Gu Xiaoai couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. She obviously hated Old Li deeply, but at this moment, she didn't seem to want him to die like this...
The doctors looked at each other, as if asking each other, with solemn expressions on their faces.
In the end, Gu Xiaoai even saw two doctors shaking their heads...
This means...
A doctor turned his head, looked at the servant aside, nodded, and whispered, "Be mentally prepared. Now... it happens anytime and anywhere."
What's going on...everyone knows it.
The first aid is back at this moment, maybe the next moment...
"Lao Li's situation has been relatively stable these past few years," the servant said.
"He has suffered a lot of stimulation recently, and his body has been relying on medicine to maintain its health. Now..." The doctor stopped talking.
"Don't miss a word," the servant said, and the doctors and nurses all nodded.
The servants sent them out.
Gu Xiaoai moved a chair to the bedside and sat down. Looking at Old Li breathing oxygen, she felt very uncomfortable.
He was just lying there, his old face carrying so many secrets that no one knew...
Alone.
I don’t even have a son by my side. If he left like this, wouldn’t I feel regretful?
Maybe an old man of his status doesn't care about the relationship between father and son, but after all, money is an external possession, and he has kept it all his life.
If he left now, he wouldn't be able to take it with him, and those banknotes wouldn't stay beside his bed and cry...
Gu Xiaoai glanced at the electrocardiograph and felt a little uncomfortable.
…
At seven o'clock in the morning, Mr. Li opened his eyes in a daze. Gu Xiaoai was sitting in front of his bed. When he woke up, he quickly stood up.
"Su Yan...Su Yan...Su Yan..."
Li Lao opened his mouth and spoke with difficulty, breathing in oxygen and speaking incomprehensibly.
After listening for a long time, Gu Xiaoai realized that he was talking about Su Yan, which sounded like a woman's name.
But she remembered that Li Juefeng's mother... wasn't named that way.
"Are you okay?" Gu Xiaoai stood in front of his bed and asked.
Li Lao raised the hand with the needle inserted and suddenly took her hand. The lines on his hand were old, and his fingers weakly grabbed her hand, but did not hold it tightly.
Gu Xiaoai did not withdraw his hand, his hand fell down on its own, and Mr. Li fainted again.
Gu Xiaoai walked out of the bedroom and took out her mobile phone to turn it on.
The servant next to Mr. Li walked up to her with breakfast and said respectfully, "Miss Gu, it's best not to contact anyone before Mr. Li gives you permission. Mr. Li doesn't want others to know about his illness."
"All right."
Gu Xiaoai had no choice but to take back her phone.
The servant smiled and said, "Miss Gu, let's have some breakfast."
"Let me ask you a question." Gu Xiaoai asked, "Su Yan... is Mr. Li's woman?"
"Su Yan?" The servant was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "I have been with Mr. Li for many years and I have never heard of this name."
Even Mr. Li’s servants don’t know this name?
Su Yan...who is he?
…
Gu Xiaoai had some breakfast and returned to Mr. Li's bedroom. Mr. Li had already taken off the oxygen and was sitting on the bed, looking pale, haggard and tired.
Seeing her come in, Mr. Li looked over with sharp eyes, and his voice was full of vicissitudes of life, "You came here to read so early today?"
"Didn't you call me over at three o'clock in the morning?" Gu Xiaoai looked at him in surprise. She didn't remember what he called her?