Chapter 237: The Ancient One Has Gone on the Yellow Crane

Chapter 237: The Ancient One Has Gone on the Yellow Crane

Chapter 237: The Ancient One Has Gone on the Yellow Crane

After dealing with Yu Ziqian's body, Ning Zhe wanted to go home and calm down to sort out his messy thoughts.

Just as I was about to drive back to Gubei Town, I suddenly remembered that my old house, along with the forest farm and more than ten acres of land, had been included in the demolition area, and my only two relatives were now lying in the hospital receiving hospice care.

He no longer had a home to return to in the secular sense.

After buying some nutritional supplements and small gifts, Ning Zhe went to the hospital to visit his paralyzed grandparents.

Both old people are doing well now. They live in the best ward and have nannies to take care of their daily life. Their granddaughter-in-law comes to chat with them every now and then. The only regrets they have are that they cannot get out of bed and have not seen their grandson Ning Zhe for a long time.

"Azhe, what have you been busy with recently? Yaming said that she hasn't seen you for a while." The grandmother was lying on the hospital bed, holding a bright red orange in her wrinkled hands. She peeled the orange peel patiently and broke off a segment and handed it to her grandson who was sitting in front of the bed: "Your wife bought it yesterday. Try it and see if it's sweet."

Ning Zhe took the orange and put it in his mouth. It was indeed a tangerine specially bred by agronomists, and it was extremely sweet.

"You've already called me your wife before you even get married." Ning Zhe took the remaining half of the orange from his grandmother's hand and said, "I recently went to Yundu. I'm going to go to school there in the future. I wanted to get familiar with the school environment in advance and get to know my seniors."

The grandfather sleeping in the hospital bed next door nodded with satisfaction. He had always been very confident in his grandson, mainly because Ning Zhe had never given him any worries since he was a child.

"You can take Yaming with you." Grandma added, "That little girl also wants to go to Yunzhou to study... Your grandfather and her family have already discussed it. Azhe, you will live in the dormitory for a year after school starts, and move out after Yaming finishes the college entrance examination next year. The two of you will rent a house outside the school and live together so that you can take care of each other..."

"You want to have a great-grandson soon, right?" Ning Zhe stuffed the remaining orange slice into his mouth and said, "Don't think about having children while you're studying. It will affect your studies."

Two young men and women living alone together, they are hoping that he will accidentally have a fight.

If it were the Ning Zhe of the past, he might have thought it didn’t matter, but for this kind of thing, having experienced it and not having experienced it are two completely different mentalities. It’s hard to say whether he can control himself now.

“Humph.” Grandpa snorted in a muffled voice and said, “You are not anxious, but I am. Your grandma and I may die one day…”

"Don't say such unlucky words." Ning Zhe interrupted his grandfather.

"Why should I be afraid of bad luck?"

Grandpa didn't care at all and spoke louder:
"I am an old man who can't read, but I know to ask people. I listened to the medical records written by the doctor... We are both in poor health and elderly, and we were given such a poisonous drug. It is a blessing from our ancestors that we are still alive. I see the doctors and nurses running around every day and the beeping of various instruments. How much money does that cost..."

Ning Zhe's throat choked up. He had already guessed what his grandfather was going to say next.

"Azhe, listen, our family was lucky and made a fortune when the house was demolished, but even if we have mountains of gold and silver, we can't afford to be ruined like this. The two of us old guys spend tens of thousands of yuan a day in the ward. No matter how much money we have, we can't afford to be wasted like this..."

Grandpa shook his head and turned to look out the window. He never looked at Ning Zhe from beginning to end: "Your grandmother and I are old and we don't have many years to live, but you are still young and have to get married. Spending this money on us will never end..." "Stop talking." Ning Zhe raised his hand to stop him from continuing: "Have you watched too many short dramas on Douyin? You are not in the late stage of cancer, you are just a little weak and can't get out of bed. I asked the doctor, you and grandma can be discharged from the hospital after resting for a while, don't think about those messy things..."

Ning Zhe talked nonstop, and the two old people listened quietly without refuting a word. They only reminded him when he left the hospital: "Yaming is a good girl, but her family is a little mean. You have to treat her well."

The next morning, Ning Zhe received a notice from the hospital.

The two old men secretly committed suicide together in the early morning.

Grandfather left him a suicide note. Ning Zhe did not read it carefully, nor did he want to read it carefully. He only knew what it said:
In fact, they had thought about committing suicide a long time ago. The expenses for hospitalization and nursing care were too high. The old couple, who had been farmers all their lives, had never seen so much money. They felt heartbroken just by looking at it. They always thought that it would be better for them to die earlier so that they could leave more property to their grandchildren. But recently, they saw their grandchildren's wife and they loved her so much that they hoped to wait until their great-grandchildren were born, hug the child and end their thoughts before they die. That's why they kept procrastinating until now.

But from what Ning Zhe said yesterday, he would not consider having children at least within the next four years of college. If he wants to pursue a master's or doctoral degree in the future, it will take even longer.

The old man didn't want to delay his grandson's studies and future, but was also afraid that if he stayed in the hospital for too long he would squander his family fortune and become a burden to the young people, so he made up his mind to set off together holding hands.

"From a rational point of view, it is very reasonable for them to make such a choice. Rather than lying in a hospital ward where money is flowing like water and suffering from the pain day after day for years with no hope of recovery, it is better to be relieved early and leave more property for future generations. This is the option with the highest rate of return..."

Standing beside the hospital bed and looking at the two people lying peacefully on the two beds, Ning Zhe tried to convince himself that he had always lived like this in his past life, but some things could not be explained rationally.

For example, he now had a strong urge in his heart to use the money to bring the two old men back from the brink of death. He could not find any reason to convince himself that this was reasonable, that this was what he should do, and that this was in his own interests...

There was no reason, he just wanted to do it.

"……never mind."

Ning Zhe clenched and relaxed his fists, relaxed and clenched them again, and finally chose to respect the old man's choice.

Obviously, he has already controlled Jue Yuan, and he can stamp them with the thought of "Hehe, I must survive" and force the two old people to continue living. However, if he does so, he will feel that he has let something down.

Ning Zhe felt that he was a little paranoid. Even he himself could not tell whether this paranoia was from his inner thoughts or was influenced by the "Jue Yuan" in his mind. Maybe it was both? Maybe it was neither.

Who knows.

Leaving the bed and walking to the window, Ning Zhe looked at the hustle and bustle of the road in the distance and suddenly felt uncontrollably homesick.

(End of this chapter)