Domineering President: Don't force marriage too much

Chapter 198 Hurry up to the hospital
The old man's spirit has improved a lot. After sleeping for a long time, he can't fall asleep now. Under the care of Aunt Lan and the servants, he closed his eyes and listened to Peking Opera.

Mo Xue walked in, knowing that the old man's body had recovered six to seven points, hesitated for a long time, then quietly took Aunt Lan's sleeve, called her out, and told her what happened just now.

After hearing her words, Aunt Lan couldn't close her mouth in shock. She grabbed her hand excitedly and asked repeatedly: "Really? Did Xiaoxuan really say that?"

Mo Xue nodded vigorously.

Aunt Lan probably received too much shock, her body shook twice, she leaned on the wall, her eyes were red, and she kept murmuring: "God has eyes, God has eyes! Yonghua, he... Yonghua, he has eyes." Later..."

Mo Xue supported her worriedly: "Aunt Lan, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm fine..." Aunt Lan covered her heart, tears streaming down her face, "I'm going to tell the old man about such an important matter..."

Mo Xue said: "But the old man is still ill, telling him will it cause him too much stimulation..."

Aunt Lan was so excited that she was a little incoherent: "No, the saddest thing in this old man's life is that Yonghua passed away so early that he didn't even have blood. I must be very happy to hear that Yonghua has a queen. I want to tell him right away. Hurry up……"

She spoke without stopping, and was almost out of breath immediately, so shocked that Mo Xue quickly persuaded her: "Aunt Lan, don't worry, that child can't leave again, take your time..."

Aunt Lan couldn't speak for a while, and after being helped into the room by Mo Xue, she sat down on the edge of the bed, holding her chest, finally calmed down, asked the servant to turn off the sound, and said to the old man, "Master, I want to tell you It's big news, you have to be mentally prepared, don't faint from excitement..."

The old man opened his somewhat cloudy eyes, and said without energy: "What good news..."

The eldest son's room, which he had carefully preserved for more than ten years, was burned to black overnight. He saw it last time, and his heart ached. Although the two grandsons immediately started to restore the room, the restored room , no matter how similar it is, it doesn't have the breath of a son...

That room has always kept the decorations of his son's life. Every time he stands in the room, he can feel that his son is still alive. The room was burned like this, and part of his anger was burned away. For a while, his body and aura were originally tough, and he really looked like a 90-year-old man.

Aunt Lan wiped her tears and said, "Extremely good news! It's good news about Yonghua..."

Mr. Wu coughed and said: "Yonghua's room is burned like that, what good news can there be, don't lie to me with nice words, I don't need..."

Aunt Lan said: "Old man, listen carefully, the thing you most hope for in the rest of your life is about to come true, Yonghua - he - he has a child, and this child has already come to our house..."

"What did you say?"

Before Mo Xue had time to worry, Mr. Wu had already yelled and sat up from the bed, his turbid eyes flashed sharply, and his old voice suddenly rose several degrees: "Say it again!"

Aunt Lan also raised her voice word by word: "Yonghua has a child outside! This child is at our house now!"

"Really?" Mr. Wu was so excited, but he didn't have a heart attack or fainted. Instead, he regained his spirits as if he had been shot with stimulants. He threw off the quilt, stepped on the ground with both feet, and waved his hands, " Take me to see him immediately! I want to see Yonghua's child, my own grandson!"

Mo Xue was very pleased with his performance, but she also had black lines on her face: wouldn't he be surprised to hear that a grandson suddenly appeared?Do not doubt?Do not hesitate?

Aunt Lan supported him: "Don't worry, that child won't run away. You should take the medicine first, calm down, and be mentally prepared before going to see her! Otherwise, if you rush out like this and say you want to recognize your granddaughter, they won't let you go." Scared?"

Mr. Wu looked very happy: "That's right! Hurry up and bring me the medicine, and also, bring my favorite coat. I want to dress up to meet my grandson!"

While feeding him medicine and dressing him, Aunt Lan said softly: "Old man, Yonghua's child has lived with his mother outside for more than ten years and has never seen Yonghua. I'm afraid he has some opinions on our family. You Stay patient for a while, don't scare the little girl..."

"Little girl?" The old man noticed the word only now, "You mean I have a little granddaughter?"

"Well," Aunt Lan nodded, and said warmly, "Well, she is the daughter of Yonghua and Lin Ju..."

"Lin Ju..." At the mention of this name, Mr. Wu felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his body shook suddenly, and his whole body froze.

Mo Xue immediately became worried, he looks like... no problem, right?

After a while, old man Wu's face flashed with remorse and sadness, he sat down on crutches, and said slowly: "She... how is she doing now?"

Aunt Lan sighed and stroked his chest: "Old man, you should be mentally prepared, I will tell you clearly what happened, you have to hold on."

Old Man Wu looked disappointed: "Let's talk, as long as I can see my granddaughter and let this child recognize his ancestors, no matter what happens, I can bear it..."

Aunt Lan looked at Mo Xue: "Xiaoxue, tell the old man what you said to me."

Mo Xue thought for a while, and first told the old man that Brother Yi found out that Lin Gu'er was probably his granddaughter after investigation, so that the old man would be happy first.

Sure enough, when the old man heard the news, he was very excited: "It turned out to be this child... No wonder I liked this child so much when I saw it. Now that I think about it, she really looks a bit like Yonghua. It's so fateful, it turns out that there is really a destiny, a destiny..."

Mo Xue waited for him to calm down before saying, "She has lived with her mother for so many years, and she has had a hard time, so she may not accept you all at once..."

The excitement and excitement on Mr. Wu's face dissipated, leaving only sadness: "I know... I did such an unreasonable thing to her mother back then, and it's normal for her to have resentment towards me and our family... Regardless of her How to blame me and hate me, I admit it, as long as she can live well in the future and can recognize this family, I will do anything... So, tell me, I am mentally prepared. "

Mo Xue told him everything she knew about Lin Gu'er, but in order to prevent him from being too excited all at once, she didn't mention the fire.

After listening to Mr. Wu, he sighed for a long time: "Lin Ju has already passed away. Until his death, Yonghua and her didn't meet each other. The two of them left early, and I, the old man, still live well Yes, I am really ashamed of them..."

As he said that, he couldn't help crying: "I don't even have a chance to make up for it, how can I go to see them if I die..."

This once mighty man who has lived for nearly a century, at this moment, is no different from other old people. He only cares about his children and grandchildren, only thinks about his children and grandchildren, and thinks about the things he has done wrong to his children and grandchildren... …

Aunt Lan wiped his tears while comforting him: "We are already ashamed of Yonghua and Lin Ju, we can't let Gu'er down anymore, don't be too sad, the past can't be made up for, cheer up and be good." Treating this child is what we should do..."

Old Man Wu took a few breaths before saying: "You're right, the rest of my time as an old man, I will treat this child well. Whether she forgives me or not, I will try my best to make up for her..."

After more than ten minutes, the old man finally passed the most emotional and sad mood, and he calmed down a lot. With the support of Aunt Lan and Mo Xue, he walked slowly to the living room.

In the corner of the living room, Brother Crow and Linguer were still sitting there, as if they were competing for something, but no one spoke.

Seeing the old man coming, Brother Crow seemed to know what he was here for, so he stood up quickly and gave him the seat opposite Lin Guer.

As soon as the old man sat down, he looked at Linguer. Linguer's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, then looked up at him, then lowered his head, holding the teacup and drinking tea slowly.

The old man was not in a hurry to speak, but looked at Lin Guer carefully, just like a researcher studying microorganisms with a microscope.

After a long while, Lin Gu'er finally lost her composure, raised her head, and said coldly, "What are you looking at? You're already quite old, what do you want to do by staring at a little girl? Is it disgusting?"

The old man was completely unaffected by her words, he just stared at her face, and quietly said: "Like, it's really similar, no wonder I liked it at first sight..."

Lin Gu'er said coldly: "What do you look like? You are old and dim, and you are dying, aren't you?"

The old man stroked his beard and said, "You look very similar to Yonghua, that is, your father. Your eyes and nose are almost exactly the same, and your face and lips seem to be more like your mother..."

"Pounding", Lin Gu'er, who had been calm during the confrontation with the crow brothers, stood up so excited that he couldn't even hold the cup steadily, and the cup fell straight to the table, splashing the tea.

"Don't mention my mother! My mother has nothing to do with you! It has nothing to do with the Wu family! My mother is mentioned by someone like you, it is an insult to her! You shut up, this Don't ever mention my mother again..." She spoke very excitedly, her voice trembling a little, as if she was about to lose control.

No one cared about the tea that fell on the table, they just quietly looked at the old and young who had a deep rift.

"I'm sorry—" For someone like Mr. Wu, it must be difficult to say these three words, but at this time, Mr. Wu no longer has the slightest majesty and momentum as usual, with tears in his eyes, and his voice is old and sad. The waist is bent a lot, and it is really no different from other old people.

Lingu'er's body was slightly turned sideways, her clenched hands were trembling, but her voice was still cold: "I have no relatives or reason with you, what are you sorry for? Old man, you are really sick, you should go to the hospital quickly !"

(End of this chapter)