Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 447: Asking for Grandpa’s Help

Chapter 447: Chapter 447: Asking for Grandpa’s Help

But this movement caused pain in Xia Ning’s chest wound, making her continuously grunt in pain, until she finally sat back down with He Xing’s help.

Having finally finished feeding her a bowl of congee, He Xing put the bowl and spoon back on the coffee table and said indifferently, "I’m going to my grandfather now. The caregiver will be back soon, if something comes up, give me a call."

This time, Xia Ning did not cling to He Xing and, behaving sensibly, she nodded in agreement and actively said goodbye to him.

He Xing stood in the corridor outside the ward and took a deep breath. After a few seconds, he finally felt his breathing ease; Xia Ning’s perfume was too intense, and he nearly felt suffocated.

By the time he arrived at Old Master He’s ward, the old man had already finished his meal and the doctor was conducting the final check. If everything went well with this check, they would be able to discharge him from the hospital.

He Xing obediently stood by and watched. When he heard the doctor confirm that the discharge could proceed as planned, he breathed a sigh of relief. Aside from the video call with Fu Han the night before, this was the most relieving news he had received recently.

After the doctor left, Old Zhou began packing things up cheerfully, first finding a set of clothes for Old Master He and bringing them over, "Old Master, once you change into these clothes, we can leave the hospital."

He Xing cleared his throat on one side, hesitating, unsure how to start the conversation.

Old Master He frowned and asked in displeasure, "What is it? Something on your mind?"

Before He Xing could speak, Old Zhou had already caught on and said, "Old Master, Young Master, you chat, I’ll go take care of the discharge procedures for Old Master."

For a while, only Old Master He and He Xing, grandfather and grandson, were left in the ward. They looked at each other, neither speaking a word.

The sun was already high in the sky, shining through the window. The room was warm with the air conditioning on; despite only wearing a suit, He Xing still felt hot and irritably loosened his tie.

Old Master He glared at He Xing with annoyance and said, "Just speak up; what do you need me for?"

A hint of blush appeared on He Xing’s face, and he coughed unnaturally, saying, "Well... I didn’t go to M Country as planned, and Fu Han is not pleased... she wants to break up with me. I contacted her yesterday, I said... I said I didn’t go to M Country because you... you were in the hospital. She mentioned wanting a video call with you this morning, would that be okay?"

"Of course, it’s okay." Old Master He glared at He Xing again, his wrinkled face showing unmistakable disdain, "I have been too occupied to pay attention to Fu Han recently. I’ve missed her. Start the video call; I have things to say to her."

Although the answer was expected, He Xing was overjoyed. As he took out his phone, he said, "Grandfather, I didn’t want Fu Han to worry, so I didn’t tell her about your kidnapping. Please be careful not to slip up during the call."

"I know," Old Master He glared at He Xing, speaking with disdain, "I have eaten more salt than you have rice. Do you really need to teach me how to handle things?"

If it were up to the He Xing of the past, he might have disrespectfully retorted that it was because Old Master He had overindulged in salt. But now, being in need, he had no choice but to endure the disdain.

He Xing thought for a moment and, still feeling uneasy, spoke up again, "Grandfather, Fu Han doesn’t like Xia Ning. Please don’t mention Xia Ning being in the hospital; if you do, I’m afraid she might stop talking to me."

"I know," Old Master He said impatiently; "Don’t I know about the issues between you two? Rest assured, I don’t like Xia Ning either. Even if you ask me, I have no interest in mentioning her."

With his heart finally at ease, He Xing realized it was the middle of the night in M Country and wasn’t sure if Fu Han was asleep. His only option was to send her a message asking if she was still awake.

To his surprise, less than two minutes after sending the message, Fu Han’s video call came through. His heart began beating rapidly with excitement as he hurriedly answered, "Xiaohan, you haven’t slept? That’s really great."

Fu Han, apparently not expecting such an ardent reaction from He Xing, coughed awkwardly, "I... I set an alarm and probably woke up on time."

Immediately feeling sorry for her, He Xing urgently said, "Why be so silly? It’s okay if you were asleep; we could have done a video call another time."

Before he could finish, Old Master He, feeling neglected, coughed dryly, "Have you two forgotten about me?"

Fu Han, who was about to say something, brightened up and sweetly greeted, "Grandfather, I’ve missed you so much; I want to see you."

A feeling akin to having eaten a lemon surfaced in He Xing’s heart, as if Fu Han had never said "I’ve missed you" to him. Alright, he was jealous, even though the other person was his own grandfather.

Fu Han and Old Master He were closer than actual grandparents and granddaughter, and they always had endless topics to talk about.

She repeatedly confirmed Old Master He’s well-being, and only after being assured that he was out of harm’s way did she finally breathe a sigh of relief. Then she asked Old Master He when he would be discharged from the hospital.

Upon hearing this question, He Xing felt his heart rate involuntarily accelerate, fearing Old Master He might accidentally reveal too much.

As it turned out, his concerns were unnecessary. Old Master He, having been a formidable figure in the business world for all his life, was more than capable of handling a young lady like Fu Han.

Old Master He, his face full of satisfaction, reassured Fu Han, "Xiaohan, I know you are concerned about your grandfather. Don’t worry; my health is fine. It’s just that the doctor said I’m getting old, and even minor issues take a while to heal. If it weren’t for my illness, He Xing could have spent Christmas with you in M Country. You’re not angry at your grandfather, are you?"

His words were seamless, with Old Master He taking all the responsibility upon himself and even apologizing on behalf of He Xing.

Listening on the side, He Xing felt a rush of gratitude, wishing he could express his thanks to Old Master He right then and there.

Fu Han, however, felt quite differently from He Xing. It was impossible for her to have completely forgiven He Xing, with the photo of him feeding Xia Ning still saved on her phone.

But now, with Old Master He unwell, it wouldn’t be right to dredge up past grievances in front of him.

Under Old Master He’s benevolent and expectant gaze, Fu Han, her face blushing, said with forced bravery, "Grandfather, please don’t say that. How could this be your fault? It’s you who have suffered."

Old Master He nodded with satisfaction, "Xiaohan, you are such a sensible girl. That rascal He Xing blames me every day for preventing him from seeing you, making this old man feel terrible."

Upon hearing these words, He Xing inwardly expressed concern, fearing that saying too much could lead to mistakes. Indeed, Fu Han’s expression in the video changed, shifting from an indulgent smile to a look of confusion and suspicion.