He lured her deep into his trap, using both overt and covert methods to seduce her.

"Family members, please calm down. We need to get the patient to the hospital for emergency treatment as soon as possible. Please come with us."

One of the medical staff members said in a serious tone.

Song Zhi nodded frantically, her lips trembling as she asked, "Where...where is my grandma?"

As she said this, tears were already welling up in her eyes.

Seeing this, Aunt Zhang, who was standing to the side, quickly comforted her, "Xiao Zhi, don't worry, you go with the medical staff first. I'll take care of Grandma here for you, don't worry!"

Song Zhi raised her red eyes, looked at Aunt Zhang gratefully, and said in a choked voice, "Okay, thank you, Aunt Zhang."

After saying that, he turned around without hesitation and staggered as he followed the medical staff into the ambulance.

More than ten minutes passed, and the ambulance sped all the way to the hospital.

The old man was quickly taken to the emergency room, while Song Zhi stood anxiously at the door, her face pale, pacing back and forth.

Her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, every second filled with torment and worry.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps approached, accompanied by the old lady's anxious cry: "Zhizhi, where is your grandfather? How is he?"

Upon hearing the sound, Song Zhi looked over and saw the old lady, supported by Aunt Zhang, struggling to walk towards her with a cane.

The vicissitudes of time have made her already crooked back hunched over, and the old lady walks with difficulty, each step seemingly requiring a great deal of effort.

Despite his anxious expression, his advanced age ultimately made his movements slow and inconvenient.

After only a few months apart, Song Zhi suddenly realized that the old woman in front of her looked much older than she remembered.

His full head of silver hair was particularly dazzling in the sunlight, and the wrinkles on his face were deeper and denser, like crisscrossing ravines.

Looking at the old woman's anxious and helpless appearance, Song Zhi felt a pang of sorrow in her heart, and tears instantly welled up in her eyes.

Suppressing her grief, with tears welling in her eyes, she quickly went to the old woman and embraced her tightly.

"grandmother."

The old lady gripped Song Zhi's slightly cold hand tightly, her face filled with undisguised anxiety, and asked in a trembling voice, "Zhizhi, tell Grandma quickly, how is your grandpa now?"

Perhaps due to extreme tension and excitement, the old lady's lips trembled involuntarily as she spoke, making it difficult for her to express herself fluently.

Song Zhi truthfully replied, "She's still in the operating room, Grandma. It's so late at night, you don't need to come."

Seeing this, Aunt Zhang, who was standing to the side, quickly chimed in, "That's right, Zhizhi. I tried to persuade the old lady not to come, but she wouldn't listen to anything I said. She insisted on coming to see for herself before she could feel at ease."

At this moment, the old lady spoke again, her tone firm yet full of worry: "I really couldn't rest easy, which is why I insisted on coming to see."

Song Zhi understood that the old lady was old and in poor health. If something happened to her because of this, how would she explain it to the old man?

Song Zhi used a combination of coaxing and deception to finally persuade the old lady to ask a neighbor to help take her home.

As the old lady was leaving, she was still telling Song Zhi to call her immediately if anything happened.

After the two left, Song Zhi sat alone quietly in the cold and deserted hospital corridor.

The surroundings were completely silent, with only the occasional sound of footsteps and the nurses' hushed conversations.

Her gaze never left the closed door, still lit by the operating room lights, and her eyes revealed deep worry and unease.

Just then, a slight vibration suddenly came from Song Zhi's pocket.

She subconsciously reached into her pocket, took out her phone, and saw that it was a call from Fu Lu.

She clearly remembered that Fu Lu had told her to call him to let him know she was safe when she got home.

But she didn't expect this to happen, and in her anxiety, she forgot about it.

Song Zhi answered the phone in a flustered manner, her lips trembling as she softly said, "Hello..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Lu's deep voice came through the phone: "Have you arrived at Grandpa's house yet?"

It was just a simple sentence, but Song Zhi felt a sudden sting in her nose, and tears welled up in her eyes like a burst dam, rolling down uncontrollably in large drops.

She tried hard to hold back her tears, but it felt like an invisible hand was gripping her throat, and she could only utter choked sobs: "Ninth... Ninth Brother..."

Upon hearing Song Zhi's unusual voice, Fu Lu felt a pang of unease and worry. He quickly asked, "What's wrong? Has something happened?"

Sobbing, Song Zhi recounted the events to Fu Lu in broken sentences.

Each word seemed to come from the very depths of his being: "Ninth Brother, I... I'm so scared..."

After hearing Song Zhi's words, Fu Lu stood up without hesitation and said into the phone, "Wait for me."

With that, he hung up the phone and strode straight out the door.

Grandpa Fu, who had been sitting in the living room, frowned when he saw his son rushing out the door and called out loudly, "Ninth son, where are you going so late?"

As Fu Lu changed his shoes, he said, "I have something to take care of outside."

Upon hearing this, the old man immediately frowned, his face full of anger, and sternly rebuked her: "Little Fu came all this way to see you, and you just leave like that? You have no manners at all!"

Fu Lu paused slightly, then slowly straightened up, his face still expressionless, but his deep eyes coldly swept over Zhou Fu, who was sitting upright on the sofa.

The moment Zhou Fu's eyes met Fu Lu's, she blushed as if burned, lowered her head shyly, and said softly in a voice barely audible, "Uncle Fu, please don't blame Ninth Brother. Maybe he really has something urgent to attend to."

However, the old man was not appreciative at all, and snorted coldly, "Hmph, what a load of rubbish. You've been covering for him since you were a child. If he could make things easier for me, I wouldn't have to scold him."

Faced with his father's accusations, Fu Lu remained indifferent. He replied calmly, "Dad, I'm not a teenager anymore. I know what I'm doing. Please stop worrying about things that aren't your concern."

After saying this, he turned around without hesitation. He had only taken two steps when Fu Lu seemed to remember something, stopped, turned back, and spoke again:

"Oh, there's one more thing I forgot to tell you. I already have someone I like, so please don't arrange any more blind dates for me."

After saying that, he left the house without waiting for his family to react, leaving everyone staring at each other in bewilderment.

The old man was the first to react, "What did this brat say?"