After disembarking the plane, there was a car waiting for them at the airport, which took them directly to the hospital.
Though Rong Shaoze’s father had been resuscitated and was temporarily out of danger, he had been in a coma all along and had not woken up yet.
Rong’s mother was at his side, her eyes swollen from crying.
When she saw Rong Shaoze come in, her eyes reddened, and tears fell once again.
"Mom, how is Dad doing?" Rong Shaoze asked in a deep voice.
Seeing his father lying on the hospital bed, breathing faintly, his eyes grew even darker.
A few days ago, he had been in Hainan, having a confrontation with his father, and had said many disrespectful things.
Now, a few days later, his father was lying in the hospital, life hanging by a thread; life is so full of changes and uncertainties.
"The doctor said it was fortunate that the rescue was timely, if it had been any later..." Rong’s mother covered her face with a handkerchief, unable to stop her soft crying, "Shaoze, I just want your father to wake up. I won’t hold anything against him anymore. I won’t argue with him or make a fuss. I just want him to be safe and sound..."
Rong Shaoze held her in his arms, speaking softly to comfort her, "Don’t worry, Mom. Dad will be fine. I’ll get the best doctors to treat him; he will surely live to be a hundred years old with you."
The atmosphere in the hospital room was too sad and oppressive; Lin Xinlan quietly stepped out and sat outside the door.
Rong Shaoze stayed inside, accompanying his mother and watching over his father, without coming out.
During this time, Rong Mingyan came to visit their father, stayed for a while, and then left.
Rong Guangguo couldn’t accept the news of his son’s accident and passed out in the morning; the doctors suggested he rest at home.
Lin Xinlan suddenly couldn’t help feeling sentimental.
No matter how much money you have or what status you are, when illness comes, all you can feel is sadness and helplessness.
All people can do is live well while they are healthy, treat everyone around them kindly, and not wait until they are about to lose something to realize its importance.
The sky gradually darkened, and Rong’s mother noticed that Rong Shaoze’s face didn’t look very good; he appeared somewhat exhausted and urged him to go back to rest.
He smiled as if nothing was wrong, "Mom, I’m fine. I’ll stay here with Dad. You’ve been up for a day and a night; you should go back to rest."
Rong’s mother shook her head, saying firmly, "I’m not leaving. As long as he’s not out of danger, I won’t leave. If I’m tired, I’ll sleep here for a bit, but I can’t sleep if I’m not by his side."
"But your health is important. Don’t worry, Dad will be fine. You should go back to rest. We don’t want you to collapse once Dad gets better."
"You go back, you still have a lot of work to do, don’t stay here. I won’t leave," Rong’s mother shook her head, quietly looking at Rong’s father.
Her gaze was gentle, filled with deep affection, as if just looking at him was already very satisfying for her.
This was the first time Rong Shaoze realized how deeply his mother loved his father.
He also had someone he loved, and he knew that when a loved one was in danger, what he most wanted to do was to stay by her side, to accompany her without leaving her for a moment.
Right now, his mother must be feeling the same way.
Rong Shaoze understood and no longer urged her to go back and rest.
It was time for him to leave, to give them two space and time.
After saying goodbye to his mother, he walked out of the hospital room and saw Lin Xinlan sitting outside; his face immediately showed a trace of astonishment.
In the daytime, he had noticed that she had quietly left.
He thought she had gone back, but to his surprise, she had been waiting outside all along.