Mi Yang couldn't care less now. He could only stay by his grandmother's bed and hold her hand, trying to transfer the warmth of his palm to her body.
But his grandmother's hand was thin and cold. No matter how hard he held it, he couldn't transfer his vitality to her body.
But he held his grandmother's hand tightly, as if he was holding the first bit of warmth in his life.
The medical staff came over and gently massaged his grandmother. After some time, his grandmother fell asleep. Her breathing was even, and her mouth was slightly open.
He gently let go of his grandmother's hand and stood up. When he walked out of the room, he saw his father pacing back and forth with a worried look on his face.
"How is Grandma's condition? Why didn't she go to the hospital for systematic treatment? "He asked his father in an unusually sorrowful voice.
Mi Yang's father didn't argue with his son. "Grandma is already ninety-three years old. Many of her organs have aged, and there's no way to save her. "His voice was no less sorrowful than Mi Yang's.
His voice was low and somewhat helpless. He closed his eyes as he spoke, then reached out his hand and gently patted his son's shoulder.
As long as one was born a human, no one could escape from illness and death. This was the law of nature, and no one could escape it.
Mi Yang naturally believed in his father. His father could be said to be obedient to his grandmother. Many things that he didn't want to do, he finally achieved his goals through his grandmother.
But what about in the future? Was his grandmother really going to pass away like this? He really couldn't accept such a reality!
"Don't tell me there's no room for negotiation? Wasn't Grandma always in good health? How did it suddenly reach such an incorrigible state? "He lowered his head. His mood was really depressed, and he was in extreme pain.
Mi Yang's father sighed heavily and turned his head to the side. "Grandma's body hasn't been in good health for a long time. Her heart had problems three years ago, and two years ago, her lungs also had problems. Grandma just didn't let you know. " He knew his mother's condition best, but his mother kept saying that Mi Yang was not mature enough to let him know.
Mi Yang's tears rolled down his cheeks. He felt as if his world had suddenly fallen into chaos. How could this be? In his heart, his grandmother had always been his greatest spiritual harbor, but now that this harbor was going to be destroyed, where could he rest for a while in the future?
Papa Mi turned around and gently patted his son on the shoulder. "Spend more time with Grandma these few days. She misses you all the time. She can't stop worrying about you."
Mi Yang nodded. He naturally knew this and understood the logic behind it.
"I will always stay by Grandma's side." Mi Yang really couldn't think of anything now. His grandma's illness had already occupied his heart.
That night, he stayed by his grandmother's side, holding her hand tightly. However, Grandma's hands were always so cold. No matter how young and energetic he was, he couldn't melt that coldness.
Early the next morning, the sun rose as scheduled, sprinkling its warm light onto the earth and onto Grandma's window. The curtains were pulled open, and warm sunlight shone on Grandma's bed. However, it couldn't warm up Grandma's life that was about to end.
After breakfast, Grandma finally woke up again. She recognized Mi Yang in front of her at a glance. She held her grandson's hand seriously. "Yang 'er, you must live well and work well!" Her eyes were full of ardent light.
However, she only woke up for a short time before she fell into a coma again.
Mi Yang felt his heart wrench into a ball. After Grandma fell into a coma again, he pulled his father aside. "Dad, why is Grandma's condition so serious?" Only now did he realize that Grandma was at the end of her life.
Papa Mi wanted to say something, but Mi Yang angrily hit his hand against the wall. "Why didn't you call me back earlier? Why did you only tell me when things were getting out of hand? "
His eyes were red, and he felt like a volcano was rolling in his heart. He felt extremely depressed in his heart. When he came yesterday, he thought that his grandmother was just seriously ill, but now he clearly realized that his grandmother's life seemed to have come to an end. He couldn't accept this fact.
Papa Mi glanced at him, but didn't say anything. He understood and could understand his son. He understood that his heart was in extreme pain. He couldn't help but feel sorry for his son.
Just then, Papa Mi's wife came over with a few glasses of juice. She said in a flattering tone, "Have some juice."
Papa Mi took the glasses and wanted to hand them to Mi Yang, but Mi Yang turned around and ran out.
He felt that the atmosphere here was extremely stifling. Everything that had happened here was completely unacceptable to him. He had to find a way to vent all the anger in his heart. Otherwise, he might really be suppressed to death like this.
Mi Li's father gave the bodyguards a look, and two of them followed him out. The only young master of the Mi Group was also very difficult to deal with.
Madam Mi walked over. She really had a headache.
She and Papa Mi didn't have any children. Although they had been married for many years, he had always insisted on not having children, saying that he was afraid it would affect his 100% love for Mi Yang. But no matter how she treated Mi Yang, this child never accepted her. He refused to have any interaction with her.
"Mi Chang, you should go out with him. This child is too thoughtful. He might not be able to handle Grandma's current situation, "Madam Mi suggested to Papa Mi.
Although she didn't have any feelings for Mi Yang, she had no choice. On the surface, she had to be polite. She was very clear about the position of her son in Mi Chang's heart. If she wanted to stay in this family, she had to get along well with Mi Yang.
"Keep a close eye on Mom. I'll be back soon, "he said to her, and then went out.
Mi Yang was running for his life outside. The sun that had just risen shone on his body, elongating his shadow behind him. The two bodyguards followed him from a distance.
He glanced at Mi Yang, who had run far away, and couldn't help but sigh. This brat, it seemed that he had to vent his anger. But he really didn't have so much energy to follow him.
Mi Chang slowly followed behind, letting the bodyguards follow Mi Yang.
This villa area was huge, but there were very few people. At this time, basically no one would come out for a walk. If people wanted to drive to work, they would go through the basement. Although the scenery on the ground was beautiful, it was a little lonely.
Mi Yang kept running along the long track, as if there was no end to the road. His whole heart seemed to be floating in the air, and he didn't know where to fall. The fire in his heart was surging left and right, and he couldn't find an outlet!
He could only run forward as fast as he could, gasping for air. As he breathed, the fire in his chest overflowed little by little!
He was like a crazed lion cub, roaring as he charged forward.
Although the bodyguards were well-trained, they rarely ran like this. However, in such a situation, they could only follow him dutifully to ensure his safety.
Mi Chang looked at his son's appearance, and his heart ached. He couldn't forget his first wife, and he felt sorry for her. So all these years, he also tried his best to love his only son. In order to ensure his uniqueness, he even didn't let his wife get pregnant, depriving her of her right to be a mother.
But even so, Mi Yang still ignored him. Thanks to the mediation of his grandmother, Mi Yang, this child, was doing quite well.
He found a pavilion and sat down. Under the sun, he really couldn't run like this.
Meanwhile, Mi Yang kept running. He only felt the sun above his head, and the wind in his ears. He couldn't feel anything else. He didn't know how long he ran, but he felt that his whole body no longer had strength. His legs went soft, and he fell.
When he woke up again, he found himself in his own room. He hadn't been back to this room for a long time. He looked around and wondered why he fell asleep. Before he finished recalling his memories, his father appeared in front of his bed. "You're awake? Eat something! "He held juice and milk in his hand.
He sat up, and all the memories came back to life in his mind.
"How is grandma? Did she wake up again? "Grandma might leave him at any time. This was an indisputable fact. Therefore, he had to stay by her side. He wanted to talk to her more and chat with her.
"She sleeps and wakes up. Drink this to replenish your energy, and then go and stay by grandma's side." He said pleasantly, but his voice was very sad.
"Yes, dad." Mi Yang answered softly.
But when he called him dad calmly, Mi Chang couldn't help but look up at him. How long had it been since his precious son talked to him like this?
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