The next day, after Shen Qinglan got up and had breakfast, she drove Old Sir Shen to the hospital, accompanied by Chu Yunrong.
Shen Rang had grown so weak that he couldn't even muster the strength to get up. Lu Yaqin had been living in the hospital these days to take care of him conveniently.
When they arrived, the doctor had just administered Shen Rang's medication. Over the past half month, Shen Rang had rapidly lost weight, and now he was nothing but skin and bones, looking somewhat frightening.
"Daddy, sister-in-law, Qinglan, you're here," said Lu Yaqin, looking utterly exhausted. Compared to when they first met, she seemed to have aged a whole decade.
Old Sir Shen nodded and looked toward Shen Rang in the bed. "How is Shen Rang doing?" he asked.
"The doctor says the situation is very bad," Lu Yaqin said, choking up. The doctor had just told her that Shen Rang only had a few days left.
Old Sir Shen's face darkened, and he sat down on a chair. "You all go out," he said.
