Reborn, I choose to register my marriage with the diva.

Chapter 85 Old Master Duan

Chapter 85 Old Master Duan

"In ward 709."

Old Lin spoke softly, turning his head to look at the number plates on the doors of each room.

The three of them walked to the end of the corridor.

Yu Huan, who was following behind, couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

This was the first time I'd met Lin Yourong's direct relatives. Old Master Duan had suddenly fallen seriously ill and was in the hospital. Although the scene certainly wouldn't be very formal, to be honest, I was quite nervous.

Yu Huan's mother-in-law, walking alongside him, turned to look at his serious expression and said with a smile, "Little Yu, relax. There are no outsiders here."

Old Lin, who was walking ahead, stopped, turned around and smiled when he heard the sound, then turned and pushed open the door.

Yu Huan nodded and then glanced inside.

Inside, there was a single room.

There's a sofa and a coffee table on the side near the door, and opposite the sofa is a row of simple wardrobes.

In the middle was a single bed, with the headboard against the wall. Lying on it was an elderly man with a full head of white hair, a nasal tube hanging from his thin face, and his eyes slightly closed.

Further inside, near the window, is a spacious desk.

You can see the back of a little girl who is no more than six years old, with two pigtails, lying on it writing and drawing.

The two men and one woman sitting on the sofa were all middle-aged and had been talking quietly. When they saw Lao Lin push the door open and come in, they immediately stood up enthusiastically.

They were all calling out "Xiao Lin" and "Xiao Fang".

Xiaolin?

Xiaofang?

Upon seeing this, Yu Huan couldn't help but go through the two titles in her mind.

The background of these people is self-evident.

They were all big shots to him!

So he followed his mother-in-law timidly.

Choose to enter through the last door.

The little girl, who was lying on the desk, heard the noise and turned her upper body to look.

With her big, clear eyes wide open, she called out in a crisp voice, "Grandpa, Grandma!"

"Eh~" Old Lin responded softly.

Her mother-in-law smiled and waved to her.

The middle-aged woman with dyed burgundy hair quickly raised a finger to the little girl and shushed her: "Keep your voice down, don't disturb your great-grandfather!"

She turned back to look at Yu Huan, who was the last to come in and close the door.

This handsome young man, tall and with striking features, was truly eye-catching.

She looked at her mother-in-law with curiosity: "Xiaofang, who is this young man...?"

The mother-in-law smiled and said to Yu Huan, "Call her 'Auntie'!"

Yu Huan immediately put on a formulaic smile: "Hello, Auntie."

“This is You Rong’s aunt,” the mother-in-law said, turning her head to introduce Yu Huan in turn: “This is You Rong’s uncle, and this is her uncle-in-law.”

"Greetings, uncles." Yu Huan nodded respectfully.

My uncle's hair was a mix of black and white, his cheekbones were high, and his cheeks were slightly sunken, giving him a calm and resolute appearance.

Most importantly, he wore an executive jacket, which gave him a sophisticated and authoritative air, making him appear dignified and imposing.

but.

At this moment, a smile spread across his face. Seeing his sister's expression, he immediately understood and said, "This young man must be You Rong's boyfriend, right?"

Although it was a question, the tone was very confident.

Before his mother-in-law could respond, he gazed at Yu Huan with his deep eyes, then stepped forward and extended his hand to him.

Upon seeing this, Yu Huan hurriedly shook hands with him.

The palms are broad and strong.

My aunt suddenly asked, "Didn't You Rong come?"

“She’s still working in Shanghai,” Lao Lin said.

The group was exchanging pleasantries.

At that moment, the little girl's legs spun like wheels, and she ran around the hospital bed, grabbing Yu Huan's leg. She tilted her head up to look at him, her eyes sparkling: "Hello, brother, my name is Qianqian!"

"Hello, Xixi," Yu Huan replied with a smile.

"This little brat only likes tall and handsome boys." Auntie scolded, pulling Qianqian away: "Six years old and still not shy? Go do your homework!"

Sisi immediately hung her head and walked away sullenly, striding to her desk and slamming her bottom heavily into the chair.

Yu Huan found this scene both funny and absurd.

Old Lin glanced at the old man on the hospital bed and saw that he had turned his head and was looking this way.

He smiled and said, "His name is Yu Huan, you can just call him Xiao Yu. I was dealing with a breaking news story at three or four in the morning and didn't get a proper rest. This morning, I had Xiao Yu drive us over."

As soon as he finished speaking, his uncle stepped forward, shook Yu Huan's hand, and greeted her with a smile, "Little Yu, please sit down, don't be shy!"

"Uncle, I've been driving for hours, I'll just stand for a bit."

While the two of them were talking, the rest of the people had already rushed towards Old Master Duan.

The mother-in-law bent down and gently stroked the deep wrinkles on the old man's forehead. Her eyes were a little red, and she asked softly, "Dad, how are you feeling?"

Old Master Duan's lips moved, and he mumbled something.

However, his speech was unclear, making it difficult for people to hear him clearly.

The uncle smiled calmly and said, "Fortunately, the nanny found out in time and performed first aid immediately. Dad is just having some difficulty speaking and swallowing."

“Dad is eighty-one years old now,” Auntie sighed.

She suddenly noticed that the old man had stretched his hand out from under the covers and pointed outside.

Look in that direction.

They were actually pointing at Yu Huan, this young man.

Old Lin noticed this too, and immediately waved to Yu Huan, calling out, "Little Yu, come here."

"Oh."

Yu Huan took two steps at a time.

His aunt turned aside to make room for him.

Upon seeing this, Yu Huan immediately stepped forward and came to the bedside.

The old man raised his hand towards him.

Yu Huan understood immediately and quickly reached out to grasp it.

The slightly protruding knuckles and the icy warmth of his hands reminded Yu Huan that this was an elderly man nearing his eighties.

but.

He didn't seem as stubborn and feudal as I had imagined; on the contrary, he seemed quite amiable.

Perhaps he fell ill?

Yu Huan leaned down and whispered, "Hello, Grandpa. I'm You Rong's boyfriend. My name is Yu Huan."

Grandpa Duan nodded repeatedly, his voice barely audible: "A handsome man, a talented individual, very good, very good..."

Seeing this, Lao Lin immediately went out without making a sound, and took out his phone from his pocket by the window.

After dialing the number, I held it to my ear and quietly watched the crowd below.

A short while later, Lin Yourong's drowsy voice came through the receiver.

He sounded like he hadn't woken up properly: "Hey, Dad, what's up?"

An ambulance slowly drove past in the driveway downstairs. Old Lin sighed, "It's almost noon and they still haven't gotten up?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong on the other end of the phone immediately raised her voice: "I was recording until two or three in the morning yesterday, and by the time I got back to the hotel and quickly washed up, it was already past four. I didn't even get eight hours of sleep!"

Old Lin lowered his voice: "Your mother, Yu Huan, and I are all in Wuling."

"what?"

"Your grandfather is sick. Do you have a lot of things to do?"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Yourong interrupted him abruptly, saying, "I'll book a flight to Wuling right away."

"it is good--"

Old Lin had just uttered a word and was about to give her some more advice when the receiver went dead.

(End of this chapter)