His daughter’s death pained him as well, but he knew clearly that Du Ya’s death was an accident, and Pei Guozhong, too, was an innocent victim, who had lain in bed for half a year because of the car accident.
If there was anyone to blame, it could only be the person who drank alcohol and still drove, disregarding human life!
Five years after Xiaoya’s accident, Pei Guozhong remarried Wan Hongxing, and Du Chang understood; he could not force Pei Guozhong to remain unmarried for the rest of his life just because his daughter had died.
Not to mention, Wan Hongxing was quite kind, a preschool teacher with a gentle nature, and she took good care of Yining. However, her grandson Yicheng, at the age of fifteen, was in the throes of his most rebellious phase. At this time, when Pei Guozhong wanted to get remarried, Yicheng completely regarded Pei Guozhong as his enemy!
Whenever the father and son met, they were like enemies.
Before leaving, Du Chang specifically took Yicheng aside for a talk, yet before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by the boy’s remark: "Grandpa, travel safely, wait for me to come find you standing."
"Grandpa, I don’t want to see him, nor do I want to talk about him," Yicheng said, his eyes downcast, his words tinged with a pleading tone.
Du Chang sighed and said no more.
Du Chang brought a pile of gifts and returned to South City. Du Chang was reluctant to accept Pei Guozhong’s things, but Pei Guozhong did not allow him the chance to refuse. He knew that some things were meant for him, and others were for Yicheng.
"Doctor Hu, how is his leg now?"
After sending off Du Chang, Pei Guozhong immediately went to consult Doctor Hu about the situation.
"His condition is improving, and after this batch of medicine is finished, he can try to stand up and undergo rehabilitation in a fortnight," Doctor Hu, knowing that he was Yicheng’s father, did not withhold the information, sharing details thoroughly.
"Doctor Hu, thank you."
Pei Guozhong’s words were full of gratitude as he handed over a leather bag.
Doctor Hu did not accept it, looking at him bewildered.
"I don’t know how much the medical expenses will amount to; take this for now. If it’s not enough, please let me know," Pei Guozhong said as he extended the money forward, making it clear it was for medical fees.
"No need, he has already paid," Doctor Hu pushed the money back.
Pei Guozhong then added, "Doctor Hu, besides the medical fees, this is also a little token of my appreciation."
"I can’t accept that either, treating and saving patients is my duty as a doctor," Doctor Hu said with a stern face, his hair gray but his eyes piercingly sharp.
"Doctor, what he meant is that we find it inconvenient in Ningbei, so if there is anything he needs to buy, please help us," Wan Hongxing said smilingly; even in her forties, she maintained her youthful appearance and was approachable.
"I am a doctor, not a shopper."
Doctor Hu adjusted his glasses and said, "I’ve told you everything that needed to be told about his condition, you can go now."
"Guozhong, why don’t you give some money to Ling Dong privately, let Ling Dong buy some nutritional supplements for Xiaocheng to strengthen his body?" Wan Hongxing suggested.
"Do as you see fit," Pei Guozhong stuffed the money bag into Wan Hongxing’s arms and headed out.
"Aren’t you going to see Xiaocheng?" Wan Hongxing quickly asked.
"No, let him be," Pei Guozhong walked out and, having traveled a long distance by train, decided to go find a place to fill his stomach properly.
"Saying a word of care wouldn’t cost a piece of flesh; you came especially to see him, you care about him, yet you say it’s for work!" Wan Hongxing looked at his retreating figure and sighed helplessly.