All Novel Full Chapter 899
Chapter 899: Chapter 883: Made My Dad Cry Chapter 899: Chapter 883: Made My Dad Cry Ren Ying, upon seeing her father crying, was startled and also inexplicably felt guilty.
Just then, the door to the outside hospital room opened, and Tang Zhinian walked in.
When Tang Zhinian saw an additional person inside, his expression instantly soured.
It was hard enough waiting for the patient to recover and be discharged; he was looking forward to seeing his grandson.
Was this person trying to cause trouble and infuriate someone to death?
Was this a visit to see the patient or to upset the patient?
“Who let you come here?” Tang Zhinian’s voice grew stern.
A nurse hurriedly went to check the current condition of Ren’s father.
Ren’s father had suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and had heart issues too.
If he were infuriated again and the blood vessels in his brain burst, who knew if he could be saved?
“Who are you?”
When Ren Ying saw a stranger walk in and start accusing her rudely, she became offended, “I’m here to see my dad—what’s it to you?”
“Your dad?”
Tang Zhinian then realized—this was Ren Ying.
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“Is this the daughter you gave birth to?” Tang Zhinian pointed at Ren Ying.
“You haven’t come to see him for so long, and now that you do, you want to enrage him to death?”
Ren’s father truly shed tears of grief.
He was ashamed, deeply ashamed.
This was not about infuriating him; this was practically an attempt to anger him to his dying breath.
“What gives you the right to talk to me like this?”
Ren Ying nearly exploded with the fury of a shrew, barely stopping herself from leaping up.
This was her biological father, his hospital room—where did this meddlesome person come from?
“What gives me the right?”
Tang Zhinian scoffed coldly, “Because I saved the old man’s life.
All the medical bills for the old man have been paid by me, and oh yes, your mother’s hospitalization fees, the cost for the nursing care, I paid for those too.
Or else, what did you think—the hospital is a charity that not only treats patients but provides food, drink, and nannies?”
Ha…
She clearly didn’t inquire, did she?
Can ordinary people afford to stay in the special ward of the main hospital building?
Knows how much medication costs daily here, does she?
Is she aware of what criteria are needed to be admitted here?
She doesn’t even take care of her own parents; what use is having such a daughter?
Her entire set of values is destroyed, no different than a shrew.
Wu Bin must truly be blind.
“You, get out of here now,” Tang Zhinian pointed to the door.
“If you don’t want him to die, leave immediately and never let me see you again.”
Possibly truly shocked, or maybe because Tang Zhinian’s words had deeply hurt her, Ren Ying scrambled and ran out, no longer daring to mention money.
Ren’s father was still shedding tears, but he was unable to speak or move.
“Not good,” the nurse checked and was startled, quickly shouting to the people outside, “Bring Doctor Tang here, quick!”
Tang Zhinian, seeing Ren’s father in such a state, felt a buzzing in his head and his own blood pressure rising.
He quickly sat down to collect himself—otherwise, he feared his own cerebral vessels might burst as well.
Tang Yuxin came over and saw Ren’s father’s condition, understanding that his cerebral blood vessel might have ruptured again.
“What happened?” she asked the nurse.
Wasn’t he consistently doing well, just waiting for recovery?
She had performed the surgery herself, and was clear in her own mind that a relapse was impossible.
“A woman came in and cried him into this state.”
The nurse herself didn’t know much more, but that was the gist of it.
He was cried into this state?
Is it Ren Ying?
Tang Yuxin didn’t need to guess to know who it was.
They say children are the debts of their parents, but did Ren Ying’s father’s debt have to be so harsh?
If his blood pressure spiked a few more times, it could truly cost him his life.
“Dr.
Tang, what should we do now?”
The nurse asked Tang Yuxin, who had just finished performing surgery.
“What else can we do?
Get him a brain CT to check the extent of the bleeding.
Avoid a second surgery if at all possible.”
The first operation was minimally invasive, but the second one would likely require a craniotomy, which would not only be a test for the surgeon but also for the patient.
At Ren Ying’s father’s advanced age, undergoing a second craniotomy in a short period could be harmful to his health and potentially shorten his life by several years.
“Dad, how are you feeling?”
Tang Yuxin approached, and upon seeing Tang Zhinian’s flushed face, she felt her own head throb again.
“Bring me the blood pressure monitor.”
Tang Yuxin reached out her hand to the nurse, who hurriedly fetched the blood pressure monitor and started taking Tang Zhinian’s measurements.
The readings shocked the nurse.
“Dr.
Tang, Mr.
Tang’s blood pressure is very high.”
“Administer IV fluids.”
Right now, Tang Yuxin really couldn’t attend to Tang Zhinian.
There was someone else in far worse condition.
Tang Zhinian also felt that he was in poor shape, so like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, he let them do whatever they wanted.
Soon after, an IV was inserted into his arm, and he began to rest with his eyes closed.
Tang Yuxin had to keep an eye on the elderly patient, hoping that the bleeding wasn’t extensive; she really didn’t want to perform such a potentially destructive craniotomy on someone of such advanced age.
Recovery periods were long even for young people, let alone for those who were older and had cardiac issues as well.
Ren Ying’s father was taken out for testing, while Tang Zhinian lay on another hospital bed with an IV in his arm.
After the IV was administered for a short while, he felt much better.
“Zhinian, Zhinian, are you alright?”
Ren Li rushed over in a hurry.
She had just attended a parent-teacher conference for Tang Xincheng.
How had Tang Zhinian ended up on an IV drip?
Seeing Tang Zhinian’s weakened state, Ren Li was on the verge of tears.
Tang Zhinian’s health had always been good.
He had developed high blood pressure due to a period of intense work and insufficient rest, but wasn’t it well managed?
“I’m fine,” Tang Zhinian said, patting Ren Li’s hand to comfort her.
“I just had a sudden spike in blood pressure.
However, your father’s condition is not good; he’s gone for testing now.
Yuxin is in a bad mood, so don’t provoke her.”
“What on earth happened?” How could Ren Li not cry?
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That was her own father, and now her husband was involved too.
Wasn’t this all too much for her to bear?
“Ren Ying came over and angered the old man until he cried.
He might have had another cerebral hemorrhage.”
As for what exactly Ren Ying said to his father, Tang Zhinian really didn’t know.
When he had entered, the old man was already crying, while Ren Ying had a scowl on her face.
“That son of a bitch!”
Ren Li was at a loss for words on how to curse.
She was a woman of quality—she would never resort to vulgarities, doing so would not only lower her own standing but also bring shame to her family.
Most importantly, it could teach her child bad habits.
Sometimes she wondered if Ren Ying’s temperament was learned from his mother, Wu Bin.
Ren Li was an artist after all, but what had she become now?
She had turned into nothing less than a shrew.