Don't meet me in your next life.

Lin Lubai called Mi Ke, Lucheng's secretary, directly.

"Miko, can you help me find a specialist abroad to treat brain cancer? My brother is sick. I'll arrange the treatment for you later," Lin Lubai instructed Miko.

After finishing this, he called Xiao Zhao: "Xiao Zhao, how is Lu Sichen doing?"

"They're still in critical condition and haven't come out yet," Xiao Zhao replied.

Just then, a commotion broke out: "Mr. Lin, your grandfather and the others are here."

“Okay, I’ll be right there,” Lin Lubai said.

Upon receiving Lin Lubai's call, the Lu family patriarch immediately arranged for Secretary Zhang to drive to the hospital.

Secretary Zhang led the Lu family patriarch, Aunt Lin, her sister, brother-in-law, and brother to the hospital.

"Grandpa, don't worry." Lin Lubai saw that his grandfather seemed to have aged decades in an instant.

"Xiaobai, Xiaochen is a good boy." Grandpa choked up.

“Grandpa, he’ll be alright.” Lin Lubai said to his grandfather.

Grandpa patted Lin Lubai's hand, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth at the entrance of the operating room.

Some relatives arrived, and quite a few people came to the entrance of the emergency room.

Everyone was asking about Lu Sichen's condition, and no one could believe that he was so young and had brain cancer.

Two hours passed, and there was still no news from the emergency room.

Doctors were coming and going along the way. When Mrs. Lin saw someone going in and out, she quickly grabbed the doctor and asked, "Doctor, how is my son?"

No one gave a definitive answer; all that was said was that the patient was in critical condition due to brainstem hemorrhage.

Alternatively, you can ask the family to wait patiently.

Watching the doctors coming and going, everyone's hearts were pounding with anxiety.

Grandpa had been sitting for more than two hours and couldn't take it anymore, so Lin Lubai helped him to the empty bed next door to rest.

Only half an hour had passed when Grandpa couldn't stay in bed any longer and got up again to wait at the door of the emergency room.

Lin Lubai could only help him up and sit with him at the entrance of the operating room.

The sky began to darken, like a sign of an approaching storm.

"It's going to rain." Xiao Qing looked at the gray sky outside.

"Everything will be alright, everything will be alright," Xiang Yi kept repeating this as she lay in her hospital bed.

Having been out of the delivery room for so long, Xiang Yi couldn't sleep. The physical pain was unbearable, but it was nothing compared to the pain in her heart.

She couldn't sleep, and she didn't dare to sleep, because she needed to know that Lu Sichen was alright.

Xiao Qing held hands tightly; they were all worried about Lu Sichen.

“It’ll be alright. You promised to name my child,” Xiang Yi said, looking at the sky.

Another doctor rushed out of the operating room.

"Who is the patient's family member? Sign an informed consent form." Three similar critical condition notices were issued in succession.

When the third critical condition notice was issued, Aunt Lin couldn't bear it and fainted.

Grandpa was a man who had seen a lot in life. Although he was sad, he was able to bear it and grit his teeth tightly.

"Doctor, how is my grandson?" the grandfather asked the doctor while signing the papers.

"The situation is not optimistic. You need to be prepared. His cancer is in his brain, and the reason he fainted this time is also in his brainstem. The bleeding is also in his brainstem." The doctor told everyone to be mentally prepared.

"Doctor, you must save my son. He's still young and hasn't gotten married or had children yet," Aunt Lin pleaded.

"We will do our best. Please let us know if any of your relatives are not present." The doctor seemed to be gritting his teeth as he said this.

"Secretary Zhang, hurry, go and bring Chengmin out," Aunt Lin said.

"The former CEO had already instructed me to handle this when I arrived. My lawyer just told me that he has already brought people out and they should arrive soon," Attorney Zhang said.

Upon hearing this, the grandfather slumped onto the sofa, his words implying that the child's chances were slim.

When Lu Chengmin arrived, he looked completely bewildered: "What happened? Did Xiao Chen get into a car accident?"

"Brain cancer." That was all the grandfather said to him, and he didn't say anything more.

"What? How is this possible? You must be joking." Lu Chengmin couldn't believe it.

However, no one spoke again, and no one answered him.

Aunt Lin walked over and punched Lu Chengmin in the chest: "It's all your fault. You forced him to do this and that since he was little, making him so sensible and outstanding."

Lu Chengmin stood there motionless, and the two policemen next to him pulled Aunt Lin away when they saw the situation.

The long wait is torture, but it is also where hope lies.

However, an hour later, all the doctors came out of the operating room.

"I'm sorry, we did our best. Family members, please go in and say goodbye." The doctor walked to the door and bowed to the family members.

"No, no way..." Aunt Lin's cries echoed throughout the hospital, "How could my son abandon me?"

"My son is not married yet, and he has not yet taken care of me in my old age."

Aunt Lin shook her head and fainted again, but luckily her younger aunt caught her.

"Xiao Chen..." Grandpa stood up, said only one sentence, and then stood still in place.

With tears streaming down his face, the once-powerful CEO cried like a child.

Lu Chengmin squatted on the floor and cried loudly: "It's all my fault. I only cared about making him an excellent son, but I never cared about him. I didn't even know he was sick."

“Yes, we didn’t even know he was sick,” Grandpa murmured. “I always thought I cared about Xiao Chen a lot, but I didn’t even know my own grandson had such an illness.”

"Grandpa, don't be sad. Xiao Chen probably didn't tell you because he didn't want you to be upset," Lin Lubai comforted him, tears welling in his eyes.

He had faced many life-or-death situations, but this was the first time he had faced the life or death of a loved one, except for his mother.

There were a dozen or so people standing outside the operating room. At that moment, all they could say was, "Please accept my condolences."

No one would believe it, and no one would dare to believe it, that this lively and adorable young man from just a few days ago had left us.

"Please accept my condolences." These three cold words were devoid of any warmth.

For a moment, the room outside the operating room was filled with sorrow.

"Xiaobai, help me go see Xiaochen, I want to see him," Grandpa said with tears in his eyes.

"Grandpa," Lin Lubai said, his face full of worry.

"I'm fine." Grandpa walked firmly toward the operating room.

Lin Lubai helped his grandfather into the operating room, and the others followed.

Lu Sichen lay quietly on the operating table with his eyes closed, a white sheet covering his thin body.

Grandpa held his hand and said, "Child, I'm so sorry. I didn't even realize you'd gotten so thin."

Grandpa choked up again, wiping his eyes: "Take good care of yourself down there. Grandpa will come to join you soon. Eat well and get chubby."

After saying that, Mr. Lin walked out of the operating room.

"Yi Yi, Lu Sichen is gone," Xiao Qing told Xiang Yi Yi, crying.

Two lines of tears streamed down Xiang Yiyi's face: "Perhaps, it's a relief for him too."

Although he didn't say it,

Suddenly it got dark outside the window, just like night, and then a torrential downpour began.

The raindrops pounded against the window, as if they were crying and shouting.

This is God weeping, taking away His most beloved child.

Lu Sichen, if there is an afterlife, don't want to meet me.