Tyrannical Tycoon Haunts Me Relentlessly-Chapter 861: The Fake Seventh Young Master

Gu Beicheng’s large hand scooped up Xia Yinian, directly lifting her up horizontally.

"Let’s go back to rest first."

His voice wasn’t cold, but it was undeniable.

"But, Grandpa..." Unable to find out Grandpa’s condition, Xia Yinian was still reluctant to leave.

Even though she knew Uncle was angry, she still insisted on staying.

"Grandpa won’t wake up so soon, you go first." Feng Yan said in a deep voice, looking at Xia Yinian.

Xia Yinian turned her head to meet Feng Yan’s gaze, she was completely stunned.

"Grandpa won’t wake up so soon," why did Third Young Master say this with such bitterness?

What on earth happened to Grandpa?

Xia Yinian gently exhaled, pursing her lips, and finally nodded.

Grandpa’s situation didn’t seem optimistic, she could see it in Third Young Master’s eyes.

Being carried away by Gu Beicheng, Xia Yinian bit her lip, not saying a word.

It wasn’t until she was back in her room and lying on the bed that she reached out with her small hand to grasp Gu Beicheng’s arm.

"Uncle, is Grandpa..."

"He may never wake up, the brain hypoxia is severe, and there’s a great possibility of him becoming a vegetative state."

Gu Beicheng’s voice was a bit heavy, it was obvious that he wasn’t in a good mood either.

Xia Yinian’s small hand that was holding onto Gu Beicheng loosened and fell onto the bed.

She stared at the ceiling without blinking, neither crying nor smiling, her face devoid of any expression.

No matter how bad Grandpa’s condition is, it should be treatable, shouldn’t it?

But even Uncle said so, coupled with Third Young Master’s expression, Xia Yinian knew this was true.

A vegetative state? She couldn’t accept it. How could a perfectly good old man become a vegetable? It’s impossible!

Why does heaven have to be so unfair?

Grandpa lost the woman he loved early on, and later even his son left him, why can’t he peacefully walk the last part of his journey?

Gu Beicheng lay down on the bed, holding the girl in his arms.

"If you want to cry, just cry."

He held her, burying her whole body in his embrace, with his chin resting on her head.

Xia Yinian still didn’t make a sound, just like a doll at the mercy of any man.

However, her tears had already soaked Gu Beicheng’s shirt.

...

After resting in the hospital for two days, Xia Yinian’s body finally recovered, but her mood remained gloomy.

Today was the day the Old Master left the intensive care unit, Feng Yan used a helicopter to send him back to the Feng Family for treatment.

After hastily seeing Grandpa, Xia Yinian was helped into the car by Gu Beicheng.

"Uncle, I’m fine now, you don’t have to keep staying with me." Xia Yinian looked at the man who was fastening her seatbelt.

"I’m not that busy these two days, when I’m busy, it won’t be so easy for you to find me." Gu Beicheng fastened the seatbelt, raised his eyes, and glanced at the girl.

Xia Yinian pursed her lips, unsure of what to say.

Such a busy person like Uncle actually stayed in the hospital with her for two days.

When he said he wasn’t busy, no one would believe it.

She was well aware that he only started working when she was asleep.

Having rejected him so many times, Xia Yinian slowly started to get used to having him by her side.

Uncle truly was taking care of her, not just in life, but emotionally too.

These past two days, she even felt that Uncle was more nagging than the doctors, maybe because with Uncle around, the doctors didn’t dare to speak up.

Thinking of the man’s occasional cute appearance, Xia Yinian couldn’t help but curl her lips.

Is this really Uncle? She suspected she knew a fake Seventh Young Master.