Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s Chapter 2371 - 2307: Is It Too Coldhearted?

Previously on Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s...

Chiang Xiao packed potions and tea snacks before heading to the Meng Family, intending to bring Guan Tiezhu along, but Ding Haijing accompanied her instead. As they walked, she noted his familiar appearance without recalling why, while he sensed an unusual ease and trust around her, despite never meeting before. Upon arriving at the Meng courtyard, she discovered an ambulance rushing Meng Chaojun, weakened by ongoing chemotherapy and illness, to the hospital; she joined Old Meng inside as the vehicle sped off, with Ding Haijing sprinting after them.

Seeing him once more now, she realized he'd grown even thinner, his face ashen, and even a couple of white hairs had sprouted in his brows.

How greatly has he aged?

Chiang Xiao pondered what emotions Meng Xinian must be experiencing upon witnessing his father in such a state.

Yet abruptly, she questioned whether her indifference made her seem overly heartless.

Regardless of his past actions, he remains Meng Xinian's father, after all.

The bond between father and son that they share differs greatly from the one she has with Chen Zhu.

She and Chen Zhu could regard one another as total strangers without remorse, and she'd never entertain the idea of mending ties in this life, whereas despite any grudges Meng Xinian harbors against his father, blood ties them eternally as parent and child.

Even if she wouldn't aid Meng Chaojun for his own merit, at minimum for Old Meng's benefit—or better yet, for Meng Xinian's—she ought to lend some assistance.

Parents, flawed as they might be, provide a tangible anchor while alive; their absence leaves anger and bitterness with nowhere to land.

Gazing at Meng Chaojun, who seemed to have matured two decades in just one year, Chiang Xiao let out an involuntary sigh.

For the moment, old grievances could be pushed aside.

Maybe because she'd recently discovered her own father, Chiang Xiao's bitterness toward Meng Chaojun had softened considerably from what it once was.

"Grandpa, what exactly happened to him?"

Old Meng let out a heavy sigh. "He hasn't been sleeping properly, skipped his meds, passed out on the stairs while descending, and tumbled down. Luckily, Meng Sheng was around the house; otherwise, out in the yard, I might not have realized."

Currently, Meng Sheng remains at home to watch over things.

He hadn't anticipated Chiang Xiao's arrival.

Chiang Xiao stretched her neck to peer and spotted a dark mark on the opposite side of Meng Chaojun's forehead.

"He struck his head." Her brows furrowed; was he alright?

"That's right." Old Meng clasped his son's hand, a sharp pang hitting his nose as he added, "I'm uncertain if he'll pull through."

Over the last few days, Meng Chaojun had confided in him about his energy fading more each day, unsure if he'd last until Xinian's wedding.

Those words had nearly brought forth his aged tears.

Chiang Xiao grew quiet.

It appeared that chemotherapy was no longer effective for Meng Chaojun.

His health had deteriorated further, hadn't it?

However, with nurses present in the vehicle, it wasn't suitable for her to administer the Potion yet; she'd have to bide her time until they got to the hospital.

The car pulled up at the hospital shortly after, and Meng Chaojun was rushed indoors, at which point Chiang Xiao faced Old Meng.

"Grandpa?"

"Little one, hurry along and join them inside. Grandpa moves too slowly these days." Old Meng gestured with his hand.

"Alright, Grandpa, take care."

Chiang Xiao dashed after them without delay, heading into the building.

She hoped to seize a chance to administer some Potion to Meng Chaojun.

Meng Chaojun was promptly wheeled into the emergency room.

Chiang Xiao attempted to enter behind but got held back, forcing her to linger in the hallway.

"What's the situation?"

A voice rang out nearby, prompting her to whip around; spotting Ding Haijing, she jumped in surprise.

"How on earth did you sprint here so quickly?"

Ding Haijing panted lightly, yet at her query, he flashed a broad grin and replied, "My old teammates dubbed me 'fast legs' back in the day."

Even dubbed fast legs, his speed was excessive—practically matching the car's pace!

"Great Officer Meng's father collapsed, so he'll be admitted here for now. Take a seat and catch your breath." With that, Chiang Xiao noticed Old Meng drawing near, so she approached to assist him and guided him to a chair.

"Grandpa, don't fret excessively. Truth is, I brought some Potion home; we can offer Dad a dose once he regains consciousness."

Old Meng's gaze lit up at Chiang Xiao's statement.

Earlier, the idea of requesting her aid had crossed his mind.

But Meng Chaojun had steadfastly refused.

After committing such injustices against others, how could he bear to plead for Potion?