Chapter 158 How Much Did the Old Man Drink?

What would she do if grandpa had a problem?

There is really no blood relative left in this world.

Although I know that day will come sooner or later...

"Wen Xuxu is not as good as..." Yan Rusheng suddenly spoke, but his words paused.

Xuxu looked at him with tears in her eyes, and her eyes were confused.

Why don't we get together...

When these words came to his lips, he suddenly woke up. Not to mention that there was Jiang Zhuoheng beside her now. Even if there wasn't, she had always looked down on him, so how could she be with him.

He thought in annoyance and changed his mind, "Why don't you think about it better? You don't always listen to what you say."

The expression on his face was very unnatural and awkward.

It is really rare for his eldest young master to comfort people with his mouth.

Xuxu laughed and wiped her tears with her hands, her tone still choked with sobs, "Drive faster, Union Hospital."

Neither of them spoke again along the way.

However, while he was worried about Mr. Wen's condition, Yan Rusheng felt particularly happy and comfortable in his heart.

Because Wen Xuxu sat in his passenger seat, they often shared the same car, but in this situation... he sat in the driver's seat and she sat in the passenger seat. It was really rare, and there seemed to be no memory.

Every time she got into his car, she always opened the back door.

When they arrived at the hospital, Mr. Wen had not yet come out of the operating room, and Qi Lei was anxiously hovering at the door of the operating room.

When Xuxu saw him, she quickened her pace and asked nervously: "Qi Lei, how is my grandpa doing?"

She and Yan Rusheng came, and the young man breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the closed door of the operating room worriedly, "I don't know, the doctor hasn't come out yet."

His face was still pale, and Xuxu knew that he must be frightened, so she reached out and patted his back gently, comforting him, "Qi Lei, don't be afraid, grandpa, he will be fine."

"Sister Xuxu, it's because I didn't take good care of grandpa." Qi Lei grabbed Xuxu's hand and blamed himself: "If I had followed your instructions and insisted on not giving him a drink, he would definitely not have fallen."

"I don't blame you. Sometimes I can't stop him from drinking. Don't blame yourself." Xuxu looked at Qi Lei and smiled softly.

Thanks to him being by her grandfather's side these past two years, he has shared the responsibility of taking care of him for her.

The two 'siblings' have a deep love for each other and comfort each other.

Unconsciously, a pair of sinister black eyes were staring hatefully at their clasped hands.

You brat, just blame yourself, why are you holding on?

Still holding on to it.

Master Yan really wanted to go over and slap Qi Lei away. He clenched his fists tightly with both hands on his legs, trying hard to control the impulse in his heart.

At this moment, the door of the operating room suddenly opened, and a doctor in a white coat came out.

Xuxu hurried forward and said, "Doctor, how is my grandfather?"

The doctor said while taking off his mask: "Good guy, the smell of alcohol almost made me drunk."

Wen Xuxu: "..."

How much wine did the old man drink?

"The right leg and calf are slightly fractured, the right arm is cracked, and the head is slightly concussed." The doctor told Xuxu about the old man's condition, and then sighed: "Hey, at such an old age, if it weren't for his strong body, I'm afraid... The pain was over for him."

Hearing the doctor's tone, Grandpa's life was probably not in danger, and Xuxu breathed a sigh of relief.

But when I think about it, how painful is this broken bone?