Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s Chapter 2371 - 2307: Is It Too Coldhearted?
Previously on Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s...
Upon encountering him once more, she realized he had become even thinner, his face deathly pale, and a couple of white hairs now streaked his eyebrows.
How greatly had the years worn him down?
Chiang Xiao pondered what emotions stirred in Meng Xinian upon witnessing his father in such a state.
Yet abruptly, a doubt crept in—was she truly acting with excessive detachment by turning a blind eye?
Regardless of his past faults, he remained Meng Xinian's father at the core.
The bond between father and son they shared differed vastly from the rift she had with Chen Zhu.
She and Chen Zhu could sever ties entirely, viewing one another as total strangers, with no desire for mending in this life, but despite any grudges Meng Xinian harbored against his father, blood connected them eternally.
For Old Meng's benefit, setting aside Meng Chaojun himself, at minimum for Meng Xinian's well-being, she ought to lend a hand.
No matter a parent's flaws, their presence anchors a tangible reality; once lost, all fury or bitterness finds no outlet.
Gazing at Meng Chaojun, who seemed two decades older in just one year, Chiang Xiao let out an involuntary sigh.
The bygones were placed on hold for now.
Maybe because she had located her own father, Chiang Xiao's bitterness toward Meng Chaojun had softened considerably.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with him?"
Old Meng let out a heavy sigh. "He hasn't been sleeping right, skipped his meds, passed out on the stairs, and tumbled down. Luckily, Meng Sheng was around the house, or I might not have noticed from the yard."
At present, Meng Sheng lingered at home to stand guard.
He hadn't anticipated Chiang Xiao's arrival.
Chiang Xiao stretched her neck to glimpse a nasty bruise marking the opposite side of Meng Chaojun's forehead.
"He struck his head." She creased her brow, hoping he was alright.
"That's right." Old Meng clasped his son's hand, a sharp ache piercing his nostrils. "I'm unsure if he'll pull through."
Over the recent days, Meng Chaojun had confided that his vitality waned with each passing day, uncertain if he could endure until Xinian's wedding.
Those words had nearly brought tears to his aged eyes.
Chiang Xiao sank into quiet thought.
It appeared chemotherapy could no longer aid Meng Chaojun.
His health had deteriorated further, hadn't it?
However, with nurses present in the vehicle, administering Potion to him wasn't feasible yet; she would have to bide her time until the hospital.
The car pulled up to the hospital shortly, and Meng Chaojun was rushed indoors, leaving Chiang Xiao to face Old Meng.
"Grandpa?"
"Little one, hurry after them inside. Grandpa's steps are too slow these days." Old Meng gestured dismissively.
"Alright, Grandpa, take care."
Chiang Xiao dashed after the group without delay.
She sought a moment to check if she could slip some Potion to Meng Chaojun.
Meng Chaojun was wheeled into the emergency room swiftly.
Chiang Xiao attempted to enter but got held back, forcing her to linger in the hallway.
"What's the situation?"
A voice rang out nearby, prompting her swift turn; spotting Ding Haijing, she felt a jolt of surprise.
"How'd you catch up so quickly?"
Ding Haijing panted lightly, yet at her query, he flashed a broad grin and replied, "My old teammates dubbed me speedy legs."
Swift as he might be, that was ridiculously quick—nearly matching the car's pace!
"Great Officer Meng's father collapsed; he'll be under hospital care for now. Take a seat and catch your breath." With that, Chiang Xiao noticed Old Meng drawing near, so she approached to assist him into a chair.
"Grandpa, try not to fret excessively. I've actually got Potion at the house—we can offer Dad a dose once he regains consciousness."
Old Meng's gaze lit up at Chiang Xiao's suggestion.
He had earlier considered approaching her for aid.
But Meng Chaojun had staunchly refused.
After committing wrongs against others, how could he bear to request Potion?