Chapter 12 Illness (1/2)

Chapter 12 – Illness

I was caught between laughter and tears. “Aren’t you exaggerating too much? You only just met her today!”

“What? Gu Yu, are you even a man?” To my surprise, Shi Yitong grumbled. “I can’t believe you don’t feel anything with such a cute girl at your side!”

Even if I feel anything, I wouldn’t react like you. I silently cursed deep down.

“The cat she has is also extremely adorable. I heard that girls who know how to raise their pets are exceptionally compassionate!”

I instantly rebutted, “I won’t deny that Su Xiaoyun is cute, but how is that little bastard adorable?”

“Hahahaha! Seems like you’ve seriously been tormented dreadfully by her cat!”

Just like that, both Shi Yitong and I jested and laughed as we entered the village. Shi Yitong pushed open the main gates of the yard and yelled, “I’m home!” However, this time was different from the last, we waited quite long before someone responded. Soon after, I caught sight of Shi Yitong’s grandma coming out from the house, her expression riddled with anxiety.

Surprised, Shi Yitong hurriedly rushed forward and asked, “Grandma, what’s wrong?”

The old woman took a glance at Shi Yitong before shifting her gaze to me. With anxiety written all over her face, she sighed, “Tong’er, your grandfather… has fallen sick.”

Shi Yitong’s countenance instantly changed. Without even stopping to put down his bag, he instantly charged into the house. After I recovered from the news, I also hurriedly took after him.

Sure enough, Shi Yitong’s grandfather was lying down in his bedroom, his face deathly pale, weak and barely breathing. Shi Yitong reached out his hand to touch his grandfather’s forehead before jerking back all of a sudden, murmuring, “He’s burning up pretty badly…”

A basin filled with cold water was placed in the room along with a towel. In all likelihood, Shi Yitong’s grandmother must have brought those to take care of him.

I then took another glance at the old man on the bed. Although he was having a fever, there was no trace of redness on his face that a normally feverish patient should have. Instead, he was ghastly pale, the top of his nose bridge was dark.

I couldn’t hold myself back from interfering and burst out, “He’s already this sick, he should be brought to a doctor at once!”

However, Shi Yitong’s grandmother shook her head. “I already called a doctor. He said it’s just a cold and prescribed a pile of anti-fever medication. After feeding my old man that medicine, it didn’t have any effect. Sigh, moreover, old man’s current state doesn’t seem like he has caught a common sickness…”

I turned to stare at Shi Yitong, his darkened expression had a look of dismay. Even his eyebrows were drooping, looking as though he was going to burst into tears at any moment.

“My grandpa very rarely goes to the hospital. For all these years, he has never had a problem with his health.” Shi Yitong uttered in a low voice as he reached out his hand to grasp his grandfather’s. The words he managed to force out were laced with choked sobs. “How did he suddenly become like this?”

Right at this moment, the old man lying on the bed suddenly burst into a coughing fit, waking up in an instant. He struggled hard to open his eyes, squeaks leaving his throat as though he wanted to say something.

Shi Yitong stooped down as fast as he could, pressing his ears close to his grandpa’s mouth. “Grandpa, I’m here. What do you want to say?”

I could only see the old man trying his hardest to talk, sputtering a few words out with great difficulty. “As leaf raced the wind…the f-fight has been sold…”

“What?” Seemed like I wasn’t the only one who didn’t catch it. Shi Yitong was also puzzled. Yet the old man didn’t have the energy to continue. He shut his eyes and drifted off to sleep.