Chapter 598 Sitting and dying
Can Sun Jikai accept that Sun Guanyun wants to give up treatment?
The answer is of course no.
These days, although Sun Jikai couldn't bear to see his grandfather, who was once healthy and existed like a great man in his heart, lying weakly in the ICU with tubes inserted into his body, at least Sun Guanyun was still alive.
Even if it means living a qualityless and painful life, at least it is alive.
Sun Jikai wanted to rush into the ward and yell at Sun Guanyun to ask him what he couldn't think about, what went wrong, and why he gave up treatment while he was still alive, but he couldn't.
He could only keep calling, his parents, his second uncle and his aunt, his cousin, and Sun Guanyun's assistant, asking them to rush to the hospital to persuade Sun Guanyun.
Except for Sun Zhengqing (cousin) who did not receive the call, everyone said they would rush to the hospital as soon as possible.
But Sun Jikai waited and waited until Sun Guanyun was moved from the ICU to the general ward and only waited for Assistant Wang to come. The other four people who kept saying that they were coming immediately seemed to have their feet chopped off and were still nowhere to be seen.
Sun Guanyun said he should give up treatment. He refused any intubation or a ventilator. He breathed heavily in the ward, coughing and scolding all the people who tried to persuade him in a hoarse and low voice.
He got furious until only Sun Jikai and Assistant Wang were left in the ward.
"Xiao Wang, go get a wheelchair. I want to go to the window and have a look." Sun Guanyun said.
"Okay, Mr. Sun." Assistant Wang went outside to get the wheelchair.
"Grandpa." Sun Jikai was so anxious that he almost shed tears. He didn't want to think about anything but wanted to persuade Sun Guanyun to return to the ICU as soon as possible.
"Where are the others?" Sun Guanyun asked.
Sun Jikai was speechless for a moment, then paused and said: "My parents and second uncle said they would..."
"Yes, I'm going to die. They must be very busy now. How can they have time to see a dead person." Sun Guanyun sneered.
"No, it's them... maybe..." Sun Jikai wanted to defend, but he couldn't think of any other reason to explain why the four people who said they would be there soon had not arrived for more than an hour.
Assistant Wang moved very quickly. Sun Jikai and Sun Guanyun only said a few words before pushing the wheelchair into the ward, followed by two nurses.
The two nurses carefully helped Sun Guanyun into the wheelchair. Sun Guanyun waved to Assistant Wang to signal him to go out first, and then asked Sun Jikai to push him to the window and look up at the dark night sky.
The night view from the window was not good. Most of the sky was blocked by a tall building in front, and the moon and stars could not be seen clearly.
It was pitch black above the building, but the lights were brightly lit below the building. Maybe because it was too late, there were no people on the road, only a few passers-by walking in a hurry.
"Xiao Kai, what's the date today?" Sun Guanyun asked.
"No. 15." Sun Jikai said.
"Then I'll try to live a little longer and die on the 16th, which sounds more auspicious." Sun Guanyun said with a smile.
"Grandpa!"
"Reluctant?" Sun Guanyun looked at Sun Jikai, but Sun Jikai remained silent.
"Actually, I couldn't bear it. I should have died a long time ago. I should have died years ago. At that time, I just couldn't bear it. I thought that I would have to live with you for another New Year, and then I dragged myself to the hospital. The New Year was over. Then I thought about seeing you one more day, and then day after day, until now.”
"Actually, when I was just diagnosed, the doctor told me what the disease would be like in the end. I was thinking that if one day I am so sick that I can't move and can only lie in bed with a tube inserted, I won't be treated."
"At that time, I felt that even if I died, I should die with dignity. If I had to die, I should die at home, sitting down. I couldn't lie on the hospital bed and drag myself half-dead until I couldn't drag it on any longer."
As he spoke, Sun Guanyun sighed, and even his sigh was very heavy.
"The result is still like this. I thought I wasn't afraid of death, but in fact I was terribly afraid." Sun Guanyun raised his head and glanced at the night sky where even the stars could not be seen, and sighed, "How could there be someone who is not afraid of death? Even if he is lying in bed I can’t speak, my mouth is open and the tube is inserted, and all I see when I open and close my eyes every day is the white ceiling and white walls. I also want to live.”
"Xiao Kai, is Jubaolou's business not so good recently?" Sun Guanyun asked.
Sun Jikai hesitated for a while and said: "It's a bit... depressed."
Not only is it not very good, it is simply as bad as it has ever been. Because Sun Guanyun wished the two brothers to fight, the management of the Jubao Building was in disarray, people were divided, and the lobby and kitchen were in a mess. Both the service and the dishes are substandard, new customers keep getting bad reviews and old customers are reluctant to come back, and the turnover is getting lower day by day.
During this time, Sun Jikai was running between hospitals and restaurants, and his hair was falling out in handfuls from worry.
Sun Jikai originally thought that Sun Guanyun would ask this question, and he was mentally making plans to fool him. Unexpectedly, Sun Guanyun stopped mentioning it and began to care about Jiang Weiguo's physical condition.
"It should be pretty good. A few years ago, Jiang Feng posted his grandfather's physical examination report in his circle of friends. I think the final result said everything was normal and there was no problem." Sun Jikai said.
"He is in good health and has no disaster or disease, and his life is good." Sun Guanyun coughed twice, "He was the one I despised the most."
Sun Jikai was stunned.
"I should have told you that Jiang Feng's grandfather is nominally my junior brother." Sun Guanyun said.
"You said that Jiang Feng's grandfather seemed to be his great-grandfather's registered disciple." Sun Jikai nodded.
"Aren't you curious? Your great-grandfather has so many direct disciples, and countless registered disciples. Why haven't I contacted any of the others? I have only been in contact with that old guy Jiang Weiguo for so many years." Sun Guanyun said, not waiting for Sun Jikai to say After reacting, he continued speaking on his own.
"Your great-grandfather is a real master. At that time, there were no eight major cuisines but only four major cuisines. Your great-grandfather is the well-deserved number one in Cantonese cuisine. FJ and the Guangdong and Guangxi areas are prosperous, and Jubaolou customers are coming like clouds. Many chefs dream of worshiping him. into you Your great-grandfather’s disciples are your direct disciples. Only Jiang Weiguo, your great-grandfather refused to accept him as his direct disciple. He said that he already had a master and could not accept other masters. He only agreed to be a registered disciple. "
"But yes, no matter how powerful your great-grandfather is, how can he compare to his biological father? Even if his biological father is dead, it is still a peak that no one can climb. That is Jiang Chengde, the best cook of our generation Who doesn’t know Jiang Chengde?”
"Jiang Chengde?" Sun Jikai was a little confused and whispered the name, feeling that it seemed familiar but had no impression.
"Jiang Weiguo, this old guy, had a weird temper and a stubborn temper when he was young. His talent was about the same as mine, but he was extremely arrogant. He worked as a chef in a state-owned hotel in the countryside, and he was still working all day long to return to Peking one day. The dream he bought from Tai Feng House. What I hated most about him at that time was that he didn’t know his own weight. How could I have thought that his luck would improve when he got older, and Tai Feng House would come to his door. "
"I looked down on him before, but now it's his turn to look down on me. When I was young, I felt suffocated in my heart. I thought about Babao Lixiangge every day and didn't even have time to care about your dad and your second uncle. Wait until I'm going to kill them. I deserve it if you don’t even have time to see me.”
"If I die later, remember to call him first and then call your junior master's uncle Sun Maocai to ask him to come back and help you in Jubao Tower. He will agree." Sun Guanyun said feebly and started to breathe. Becoming a little hasty.
"Give Assistant Wang the contact information and ask him to give it to you. No matter what conditions are offered, as long as you don't give up the Jubao Tower to him, you agree to any conditions and must ask him to come back from Hong Kong City. I have had the Jubao Tower for so many years. , at the beginning, I thought about making persistent efforts to create greater glory, making Jubaolou not only the first restaurant in FJ, but also the first restaurant in the South and the country, but it turned out like this.”
"I can't do it. Your father is also a stupid fool, not to mention your second uncle. I have already made a will, and the restaurant must be left to you. For the sake of fairness, I will give most of the money to you. It’s all for your second uncle. You are a good boy, but it’s a pity that you wasted too much time in the early years. Now you can only rely on Sun Maocai to revive Jubao Tower.”
"I haven't contacted him these years for the sake of face, but he is your great-grandfather's close disciple and your great-grandfather's godson. He grew up in Jubao Tower since he was a child. As long as you sincerely beg him, he will definitely come back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Guanyun began to cough violently, and then began to gasp for air. He was out of breath and had difficulty breathing.
"Grandpa, you go and lie down on the bed. I'll ask the doctor to come over and put you on a ventilator." Sun Jikai said and was about to push the wheelchair towards the bed.
"Don't go!" Sun Guanyun shouted loudly, grabbing Sun Jikai's hand that was about to push the wheelchair and holding it tightly.
"Don't call the doctor. The scenery is so beautiful tonight. It wouldn't be a bad idea to die now. If I want to die, I will die sitting and looking outside." Sun Guanyun said stubbornly.
"You have to die when you deserve to die, and you have to accept your fate when you deserve to die. There is no point in dragging yourself half-dead on the bed."
"What's the difference between living like that and being dead? I can't speak or move. It's better to talk like this and look outside. Look, the lights outside are so beautiful and shining. If you can see the moon That’s it.”
"Then I'll push you to look at the moon below." Sun Jikai could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes.
"No, I guess you won't be able to see it if you push it. What time is it now?" Sun Guanyun asked.
Sun Jikai glanced at his watch and choked up: "11:57."
Sun Guanyun smiled: "Then I will live for a few more minutes and seize the time to say a few more words."
"Xiao Kai, your cousin is a good boy but he is not in good health. Even if your second uncle does something extreme in the future, don't be separated from your cousin. You will always be brothers."
"If your dad asks you what message I left for him, just tell him to brighten his eyes, stop being submissive all day long, and be more like a man."
"Tell your second uncle, if he still has me as his father in his heart, don't do anything that would make me sorry for your father."
"Tell Sun Maocai that I regret it. In fact, it was good to hand over the Jubao Tower to him. He is listed in our Sun family's genealogy and is also a member of our Sun family. Who is not given to him by his own family?"
"I'm just jealous of him and his talent. I'm so jealous that I used that ridiculous game to make use of it."
"Xiao Kai." Sun Guanyun's breathing was louder than his voice, "What time is it."
"It's past zero."
"Don't be like Grandpa and me in the future. When you die, you will find that you have a lot of regrets and there is no time to remedy them. Do what you want to do and live happily."
"It would be better if we could guard the Treasure Building."
"I want to sit and die."
"Grandpa." Sun Jikai could feel tears dripping on the back of his hands, but he couldn't feel the tears sliding down his face.
It was as if his cheeks had lost all feeling and were extremely numb.
The breathing stopped.
At 0:07 on March 16, Sun Guanyun passed away at the age of 75.
Although he still had many regrets, he fulfilled his last wish.
Sitting and dying. (End of chapter)