Wang Lidong was not surprised at all. The daily room fee for this ward alone was more than five thousand US dollars.
After entering the door, the three of them saw Su Daqiang half lying on the hospital bed, with a girl in her twenties sitting beside the hospital bed.
Next to the girl, there was a six or seven-year-old girl holding a book and reading it with relish.
Huang Meimei hurriedly explained:
"It's my daughter Azhen and granddaughter Xiao Li. I was afraid that Su would be bored if he stayed in the hospital, so I asked them to come over and talk with me during the day."
Wang Lidong was quite satisfied. Regardless of whether it was made for him or not, the fact that he could think of it showed that he put his heart into it.
After all, there are some biological children whose parents are hospitalized and are unwilling to go to the hospital to take a look.
"Aunt Huang, I'm really bothering your family."
Huang Meimei waved her hands and said:
"It's a small matter. Lao Su is usually very nice to Azhen and Xiao Li."
Su Mingcheng had already walked to the bedside and whispered to Su Daqiang:
"Dad, we came to see you."
Su Daqiang was dozing off at this time, and suddenly he woke up when he heard Su Mingcheng's words.
"Mingcheng, Mingzhe, Mingyu, you are finally here. If you don't come, you may not see me anymore."
"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about? Your illness is not serious. As long as you cooperate with the treatment, you will be cured soon."
"Mingcheng, don't lie to me. I know I'm dying and I'm going to see your mother soon.
Remember to bury my ashes in Gusu. You need to buy a better cemetery, not cheaper than your mother's.
By the way, don’t bury her next to your mother.”
Dad is sick and crazy?
It was just a minor stroke, and it felt like he had some incurable disease.
"Dad, Aunt Huang has already told us that you just had a minor stroke, not a serious illness. Don't scare yourself."
When Su Daqiang heard the word "Aunt Huang", his head shrank habitually.
"Aunt Huang said this to comfort you.
I know my own body best.
The left side of my body wasn't so numb yesterday, but today I can barely move.
It will definitely spread to the whole body before long, and then I can only lie on the bed and wait for death."
When Su Daqiang said this, he burst into tears.
Wang Lidong said strangely:
"Dad, who told you that your disease will slowly spread throughout your body?"
"No one told me, but I saw it with my own eyes.
My father, your grandfather, suffered from this disease back then.
At first it was just a little numbness in my left hand, but within two years it was completely paralyzed."
Wang Lidong said speechlessly:
"Dad, you also called me grandpa. Our family didn't have much money at that time, right?"
Su Daqiang nodded.
"Without money, no matter how minor a problem is, someone may die. If you have money, even in my grandfather's day, no one would die from cancer.
Do you know your bald wife?"
Of course Su Daqiang knows.
“Someone got breast cancer at the age of 40 and lived to be over a hundred years old. Think about what medical conditions were available at that time?
So as long as you have money, most problems can be cured."
Su Mingcheng also echoed:
"Dad, look at those rich people in their 80s and 90s. They all look as energetic as they are in their 60s or 70s.
So as long as you are willing to spend money, your illness is really not a big problem.
Is our family short of money now?
My brother is now the richest man in the Sihai Kingdom, so you can rest assured."
Su Daqiang turned to Huang Meimei and said:
"Meimei, is what the doctor said true?"
Huang Meimei rolled her eyes,
"Lao Su, I've told you several times, but you call me a liar."
Su Daqiang said aggrievedly:
"You can't blame me for this. I'm an old man. I don't know anything. You didn't explain it clearly to me, which made me worried for so long."
After saying that, Su Daqiang sat up and then wanted to get out of bed.
"Dad, what are you going to do?"
"I don't want to live here anymore. The hospital is too shady. Mingzhe, help me get discharged quickly."
Wang Lidong knew that the old man was going to act like a monster again, but he really couldn't figure out what benefit this would have to him.
"Dad, you are still sick now. If you don't go to the hospital, who will treat you?"
Su Daqiang twisted his mouth and said:
"Mingzhe, you are a rich man now. I saw on TV that the rich people have private doctors in their homes.
Just help me find some of the best private doctors. Anyway, I don’t want to stay in this hospital for a moment."
Wang Lidong thought for a while and felt that since Su Daqiang liked to commit suicide, he should just let him do whatever he wanted.
"Dad, if not, let's ask the attending doctor for his opinion.
If the doctor says it's okay, he will discharge you.
But if the doctor says no, then you will stay until you can be discharged."
Before Su Daqiang could speak, Wang Lidong said to Huang Meimei:
Aunt Huang, please ask dad’s doctor to come over.”
Huang Meimei took out her mobile phone and dialed a number directly.
After a while, Su Daqiang's attending doctor entered the ward.
"Mingzhe, this is Lao Su's attending doctor, Dr. Frank."
Wang Lidong explained the situation to the doctor named Frank.
After Dr. Frank listened, he examined Su Daqiang. After the examination, he said:
"Mr. Su, Mr. Su's condition has stabilized. Because it was a minor stroke, he usually needs to be hospitalized for observation for a week before being discharged.
Of course, you can leave the hospital now, but for the safety of the patient, it is best to have a medical team around you.
Mr. Su, our hospital also provides this service. If necessary, I can contact you now."
Su Daqiang only knew a few simple English words. When he heard Wang Lidong and the doctor communicating in English throughout the whole process, he hurriedly said to Huang Meimei's daughter:
"Azhen, what did the doctor say?"
Azhen looked at her mother, she didn't know whether she should translate.
Huang Meimei looked at Wang Lidong, who said:
"If he wants to hear it, read it to him."
After hearing the translation, Su Daqiang said happily:
"Mingzhe, the doctors said that we can be discharged from the hospital now. Let's go home now."
"Okay, as long as you're happy."
After speaking, Wang Lidong said to Su Mingyu:
"Mingyu, please help Dad handle the discharge procedures and assign a medical team. I'll talk to Aunt Huang about something."
After saying that, he and Huang Meimei walked to the corner,
"Aunt Huang, you have worked hard these past two days. By the way, does your daughter Azhen have a job now?"
"I haven't found a new job yet, what do you mean, Mr. Su?"
Wang Lidong waved his hand and said:
"Just call me Mingzhe from now on, we can be considered a family now.
Since I don't have a job, I have an idea.
According to my father's physical condition, he will definitely be affected in various aspects after he recovers.
It may be too busy for you alone.
So I want to ask A-Zhen to help you. Don’t worry, I will give you a subsidy every month, based on your previous salary.”
Of course Huang Meimei was willing. After all, her daughter's last job was as an office clerk, and her salary was less than 3,000 yuan.
But I still pretended to be polite,
"This is just a matter of helping hands, and there is no need for subsidies."
"Although we are a family, A-Zhen has to support herself and Xiao Li, so don't argue about it."