Grandpa Jiang’s words scared Father Jiang witless. His father could go out and do Tai Chi?
Father Jiang hurriedly said, “Dad, your health hasn’t been good recently. It’s better to go out less!”
Old Master Jiang snorted. “What do you know, brat?”
It could be said that he knew his body best. Old Master Jiang now really felt that his grandson’s pills were simply miracle medicine. He had woken up early in the morning and coughed a few times, but hadn’t coughed since then. But where did this kid, Ah Duo, get this miracle medicine? No, he had to ask his grandson later!
It was probably because he had been exercising for a while, but Old Master Jiang now had some appetite, and asked Father Jiang to bring some porridge over!
“Dad, you have an appetite? You want to eat porridge?” Father Jiang was even more stupefied! But his father had an appetite, so he was even happier. He thought back to how his father had thrown up whatever he ate before and lost nearly ten kilos in half a month, which almost scared Father Jiang to death!
Father Jiang’s hands trembled as he ladled the porridge for his father. He was worried that this was the surge before death, and also worried that his father would throw up after eating the porridge.
After ladling the porridge, Father Jiang placed it in front of the old man with trembling hands, looking worried.
Old Master Jiang was hungry and couldn’t care less about Father Jiang’s expression next to him. He ate three big bowls of porridge in a row, which stupefied Father Jiang even more.
Father Jiang waited for the old man to throw up at first, but even after more than ten minutes, nothing happened. Instead, his appetite grew and he got Father Jiang to ladle him another bowl of porridge.
Father Jiang’s lips trembled. “Dad, you… you… have you recovered?” Or was this the surge before death? Wait, he had been focused on the fact that his father had gone out just now, and had forgotten to pay attention to the most important thing: his father actually wasn’t coughing?
He actually stopped coughing?
Father Jiang was in disbelief! What kind of miracle medicine did his father take? He could recover so quickly?
Father Jiang could only think of that random pill which Jiang Duo, that rascal, brought back last night.
Was that pill really useful?
Father Jiang was so shaken that his mind went blank. Not long after, Old Master Jiang replied, “My grandson is indeed capable. Brat, don’t scold Ah Duo anymore in the future! Don’t treat your own son like the enemy! Take things slow!”
He also knew that Father Jiang always expected better of Ah Duo. When the doctor had given the diagnosis, what Grandpa Jiang had been most worried about was the relationship between the father and son.
Father Jiang deeply felt that his son was unreliable, and he still said with a worried face, “Dad, there can’t be anything bad in this medicine, right?” He was very uneasy at how quickly his father had recovered!
Many authoritative and famous doctors had been unable to do anything about his father’s illness, but that wastrel son of his, whom he had always looked down on, had brought back some random medicine that could cure his father?
“I’m eating and sleeping well now, and I’m not coughing. What else can it be? If you can find some other doctor to prescribe medicine that will immediately let me sleep well and stop coughing, I’ll take it. Even if there are some side effects, I don’t care!”
He could eat and sleep now without coughing; how could his body not be in good shape?
Father Jiang was rendered speechless!
At that moment, there was the sound of someone coming down the stairs, followed by Jiang Duo’s wretched wails. “Grandpa, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong, I hurt you! Dad, I hurt Grandpa! Kill me! Is Grandpa…” At the hospital?
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Duo came downstairs with red eyes and saw his grandfather happily eating porridge with a rosy face. Jiang Duo abruptly shut up and hiccuped, his eyes wide open. “Grandpa, why… why aren’t you in the hospital?”
Why did his grandfather look so much better than last night?
When Father Jiang heard his son’s words, his face turned black with anger. “Brat, do you know how to talk or not? Shut up if you don’t!”
“Brat, why are you scolding my grandson?” As soon as Father Jiang finished speaking, Grandpa Jiang glared at Father Jiang, who shut up!
