Old Mr. Wang was such a proud man, and if he truly ended up being stripped stark naked, lying here without dignity, with tubes inserted all over his body.
Being prepared for danger in times of safety, he had lived most of his life, shouldn't he understand this principle even better?
She photographed Old Mr. Wang for a long time, the more pitiful he appeared, the better.
It was only after she finished taking pictures that she put her phone back into her purse, ready to stop the medication soon, and once the meds were stopped, he would soon wake up.
And when he awoke, seeing his Little Bean safe and sound by his side, it would be like a dream, his heart still vigorous, able to live for several more years. If he messed around with her medicinal alcohol a bit more, he might even meet his great-grandchildren.
After leaving Old Mr. Wang's room, she returned to her own office. Little Bean was still inside; she wondered whether the Wang Family had come back yet.
