Page 984 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

"It’s all my fault... I knew clearly that Grandpa is getting old, yet I still went and pissed him off... caused him to have a heart attack. Damn it... I’m such a fucking disgrace."

Ever since Qin Mu and Grandpa Qin had a falling out on the 28th of the lunar month, he had planned to reconcile on New Year’s Eve during the family reunion.

But he hadn’t expected that as soon as he came home and barely had a few bites of food, Grandpa Qin started talking about marriage again...

Out of impatience, Qin Mu spoke harshly and upset him once more. This time... Grandpa clutched his chest and collapsed on the spot...

Jian Ran nervously clasped her small hands together, apologetically speaking to the Qin Family, "I’m sorry.

.. Actually, when I was staying at the Qin household before, Grandpa had already had a heart attack once.

.. That time, after taking quick-relief pills, he managed to recover.

He made me promise not to tell you about it. "

Qin Mu: "..."

It happened before...?

Jian Ran had only visited the Qin household a few times. Normally, whenever Jian Ran was there, Qin Mu would always be around.

Qin Mu’s beautiful eyes froze... and then in a hoarse voice, he asked, "Was it the last time Grandpa asked me to get married quickly, and I defied him?"

"Mm..."

Upon hearing her response, Qin Mu swung his fist fiercely at the wall beside him.

"Shit, I’m such a fucking failure..."

Jian Ran watched Qin Mu’s outburst and quickly raised her hand to grasp Qin Mu’s large hand.

"Qin San, calm down... Now isn’t the time to figure out who’s right or wrong; we just need to wait for the results."

Qin Mu: "..."

After punching the wall, Qin Mu’s knuckles had turned red. Jian Ran worried that he might keep hurting himself and tightly held onto his hand.

"Qin San... you know well that Grandpa loves you the most. If you get hurt in the middle of New Year’s celebrations, when Grandpa wakes up, he’ll be upset again, and his heart won’t be able to take it."

"Mm."

Under Jian Ran’s soothing words, Qin Mu’s emotions stabilized somewhat, but he still slumped to the ground in despair, his dark eyes tinged with redness.

Jian Ran knew... Qin Mu appeared to be indifferent to everything, but in reality... he remembers every detail deeply.

This Grandpa Qin—although he often argues and resists—Qin Mu obeys him the most in the Qin Family, more than Qin Dad or Qin Mom.

Now that something has happened to Grandpa Qin... the impact on Qin Mu must be immense.

...

Considering Jian Ran’s pregnancy, Qin Mom quickly stepped forward to help Jian Ran sit down in a nearby chair, her voice trembling, "Mrs. Gu... please don’t exhaust yourself."

"It’s fine..."

Jian Ran curled her lips faintly, her gaze falling toward the direction of the emergency room, her expression equally heavy.

...

From 9 PM to 1 AM, the surgery lasted for hours.

As Grandpa Qin was wheeled out of the operating room, everyone’s heart was filled with tension.

Qin Mu didn’t waste a moment to follow Grandpa to the ward but immediately questioned the emergency doctor about his condition.

"How is my Grandpa doing?"

"Young Master Qin... the elder’s age has caused several of his blood vessels to become clogged... As of now, one of the three major arteries supplying blood to the heart is ruptured."

Qin Mu: "..."

Ruptured?

Qin Mu’s expression shifted.

"Does it pose a life-threatening risk?"

"For now, there’s no immediate threat. The heart is being supplied blood by the other two arteries... But given his age, he cannot endure any stress."

Qin Mu: "..."

Qin Mu pressed his lips together and clenched his fist tightly, "Is there anything else to take note of?"

"Yes, maintaining good emotional balance and recuperating are essential."

"Mm..."

Qin Mu’s expression grew grim. Soon after, Qin Dad and Qin Mom approached. Although Qin Dad was also angered by Qin San’s reckless behavior, the youngest child was still the one he doted on most dearly.

He couldn’t bring himself to say anything harsh.

"Go to the ward and check on Grandpa... Your mother and I will handle things here."

"Alright."

...

When Qin Mu arrived at the ward, Grandpa Qin was lying quietly on the hospital bed, his face pale.

Normally... Grandpa was strong and commanding.

He had never looked so frail...

In Qin Mu’s mind, Grandpa had always been like a mountain, timeless and unyielding.

Only now did he realize... Grandpa had grown old, his temples speckled with white.

Qin Mu forced a faint smile, "Grandpa... you’re finally quiet now... Well, don’t worry, I’ll keep watch tonight so that when you wake up first thing tomorrow, you’ll be greeted by me... And, of course, you’ll get to yell at me bright and early."

As he spoke with an air of nonchalance, Qin Mu attentively tucked the blanket around Grandpa Qin.

Jian Ran watched Qin Mu’s demeanor and pursed her lips. Everyone... has their own way of expressing emotions.

Qin Mu... he truly respects and loves Grandpa Qin deeply.

It’s just that he’s used to acting nonchalant on the surface... never showing it.

Qin Mu’s older brothers observed his behavior and understood something in their hearts...

Their younger brother... still has room to grow.

Because it was the New Year, the hospital didn’t need so many people around. After returning to the ward, Qin Dad and Qin Mom allowed Boss and Second Brother’s families to leave.

Given Jian Ran’s pregnancy, Qin Dad and Qin Mom persuaded her to rest as well.

Qin Mu didn’t want his elderly parents to tire themselves out either. He volunteered to stay and take care of Grandpa, asking them to visit tomorrow instead.

Seeing how insistent Qin Mu was, Qin Dad and Qin Mom agreed.

...

Once everyone left, Qin Mu quietly sat beside Grandpa Qin’s bed, staring at his frail figure, his thin lips pressed tight, his expression somber.

Even as he slept, Grandpa muttered softly in his dreams.

"Brat... truly good-for-nothing..."

"San’er... if you don’t settle down and start a family... I won’t be at peace..."

Qin Mu heard Grandpa’s murmurs. His dark eyes grew even redder. He reached out and tucked the blanket over Grandpa again, speaking hoarsely.

"Grandpa... you’re giving me a slap and then a sweet date, huh? Isn’t it just marrying a woman? First thing tomorrow morning, when you wake up... I’ll marry. If you want grandkids, I’ll have them... As long as your health improves."

That’s all that matters...