A thought ruins the city

  The director rushed over just as the doctor was coming out of the ICU, and Su Nianqin glanced at the director in his military uniform before turning to Dr. Qin, who had opened the door, and anxiously asked: "Uncle Qin, how's my grandfather?"

  Dr. Qin Feng, the attending physician, had always been the family doctor of Old Master Su's household. Seeing Su Nianqing return, he slowly removed his mask, his face somewhat solemn: "Old Master just suddenly had difficulty breathing and has now recovered, but it's not advisable for too many people to go in and disturb him. The surgery is scheduled for tomorrow, and Old Master is already advanced in age, the surgical risk is very high... there are some documents that need to be signed, Nianqing, you should think carefully about it."

  "What's there to consider? Of course, we need to get Grandpa treated first! What documents, I'll sign!" At this moment, she couldn't care about anything else and shouted loudly at the doctor with a voice mixed with fear and anxiety.

  Su Shaochen had already told her about these situations on the way here, but she didn't dare to think deeper. However, when she heard it from the doctor's mouth, she suddenly felt a chill run down from her head to her toes.

  "Yatou, don't be like this!" Su Shaochen stood behind her, holding her arms and pinning them to his chest. "Any surgery has risks, although Grandfather is advanced in age, he's still robust and can pull through! Calm down, okay?"

  The dean stood up, looked at Su Nanfeng for a moment, turned his head to look at the emotionally agitated Su Nianqing, and said sincerely: "Miss Su, don't worry too much, I've already notified several authoritative experts in cardiology to come over. I believe that Old Premier's surgery tomorrow will not have any problems!"

  Pressed against his chest by Su Shaochen, Su Nianqin took a few deep breaths, stubbornly forcing back the tears that had welled up in her eyes. Her tightly clenched fists dug her fingernails into her palms as she looked up at Qin Feng's determined gaze, and only then did she calmly nod her head.

  "Then I'll leave it to you!" Sunanfeng stretched out his hand and shook hands with the principal gratefully.

  The dean nodded and solemnly promised: "Please rest assured, Director Su, we will do our best!"

  After the doctor left, Su Nianqin pulled away from Su Shaocen's hand, slowly turned around, her face pale and expressionless. "Second Uncle, you all go back first! I'll stay here to take care of Grandfather, come again tomorrow!"

  "Ah, Ya Tou..." Su Nan Feng looked at her with a pained expression, just about to say something when Jiang Ya Qin pulled him back, interrupting his words. "Since she doesn't want us to stay here, then we shouldn't be in her way! Old Master has always been most fond of her, it's only right that she stays behind!"

  "Shut up!" Jiang Yaqin's sharp and sarcastic words made Su Nanfeng furious, no matter what time it was. She never gave him, the hall chief, an inch of leeway. He had long been fed up with her!

  "You all slowly quarrel, since the old man is fine, then I'll go back first!" Mei Junru, who had been silent in the corner, slowly stood up, her face pale and calm as she looked at the group of people who were arguing without regard for the occasion, elegantly adjusting the fur collar of her coat.

  Even with a cold expression, the proud look of a noblewoman could be seen on her face at all times. Her well-maintained face had a light makeup, and compared to Jiang Yaqin who was shouting non-stop, her aura far surpassed hers. Without careful distinction, one could tell the difference between a noblewoman from a wealthy family and a lowly mistress.

  When she walked up to them, Mei Junru raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Yaqin coldly: "If you have any opinions about me, you can come straight at me, no need to beat around the bush and scold me along with others. Also, I want to emphasize again, I only have a son and no daughter, you don't need to deliberately curse in front of me!"

  After she finished speaking, she didn't look at anyone's face around her, turned around and left in high heels, her cold and proud figure looked like she had nothing to do with them!

  On the quiet corridor, echoing the sound of high heels kissing the floor sharply...

  "I have only one son, I don't have a daughter!"

  This sentence, Su Nianqing wasn't unfamiliar with it. From young to old, she had heard this sentence the most from this noble woman's mouth.

  She knew she wasn't born to her, her mother had died when she was four years old. She didn't even have the qualification to call her "mom", because she was just a little wild child brought back to the Su family by her husband Su Xingfeng, that's all.

  Mei Junru hated her not only because of her identity but also because she was the culprit who caused Su Xingfeng's death!

  To the Su family, she was a jinx and an extra person who shouldn't have appeared in the Su family, let alone come into this world, disrupting their originally peaceful life...

  She thought she was already numb to such cruel words, but hearing them again made her chest ache as if it had been run over by a car, making it hard for her to breathe.

  Not wanting them to see her weakness, Su Nianqin bit her lip and turned into the ward, closing the door. At that moment, she wished that all unhappy things could be kept out of the door and not come to disturb and harm her again!

  Outside the door, Su Shaochen looked at them coldly and said, "You all go back first, I'll stay here with Nian."

  He paused, put his hands in his pockets, raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yaqin, his face cold and dark, with a hint of chill in his eyes: "Also, please pay attention to your words and actions, after all, this is the General Hospital of the Military Region. Your uncle is also the director of the Security Department, so give him some face, give the Su family some face, if you still want to sit stably as Mrs. Su."

  This kind of warning without any harm, probably only Su Shaochen can say it with such deterrent force. As expected, when she heard him say this, Jiang Yaqin's face turned iron blue, her mouth twitched, and in the end, she didn't say anything, coldly snorted and left.

  Su Nan sighed helplessly and patted Su Shaochen's shoulder, "Then you stay here, I'll come over again tomorrow. If anything happens, just give me a call."

  As night fell, the snow finally stopped, and the dark gray sky was reflected in the bright white snow, looking somewhat eerie.

  The old man woke up and saw his precious granddaughter sitting beside him, turned his face and smiled at her with affection. His originally wrinkled face looked even more aged due to the pain. Su Nianqing tightly grasped his hand with the IV inserted, forcing a difficult smile, "Grandpa, I'm back!"

  The old leader nodded comfortingly, moved the hand she was holding, and after a while, a hoarse voice scattered in the quiet darkness, kind and gentle: "Nian Nian..."

  "Grandpa, I'm here! Is there anywhere uncomfortable? I'll go call the doctor over?"

  "It's okay, I'm fine." The old chief raised his hand to touch her face, but was held back by Su Nianqing, who cooed softly: "Be good, don't move around, the needle will be inserted later!"