"Then you continue to watch TV, and mom goes upstairs to take a look." Chu Xiaochen gently touched the little girl's head, and immediately walked upstairs with Luo Jun.
The two of them came to the second floor together, came to the door of Qiao Haoting's guest room, and knocked on the door. When there was no response, Luo Jun opened the door and walked in.
The room was empty, with no figure of Qiao Haoting.
Chu Xiaochen turned around and looked around, noticing the open study door diagonally opposite. She walked over in two quick steps and gently pushed open the ajar door.
I saw Qiao Haoting sitting in front of the desk, pressing his chest with one hand, his gray eyebrows frowning, and his chest heaving violently.
"Grandpa!" Chu Xiaochen's heart tightened, and he hurriedly walked over and held his arm, "How are you?"
"Medicine...medicine!" Qiao Haoting said with difficulty.
"I go!"
Luo Jun hurriedly ran out the door, rushed to Qiao Haoting's room, took the medicine bottle, poured out two pills, and Chu Xiaochen took a glass of water.
The two of them helped Qiao Haoting take the medicine together, and then helped him sit down on the sofa.
Luo Jun glanced at the computer screen and saw a piece of news on the screen.
[The truth of the fire was found out, Qiao Wei died unexpectedly]
Knowing that the old man already knew the truth, Luo Jun frowned slightly.
"Grandpa, are you feeling better?" Chu Xiaochen bent over and stood beside the sofa, frowning and looking at Qiao Haoting on the sofa.
Qiao Haoting took a deep breath and slowly sat up straight. His old fingers slowly stretched out to hold Chu Xiaochen's palm, "Xing'er, the Qiao family... I'm sorry!"
He already knew clearly about Qiao Wei from the news.
Qiao Haoting felt both pain and unspeakable regret in his heart at this time.
They are all his granddaughters, but Qiao Wei by his side turned out to be like this, Qiao Haoting can't help but blame himself.
Chu Xiaochen glanced at Luo Jun who was walking over and said, "Grandpa, you...why do you say this!"
Qiao Haoting took a breath, "I read the news, and I know everything about Xiao Wei."
Chu Xiaochen was startled and said hurriedly, "You...don't listen to the nonsense of those reporters, they are just worried that the world will not be chaotic...Sister Qiao Wei..."
"Xing'er!" Qiao Haoting held her hand, "Grandpa knows you have good intentions. It's okay. Grandpa... can handle it. She deserves it. She committed the crime herself!"
Chu Xiaochen opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.
Luo Jun helped her up and placed her next to Qiao Haoting, "Grandpa Qiao, since you know everything, I won't hide it from you. Qiao Wei hasn't been buried yet. You have a good rest today. I will take you there tomorrow."
Come and see her."
"Hey!" Qiao Haoting nodded, "Okay. Luo Jun, please send Xiaochen back to the room to rest. I... I have a few words to say to you."
Luo Jun nodded and sent Chu Xiaochen out of the room, "You go and talk to Lele on the phone for a while, I'll take care of him."
Chu Xiaochen glanced at the door worriedly, turned around and went downstairs.
Luo Jun walked into the door again. Seeing him close the door, Qiao Haoting immediately patted the empty seat beside him and said, "Xiaojun, sit down!"
Walking over and sitting next to him, Luo Jun took the cup and put it in his hand, "Drink some water."
Qiao Haoting took the cup and took a sip, "Xiaojun, I'm sorry for you."
Luo Jun smiled, "It should be."
Nodding lightly, Qiao Haoting stretched out his hand and patted his palm, "Go, you also go out and let grandpa stay alone for a while."
