Chapter 1262

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

"Big Brother, say a few less words."

Wang Erhai hurriedly soothed Wang Dashan's emotions.

Wang Dashan kept grumbling and said:

"I always feel it was an unscrupulous doctor who killed our father! Wasn't it agreed the surgery would be successful? How is it that now he's unconscious and not waking up, and even suffering multiple organ failure!"

Wang Erhai gave a dry laugh:

"Big Brother, the doctor has actually done his best."

Wang Dashan said:

"Done his best my ass. I think the surgery simply failed, yet they still claimed it was successful. I've seen plenty online—too many doctors have no conscience! I think that Doctor Lin just lacks medical skill, made some mistake during surgery, and then to avoid responsibility, lied to us! What happened inside the operating room, we have absolutely no idea; it's just whatever they say that counts!"

The more Wang Dashan said, the more he felt his guess was reasonable.

And gradually he firmly believed this idea, growing more and more hateful toward Doctor Lin.

"Big Brother, don't be like this, it's not necessary……"

Wang Erhai felt somewhat helpless.

Wang Xiaohua had originally wanted to explain, but then thought that even if he explained however much, Wang Dashan definitely wouldn't listen.

This Big Brother—when his emotions weren't running high, he could speak properly, but once his emotions ran high, whatever others said he simply couldn't take in at all!

So Wang Xiaohua didn't explain anything more, only said:

"Better make a decision quickly—continue treatment, or give up treatment?"

Wang Dashan said coldly:

"Of course continue treatment. Anyway, no matter what, we cannot give up!"

Wang Xiaohua said:

"Why not vote to decide? Those who choose to continue treatment, raise your hand."

Wang Dashan immediately raised his hand.

However this time, Wang Erhai did not raise his hand.

Li Xiulan naturally didn't raise her hand either; she had already said, better to just give up treatment.

Wang Dashan was unhappy:

"Second Brother, why didn't you raise your hand?"

Wang Erhai said:

"Big Brother, enough already. Same thing as before: now if you give up treatment, no one will say you're an unfilial son. Besides, even if you had more money, you shouldn't spend it like this."

Wang Xiaohua said:

"Spending money is actually a small matter. The main thing is not to let our father suffer too much pain. Hanging on half-dead like this, clinging to one breath—he really would be in great pain."

Li Xiulan also advised:

"Dashan, you and Xiao Juan still have plenty of places to spend money. We've already done our best. Let's just leave it at that."

Wang Dashan fell silent.

But he still wasn't resigned:

"Why not wait until Father wakes up, and let him make the decision himself?"

Wang Xiaohua couldn't help it:

"He's already in multiple organ failure and in a coma—how could he possibly wake up?"

Wang Dashan said:

"Anyway, as long as he doesn't personally say to give up treatment, I can't give up."

Wang Xiaohua laughed in anger:

"Can't you understand human speech!"

Then he waved his hand:

"Forget it, forget it. You're the Big Brother, you make the decision! I really won't say another word!"

Wang Dashan making the decision naturally meant continuing treatment.

So Wang Zhanggen just stayed like that in the ICU.

Incurring high costs, forcibly clinging to life.

By the time it was past six in the afternoon.

The nurse hurriedly came before them, saying Wang Zhanggen had regained a trace of consciousness, and said:

"This may be the patient's last time regaining consciousness. If you have anything to say, hurry and say it."

Originally in the ICU, only one family member could visit at a time, and each visit couldn't exceed half an hour. Additionally, isolation gowns, masks, caps, shoe covers, and hand disinfection were required.

But those were for regular visits.

This time it was palliative care, so the nurse's side relaxed the conditions, allowing Wang Dashan, Wang Erhai, Wang Xiaohua, and Li Xiulan to enter together to visit. However, the isolation gowns, masks, etc., that should be worn still had to be put on.

The several people followed the nurse's regulations, put on isolation gowns, put on masks, caps, etc., and entered the ICU together. They saw Wang Zhanggen with all kinds of tubes inserted into his body, his complexion turned iron-black and swollen, his brow furrowed into a "川" character, his gaze hazy and vacant, breathing with difficulty.

It could be seen that he was enduring enormous pain that ordinary people had never experienced.

"Father, how are you?"

As soon as Wang Dashan entered, his eyes were red, and he was extremely agitated.

"Pain..."

Wang Zhanggen managed to utter that one word with great difficulty.

He, who had hardly shed tears in his entire life, let a teardrop slide from the corner of his eye at this moment.

There was pain, and there was unwillingness.

He knew his time was up.

He had not yet heard his precious grandson call him Grandpa.

Half-Immortal Wu had ultimately lied to him.

"Dad, you must hold on, you will definitely get better."

Wang Dashan held Wang Zhanggen's hand, cheering him on.

Wang Zhanggen shook his head, speaking with difficulty in a weak tone:

"Don't cremate me, I'm afraid of being burned by fire..."

Wang Dashan hurriedly said:

"Alright, I will definitely not let you be burned by fire!"

Wang Xiaohua behind him frowned slightly, wanting to speak, but ultimately said nothing.

Wang Zhanggen spoke with difficulty again:

"Liang Xinghua... Liang Xinghua, you must find him, ask clearly..."

"Ask clearly what?"

"Why repay kindness with enmity... even as a ghost I will not let him go..." Wang Zhanggen breathed with difficulty, about to die, yet still hating Liang Xinghua.

Because he felt that if it were not for Liang Xinghua angering him into vomiting blood, he would never have become like this.

"Alright, alright, Dad, rest assured, I will not let that beast Liang Xinghua off!" Wang Dashan quickly promised.

Wang Xiaohua behind him sighed again.

Because he knew that these words his father spoke before dying would inevitably cause much unnecessary trouble and disputes in the future, especially given his eldest brother's stubborn personality.

"Erhai..."

Wang Zhanggen called out to Wang Erhai at this time.

Wang Erhai hurriedly went over:

"Dad, what do you want to say, I'm listening."

Wang Zhanggen said:

"You and Yueran have had a child, you must offer incense to me."

Wang Erhai couldn't help wiping away tears, nodding hurriedly:

"Alright, alright, I definitely will!"

Wang Zhanggen spoke with difficulty again:

"The farm, there's no need to do it, farming others look down on... if there's an opportunity, it's better to return to the city..."

Wang Erhai nodded, crying, saying nothing.

"Xiao Hua..."

Wang Xiaohua walked over, he had not shed tears, only his expression was stern:

"Dad, speak."

Wang Zhanggen panted painfully and roughly once:

"What I'm most worried about is you..."

"Dad, rest assured, I will be fine."

"You... read books until you became stupid... how good could you be... listen more to your eldest brother, he won't harm you..."

Wang Xiaohua's expression became somewhat complex, but he still nodded:

"Alright."

One can only say, when a person is about to die, their words are kind.

But that does not mean their words are right.

Wang Zhanggen said again:

"Also, hurry up and find a partner, get married and have children..."

"Alright."

Wang Xiaohua nodded.

Wang Zhanggen said again:

"I think that Niu Chunsheng's daughter is not bad... Niu Chunsheng owes me, he should pay it back..."

Wang Xiaohua asked:

"Dad, do you have anything else to say?"

Wang Zhanggen shook his head, then called Li Xiulan:

"Xiulan..."

Li Xiulan wiped away tears silently:

"I am here."

Wang Zhanggen looked at her for a long time, finally asking only one sentence:

"In this life, did you ever love me?"