My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 648: Chapter 640: He Wants to Acknowledge His Daughter Chapter 648: Chapter 640: He Wants to Acknowledge His Daughter Zhang Xiangcao was startled by his shouting, but when she caught sight of the old man’s pale face and the faint smell in the air, she knew.

Her mother, too, had been the same when she lay in bed, unable to move.

She set down her broom and walked over— the old man might not have made it in time.

Such an old age, truly pitiable.

Now with no one by his side, the nurse had gone to the city to shop this morning, just when everyone else was also out.

Originally, she thought nothing would happen to the old man in such a short time.

Yet, indeed, something had happened.

“I told you not to come over, can’t you understand human speech?”

The old man’s face was now red and his neck swollen with anger and embarrassment.

Nevertheless, Zhang Xiangcao made her way through the old man’s irritable temper and pushed the wheelchair.

The old man was so angry he almost rolled out of the wheelchair.

If it were a man, he would have lashed out long ago, but the problem was she was a woman, and men should not strike women, no matter the age; that was the rule.

If it were his son, he would have slapped him by now.

Zhang Xiangcao wheeled the old man into the room, then moved to help him up.

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“I won’t.”

The old leader was stubborn and had a tough temper, flatly refusing to get up, because getting up would mean emitting a foul smell.

“If my dad were here, you would be older than him.”

Zhang Xiangcao still insisted on helping him up, “Yuxin once said that you need to keep a good mood.

How can this be a good mood?”

What good mood!

The old man almost swore out loud, feeling utterly uncomfortable.

He was so angry his liver ached, and soon he would need the girl to give him a few more injections.

Reluctantly, the old man finally stood up, but when Zhang Xiangcao wanted to remove his trousers, he clung to them desperately.

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“Men and women should not touch each other.”

He held his breath until his face turned red, feeling utterly humiliated.

“It’s nothing,” Zhang Xiangcao said with a smile, “just think of me as your daughter.

My parents died early, and the Tang Family has no elders.

Although you’re staying with us, we all regard you as our own elder.

Changing trousers for one’s own father isn’t a big deal, and besides, aren’t your nurses also women?”

“It’s not the same,” the old man’s voice lowered, his grip on his trousers still firm.

However, upon hearing her refer to him as a father, something stirred within him; he was genuinely touched.

An elder, especially one who was sick like him, longed for nothing more than the company of family.

He had only two sons, both holding important positions, always busy as ghosts, barely home half the year.

As he lay ill, on the brink of death, his second son still hadn’t returned, not for lack of wanting to, but because of the overwhelming work and distance.

If the old father really died, all the son could do upon return was send a wreath.

The old man had no daughters, and thus never knew the comfort of a loving daughter.

Previously he didn’t mind, content with sons, thinking eventually he would have a granddaughter.

But as fate had it, his sons also had sons—three unruly boys, who grew up disobedient and distant.

Did they not realize their grandfather was nearly in his coffin?

Daughters are better, more caring, more considerate towards their parents.

Zhang Xiangcao brought warm water, cleaned the old man, and got him into fresh clothes; she then took the soiled garments to the tap, washed them clean, and hung them out in the yard, where the sun shone all year round.

When the clothes were worn again, they were warm and comforting.

When the nurse and security guard returned and learned the old master had soiled his trousers, they were full of self-reproach.

Of course, they dared not leave simultaneously in the future; otherwise, even a trip to the restroom for the old man would be difficult.

They were also very grateful to Zhang Xiangcao; without her, who knew how long the old man would have suffered.

The old man was stingy with smiles towards everyone but began to warm up to Zhang Xiangcao.

She was kind and had no ulterior motives, truly respectful towards the old man.

Moreover, no one in the Tang Family knew who the old man really was, believing he was just a patient of Tang Yuxin seeking treatment in the village.

After all, the consultation fee paid by him was indeed very generous.

“What did you say, you want to recognize a daughter?”

Mr.

Wang stood in front of the old man, his eyes nearly bulging out in shock.

“Dad, you called me here urgently; it’s not just because you want to recognize a goddaughter, is it?”

“What do you think?”

The old man glanced at his son with the whites of his eyes.

His temper wasn’t as bad when he was sick because he lacked the energy, but now that he felt better and could walk slowly, his temper seemed to have worsen.

“But how can you just casually recognize a daughter?” Mr.

Wang was truly shocked, feeling that his old man was taking the matter too lightly.

Recognition of a goddaughter was no trivial issue.

If their family really recognized a goddaughter, it would be no different than having one of their own.

In the past, that would have meant the rank of a Commandery Princess, an exalted status.

As for a goddaughter of the Wang Family, given their disposition, she could share in the family inheritance.

Of course, he wasn’t worried about the inheritance; they weren’t lacking.

He feared some people might have ulterior motives, exploiting the old man.

“You think I’m senile?”

Still eyeing his son sideways, the old man’s gaze seemed to provoke irritation, making Mr.

Wang want to throw a punch, something he wouldn’t dare do to his old father.

Mr.

Wang touched his nose; despite being in his forties, he was scolded like a scoundrel by his own father.

“Hmph!” The old man walked carefully forward with his cane, while Mr.

Wang cautiously followed, ready to catch him in case he stumbled.

With his advanced age and a severe illness that almost claimed his life, a fall could prove fatal.

The old man walked a few steps, then stopped suddenly, almost causing Mr.

Wang to bump into him.

Without a warning, he just halted.

“Tell me,” demanded the old man, tapping his cane forcefully.

“Have you ever come to see me while I was recovering here?”

“Dad, haven’t I been busy?”