The Richest Billionaire is My Accidental Husband-Chapter 267 - : Still Want to Hold Grandson…_1
Chapter 267: Chapter 267: Still Want to Hold Grandson…_1
Ye Junqi didn’t refuse. He also wanted to return to the ward and ask his father-in-law if he had made a decision.
At this moment, instead of standing around doing nothing, he might as well go back and bring some real comfort to the mother and daughter who are about to lose a loved one.
Xiao Yun was keeping watch in the ward.
Ye Junqi went over and instructed Xiao Yun, “Stand guard outside the room, don’t let the doctors and nurses come in.”
Xiao Yun bowed respectfully, stepped out and stood by the door like a pleasing statue, attracting the frequent glances of passing nurses.
Seeing Ye Junqi, Song Chuanqi looked worried and weak, “Why haven’t they come back yet? Has something happened? Is it Xingguang, or her mother? Don’t hide anything from me. The scan took nearly an hour. I have a sense of what’s going on.”
At this point, Ye Junqi decided to tell the truth straightforwardly, “It’s mother, she passed out. But according to the examination results, there are no physical issues. It’s probably due to the shock. The doctor said your situation needs to be dealt with as soon as possible, fearing that you might die in the hospital. Perhaps, mother couldn’t handle it.”
Hearing this, Song Chuanqi filled with self-blame.
Then, Song Chuanqi, desperate, clung onto a ray of hope, “What you said about the ‘initial embrace’, was that truly not just a bluff?”
“No, it wasn’t.”
Song Chuanqi looked at Ye Junqi.
Ye Junqi sat in front of the bed in his usual proud and rigid posture, “After the initial embrace, I was brought back to life. At that time, I was at death’s door and was essentially half-drowned in the underworld.”
Song Chuanqi closed his eyes, falling silent for a moment, considering his dependent wife and unmarried daughter, then finally said, “Go ahead.”
He had made his decision. No one was unwilling to fight for survival, especially those at death’s door. They were even more unwilling to let go of any hope for survival, even if they had to pay some kind of price for it.
Ye Junqi said, “Have you made your decision? Are you sure?”
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With a weak yet firm self-ridicule, Song Chuanqi said, “I never thought that I, Song Chuanqi would also be a man who fears death and clings to life. I want to live.”
“There’s no one who doesn’t fear death and clings to life. Those who don’t fear death and cling to life are indeed pitiful, having lived a meaningless life.”
Upon hearing this, Song Chuanqi asked, “How so?”
Ye Junqi simply said, “Without attachments.”
Although these words were simple, they contained too many emotions, which comforted Song Chuanqi’s fear of death.
Yes, only those without emotional attachments don’t fear death. He was afraid because he had too many ties.
He wanted to grow old with his wife, wanted to hold his daughter’s hand as she walked down the aisle, and wanted to hold his grandchildren…
He was greedy, not ready to die.
However, when it came to the initial embrace, Song Chuanqi was quite at a loss on how to proceed?
Song Chuanqi asked, “Do I need to bite my neck?”
Ye Junqi touched his forehead, “Dad, I’m not a vampire, I don’t have fangs.”
The weak Song Chuanqi, relieved, then asked, “Can I get immediately healed after the initial embrace?”
“No, it merely prolongs life. You still need to undergo treatment.”
“Will I become invincible and immortal from then on?”
“No.”
On the verge of death, Song Chuanqi tried to lighten the mood, “But the books all say you can.”
“Reality is always unruly.”
Alright, Song Chuanqi asked no more, handing over his life, barely sticking to this world, directly to his son-in-law.
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Ye Xingguang stayed in the emergency room with her mother. After Ye Junqi left, she kept vigil for another half an hour before Bai Lanwu woke up from her faint.
Ye Xingguang, overwhelmed with excitement, held onto her hand, “Mom, are you awake?”
Bai Lanwu lied on the hospital bed, silent for a long while as she stared at the ceiling. After a long time, she seemed to make up her mind, “Xingguang, go buy boat tickets. I’ll take your dad home. For these last moments, I don’t want him to stay in the hospital.”
