Chapter 1153

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

"Big Brother, don't think like that. You've already done your best. You have a clear conscience."

Wang Xiaohua naturally knew his Big Brother's choice was a kind of mistake, but this kind of mistake absolutely could not be said directly to his Big Brother's face; to say it directly would be no different from plunging a knife into his heart, and the kind that could never be pulled out for the rest of his life.

Past mistakes could no longer be changed, so pursuing right and wrong no longer had any meaning; the most important thing was to be able to live well the days ahead.

Hearing Wang Xiaohua say this, Wang Dashan's heart relaxed a breath.

These days, seeing Father's condition get worse day by day, his heart had been constantly questioning himself: was insisting on treating Father back then really the right choice?

He was truly afraid that because of this matter, he would have a falling out with his two younger brothers, especially his Third Brother Wang Xiaohua, because Wang Xiaohua had opposed the treatment from the very beginning.

Now seeing Wang Xiaohua's reaction, he felt a heavy burden lift from his heart, no longer carrying such heavy guilt.

"Third Brother, should we continue treating Dad's illness?"

Wang Dashan asked Wang Xiaohua this one sentence at this moment.

Now that things had reached this key node, he also didn't know whether to continue or not.

Spending money was a small matter.

The most important thing was that every time Father underwent treatment, he would endure a bout of suffering worse than death.

Once he was in pain, he would vent in all sorts of ways, and the people around him would suffer along with him.

Just a few days ago, because he couldn't bear the pain, Wang Zhanggen even got up in the middle of the night and smashed the room he lived in to smithereens.

Saying there were dirty things in the room clinging to him, he wanted to beat those dirty things to death.

Don't look at how quiet he acts in front of Wang Xiaohua now; in reality, he has long since thrown Wang Dashan's household into chaos.

Du Xiaojuan already had no small amount of complaints; after all, she still had to take care of a nursing infant, and additionally had to handle some work matters for the Company from home — where would she find so much energy to keep Wang Zhanggen company in his tantrums?

Wang Dashan had no way out regarding this, he could only persuade Du Xiaojuan to endure it; after all, his Dad probably didn't have many days left.

But Du Xiaojuan put forward a suggestion:

"Why don't we rent a house near this residential complex for your parents to live in? I haven't slept well since giving birth, and now every night it's either him howling like a ghost or causing all sorts of trouble — I really can't take it anymore."

Wang Dashan fell silent; he knew Wang Zhanggen's nerves were very sensitive, and making Wang Zhanggen move out at this time would absolutely make Wang Zhanggen feel that he and Du Xiaojuan disliked him.

And in fact, Du Xiaojuan had indeed already begun to dislike Wang Zhanggen.

Du Xiaojuan's thinking was very realistic: a person about to die is indeed pitiable, but you can't affect my and the child's normal life, can you? Didn't you say your grandson was very precious? How can you go affect your grandson?

When it comes down to it, it's still selfishness.

Wang Zhanggen is selfish.

Du Xiaojuan is also selfish.

But this is reality.

Neither of them are Saints; they're just ordinary people of flesh and blood.

Naturally, they prioritize their own situations.

Wang Zhanggen feels that since he's become like this, venting his emotions is only right and proper, and everyone should tolerate him.

Du Xiaojuan feels: I can unconditionally pay for your treatment, but you can't ruin my life, especially since I just gave birth.

Fortunately, Du Xiaojuan hasn't gotten angry to the point of telling Wang Zhanggen to get lost directly; she's still enduring it, counting as leaving Wang Dashan a last shred of face.

"If you ask me, just stop the treatment. Send him back to the countryside and let him pass his last days in peace and quiet."

Before Wang Xiaohua could answer Wang Dashan's question, Du Xiaojuan walked over carrying the child and said this one sentence.

She even said without any concealment:

"Choosing to treat him back then was a mistake in itself."

Wang Dashan's face looked ugly; he felt Du Xiaojuan was deliberately opposing him, not giving him face.

"The Doctor said we can still try other medicines; maybe there'll be a miracle."

But Du Xiaojuan said:

"What other medicines can we try? Haven't all the imported anti-cancer drugs been tried already? None worked! If you ask me, Dad's deterioration this fast also has a certain relationship with overtreatment."

Wang Dashan didn't know what to say.

Because he knew, Du Xiaojuan's words had a certain logic.

His Dad had indeed been overtreated.

Not long ago, he'd just used domestic drugs for chemotherapy; after discovering they had little effect, he hastily switched to imported chemo drugs. The imported chemo drugs had a bit of effect at first, but before long they stopped working again.

But after a moment of silence, Wang Dashan spoke up:

"The only chance now is to enter a clinical trial. The Doctor said some new drugs still in the research phase, not yet on the market, might have an effect."

Du Xiaojuan's face was full of speechlessness:

"Wang Dashan, this kind of probability even lower than winning the lottery — do you think it'll land on your Dad? Doing it this way will only make your Dad suffer even more!"

"So you'd just watch him die without saving him!"

Wang Dashan's voice trembled a little, and he even said:

"If you're unwilling to spend money on my Dad's treatment, just say so directly!"

Du Xiaojuan's face was full of surprise:

"How could you think that way? Wang Dashan, what kind of person do you take me for?"

Wang Xiaohua, hearing the tone Du Xiaojuan and Wang Dashan were speaking in, sensed something was off.

So he hurriedly spoke up to smooth things over:

"Alright, alright, Big Brother, Eldest Sister-in-law, both of you say a few words less..."

Wang Dashan said to Wang Xiaohua:

"Third Brother, you come judge what's right. I just want to treat my dad's illness. Am I wrong?"

Wang Xiaohua hurriedly said:

"Big Brother, you're not wrong, you're right. But Eldest Sister-in-law isn't wrong either. What Eldest Sister-in-law said also makes sense. It's just that everyone is considering the problem from different angles. You two just had a baby, you absolutely can't let this little thing cause a conflict."

Upon hearing this, Du Xiaojuan didn't say anything more.

Just now Wang Dashan spoke to her like that, she still wanted Wang Dashan to take Wang Zhanggen out to live. But upon hearing Wang Xiaohua speak like this, she stopped again, didn't say these words out.

Indeed, at this kind of time the overall situation must come first. Can't let a little thing cause heavy conflicts.

The days ahead are still long.

Wang Dashan at this time asked Wang Xiaohua again:

"Third Brother, you say, in the end do we still continue treatment or not?"

Wang Dashan's eyes stared at Wang Xiaohua. His gaze carried an anxious longing. It was very obvious he was seeking a kind of affirmation, not seeking the correct answer.

Wang Xiaohua saw everything clearly. He also didn't want to produce conflict and divergence with Big Brother because of a dying man. So in the end he could only say:

"How about this, treat or not treat, the right to choose is handed over to our dad."

Wang Xiaohua said it like this, Wang Dashan had no words to say.

Du Xiaojuan had no objection to this either.

Because these few days Wang Zhanggen kept crying and making a fuss saying he won't treat anymore.

She felt if the right to choose was handed back to Wang Zhanggen, Wang Zhanggen would most likely choose not to treat.

However, she still misjudged.

Wang Zhanggen's fussing wasn't not wanting to treat. On the contrary, that was the will to survive at work.

So when Wang Xiaohua and Wang Dashan, Wang Erhai, the three brothers together came before Wang Zhanggen, and explained his current situation in detail to him, letting him choose treatment or no treatment.

Wang Zhanggen's face became extremely ugly. That kind of fear of death feeling almost overflowed from his expression.

Finally he said tremblingly:

"Treat. Although it's suffering, still have to treat. I haven't heard my precious grandson call me Grandpa yet..."