Rong's mother and Rong Guangguo both fainted and were rushed to the hospital for resuscitation.
Thankfully, they had only passed out and were in no other danger.
Rong Guangguo woke up first. When Shaoze went to visit him, he lay in bed and said weakly to him, "Take good care of your mother, and handle your father's funeral well."
"I understand, Grandfather," Shaoze said in a low voice, his face devoid of any expression.
Rong Guangguo closed his eyes tiredly, a tear sliding down from the corner of his eye.
Shaoze's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly said, "Grandfather, please also take good care of yourself."
"I know, don't worry, I'll be fine." If such a blow could take him down, he would have collapsed a long time ago.
Xinlan stayed by Rong's mother's side, looking at the slight disarray in her hair, she reached out to tidy it a bit for her.
Rong's mother had always been proud and strong, never seen in such a disheveled state before.
