The two entered the ward, and Xiuyi closed the door with a backhand. Qian Xueying, carrying a thermos, approached the bed, her eyebrows slowly knitting together.
Now, Duke Locke was practically a disabled person, with the medicinal scent added on top of the old man’s odd smell, the air in the ward was naturally not going to be pleasant.
After placing the thermos on the table, Qian Xueying raised her hand and pinched her nose.
"Feed him some soup, and don’t forget to add salt!"
She emphasized the word "salt" in her statement, and Xiuyi understood, nodding slightly in acknowledgment.
Waving him off, Qian Xueying turned and walked into the bathroom, immediately closing the door behind her and took out perfume from her small bag to spray on herself.
Playing the role of the dutiful daughter was, of course, not easy. Despite being hardly able to tolerate the smell, she couldn’t immediately leave but had to hide in the bathroom to temporarily escape it.
In the treatment room opposite, Gan Yuan stood behind the crack of the door, observing the ward across through the window.
She had rushed to the hospital this time to check whether the Duke’s illness was real or feigned. From her recent probing, she hadn’t identified anything unusual about Duke Locke.
Just as Qian Xueying arrived, she decided to stay and see if there was anything amiss with this young lady.
In the ward, Xiuyi poured out the soup from the thermos and turned to walk to the window, closing the Venetian blinds tightly.
Crouched behind the door diagonally across, Gan Yuan furrowed her brows in confusion.
It was just feeding soup, why the need to close the blinds so tightly? Could it be...there was something fishy going on?
She internally debated, pondering over how to respond when she heard a familiar sound coming from the corridor.
Recognizing it as Will’s voice, her heart tightened, and she hurriedly retreated behind the door, leaving only a sliver of a gap.
Moments later, figures moved past; Will was the first one to come by, followed by Huangfu Jue with his two bodyguards.
The two bodyguards stood diligently behind, vigilantly scanning their surroundings, while Will knocked on the room door in front of Huangfu Jue.
Inside the ward, Xiuyi, who had just thrown a tablet into the soup, heard the sudden knock and was startled. He hurriedly placed the bowl down and went to open the door.
"Duke?" Seeing Huangfu Jue standing outside, Xiuyi expressed a surprised look and immediately stepped aside, "Please come in!"
Huangfu Jue entered the ward, walking up to Duke Locke’s bed, his gaze fell on the elder whose eyes were vacant, drooling from the corner of his mouth, and he couldn’t help but feel a trace of regret.
Duke Locke had been quite a distinguished figure in A Country, having joined the military as a youth, later entering politics, and accomplishing much. Although he had an unworthy daughter, Nancy, it was indeed a pity for him to have ended up in such a state in his old age.
Inside the bathroom, Qian Xueying, upon hearing the voices outside, was pleasantly surprised and immediately straightened her appearance before coming out.
"You...Why are you here?"
"I’ve come to see how Duke Locke is doing. How’s his condition?"
"Ah!" Qian Xueying stepped forward, exchanging a look with Xiuyi, her face then took on a mournful expression, "The doctor said...it’s senile dementia, I’m afraid...it’ll only get worse..."
As she spoke, she had already taken out her handkerchief to wipe the drool from the old man’s mouth, then sat beside Duke Locke, covering his hand with hers.
"Father’s life of glory, to end up , is truly..." she said, moved, her shoulders beginning to shake as she started to sob.
Xiuyi supported her shoulder, patting it comfortingly.
Huangfu Jue stood on the side, observing Duke Locke on the bed, "What does the doctor say?"
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