Chapter 1087 You only Have One Life, and when You Die, It’s Gone.

The old man felt ashamed to see Yan Qingsi, "I was so wrong, Qingsi... come back and live here, Grandpa wants to make it up to you, I hope you can give me this chance, okay?"

Yan Qingsi looked down at her fingers. In fact, the old man was not wrong. Even if they were relatives, how long had they been together? Just a few dozen days.

Even if they were relatives, feelings needed to be cultivated.

Yan Qingsi raised her head and smiled: "If you really want to compensate me, I hope you can do me a favor."

The old man finally had a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "You said... Grandpa will definitely help you, don't say one or more."

Yan Qingsi said: "Xia Rushuang has woken up, I want you to say a few words to her."

"What to say?"

Yan Qingsi talked to the old man: "Just say it according to my meaning."

The old man nodded: "Okay, I know, when to say it? Is it okay now?"

Yan Qingsi nodded: "Okay, but... don't you ask, why do I ask you to say that?"

"You always have your plans, I used to think too much... so... Qingsi, grandpa will really not do that in the future."

Yan Qingsi smiled: "I really don't blame you."

The old man felt uncomfortable. Compared to this, he would rather Yan Qingsi get angry with him, blame him, and be like those little girls, and be unreasonable with him.

But she...

The old man felt even more guilty about Yan Qingsi.

Back in the hospital building, the old man glanced at his wife and went to Xia Rushuang's ward.

He stood outside the door for a while, thinking about what Yan Qingsi asked him to say, organized his words, and then pushed the door open and went in.

Xia Rushuang had woken up. In the past two days, no one except doctors and nurses came to see her. There were more guards at the door than when she was at Xia's house. Not to mention that she wanted to go, even the doctors who came to check on her and the nurses who changed the dressings didn't say a word to her.

No matter what she said to the doctors and nurses, they didn't say a word.

Xia Rushuang was already anxious. She cut her wrists. First, she wanted to use a painful trick to win sympathy. Second, she wanted to get out of Xia's house. Only when she got out, she could do more things.

But in the past two days, no one could enter, and she couldn't go out either. She was almost dying of anxiety.

Xia Rushuang turned her head immediately when the door rang. Unexpectedly, she could see the old man. She was ecstatic. She was waiting for the old man. She knew that the old man would not ignore her.

The moment Xia Rushuang saw the old man, her eyes instantly turned red and tears fell in seconds.

Her face was pale, as if she was a paper doll, and she looked miserable, as if she had suffered a great injustice. Anyone who saw it would feel sad.

Xia Rushuang opened her mouth and shouted: "Uncle..."

Her voice was hoarse, and her appearance at the moment was even more miserable. She tried to sit up from the bed, but her eyes went dark and she fell down again.

The old man hurried over and said: "Lie down quickly, lie down, don't move, you silly child, you are fine, why do you have to think about it?"

"Uncle..." Xia Rushuang burst into tears, and said nothing, just called uncle, all the grievances were hidden in it.

The old man sighed: "You, even if there is a big thing, you can't do this, you only have one life, you are almost gone after this tossing, do you know, no matter what, living is the most important thing, you still have a family and games."