was sick when he appeared here. If so, I might be able to help."

She still attaches great importance to Lin Zhengying, the person behind Xia Youren, and is willing to invest in it for the long term.

It's just that because of her grandfather's death just now, she didn't think about it that much.

Shaking his head, he cleared these trivial matters from his mind. Dealing with his grandfather's funeral affairs was the most important thing now.

Xia Youren was also surprised to meet Wen Yushi in the hospital.

He was still willing to put in the effort to make friends with such an eldest princess of the Wen family.

After all, he has just traveled through time and everything is still in its infancy. If there are noble people to help him, it will be much easier for him.

The good wind sent me to Qingyun by force!
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(End of this chapter)