Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âMaster!â Nanny Zhang was standing closest to Old Master Gu, so she was the first one rushing toward him.
âGrandpa!â said Gu Yusheng. Holding onto one of Qin Zhiâaiâs hands, he dragged her with him as he hurried over, and she stumbled along with him.
Qin Zhiâai had not seen Old Master Gu for more than a month, since the Gu Companyâs annual party, and he seemed to have aged since then. In fact, his paleness made his face appear transparent, and his breathing was labored. Numerous tubes were coming out of the exposed areas of his body and from under the sheet covering him.
âGrandpa!â Gu Yusheng called out again. He looked up at Old Master Guâs surgeon.
The surgeon understood without Gu Yusheng asking. He replied, âMr. Gu is not in good condition right now.â
Qin Zhiâai could clearly feel Gu Yushengâs hand shaking in hers.
âWe will arrange for the best doctors and nurses to evaluate and care for your grandfather, and he will be closely monitored in the ICU. Mr. Gu, you need to be prepared for any bad turn, though.â
After the surgeon briefed Gu Yusheng on his grandfatherâs condition, Old Master Gu weakly called out from his bed, âYusheng.â
âIâm here, Grandpa.â Gu Yusheng saw his grandfather trying to lift his hand to grab something. He didnât hesitate to hold his hand out to hold his grandfatherâs hand as he said again, âIâm here, Grandpa.â
Not completely conscious yet, he mumbled, âYusheng,â a number of times before realizing Gu Yusheng was holding his hand. Once he realized Gu Yusheng was next time him, he said in a weak voice, âYusheng, please get along with Xiaokou, okay?â
Gu Yushengâs body stiffened. He immediately stopped repeating, âIâm here, Grandpa,â in a comforting voice.
Disappointment washed over Qin Zhiâai like a bucket of cold water, but she quickly composed herself out of worry and concern for Gu Yusheng. She looked up at him as he still held her hand.
Gu Yushengâs grandfather then continued to say, almost as if chanting, âPlease get along with Xiaokou, okay?â Gu Yusheng watched his grandfather with lips pressed together, not saying anything.
Old Master Gu continued, seemingly to elicit a promise from Gu Yusheng. Eventually, he began breathing irregularly, and his speech became confused.
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Gu Yusheng remained unresponsive and slowly turned to look at Qin Zhiâai.
When his eyes locked onto hers, he moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something. Qin Zhiâai looked down to avoid his stare. She pressed her lips together and, as though sheâd made a final decision, pulled her hand away.
She pulled her hand out of his so hard that Gu Yushengâs heart skipped a beat, and he immediately grabbed her wrist.
Qin Zhiâaiâs fingers shook as she turned her head sideways so as not to look at Gu Yusheng. She then pulled her wrist out of his hand, turned around, and ran to the elevator.