sjar Chapter 352 Father and son meet
Chapter 352 Father and son meet
Switzerland.
Under the guidance of the intermediary staff, Chu Jinhuai pressed his red thumbprint on each piece of paper.
“Mr. Chu, all the procedures have been completed. I will bring your ashes back to China as agreed and bury them in grave number 901 in Xingshan.”
The agency staff confirmed the information with him again.
Chu Jinhuai smiled with relief. "Yes."
"Okay, please take a rest. If you need anything, just press the button on your wrist. I'm always here for you."
The agent's job involves dealing with people seeking euthanasia, and he's used to seeing people so calm in the face of death.
If one hasn't let go of everything, who would arrange the time and manner of their own death?
After the real estate agent left, Chu Jinhuai looked at the view outside the floor-to-ceiling window, his heart completely unmoved.
Let this be it for this lifetime.
At the end of his life, looking back on his life, it was ordinary and uneventful, yet he had used up all his strength.
He admitted that he was a mediocre person with limited abilities.
He married the woman he loved, but failed to protect her.
He had his suspicions about his wife's cause of death, but he had no evidence.
What can he do?
A wrong decision led to a rift between father and son...
As Chu Jinhuai pondered, he grew somewhat tired again.
He leaned his head against the wheelchair and quietly fell asleep.
As soon as Hua Lan and Chu Xiao got off the plane, with the help of the translator, they found Chu Jinhuai's location.
It must be said that An Xiaoyue's arrangements were very thoughtful.
Through the translator, the two gained a deeper understanding of euthanasia.
They knew how Chu Jinhuai came to Switzerland.
Chu Xiao was always a man who remained calm in the face of both honor and disgrace. When he learned that Chu Jinhuai had found an intermediary and was personally arranging his funeral, he showed no sadness or heartache.
He listened indifferently, as if the matter at hand had nothing to do with him.
The orchid is different.
She imagined a living person suffering from cancer making a will and arranging their own death.
Her chest felt like it was being tightly bound with strips of cloth; it was not only painful, but she also had difficulty breathing.
"Are you Chu Jinhuai's family members?" The agent looked at the people in front of him to confirm their identities.
“Yes, he is Chu Jinhuai’s son.” Hua Lan knew that Chu Xiao wouldn’t speak, so in order to find out about Uncle Chu’s situation as soon as possible, she took the initiative and emphasized, “His own son.”
The intermediary glanced at Chu Xiao; he was his own son.
Chu Jinhuai was in charge of all the procedures, and he was very clear about the family situation of his clients.
Knowing that the client has relatives, but the client does not want his relatives to know about his decision.
To this end, relevant personnel were notarized, and the client also signed many disclaimers and documents.
Seeing the client's family members, he knew what was going on. "Chu Xiao, right?"
Hua Lan nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, how is Uncle Chu now?"
Hua Lan took Chu Xiao's driver's license out of her bag; she had taken it from the car's file box.
The agent confirmed their identities before speaking, "Let me show you around."
He works in a profession related to life and has a deep reverence for life.
Regardless of the client's final choice, he always maintains a sincere commitment to service.
He led the two men to the door of Chu Jinhuai's room and gave them some instructions.
"Mr. Chu has had a long journey and received a painkiller and sleep aid an hour ago. He is probably resting now, so please be quiet and don't wake him."
"Understood," Hua Lan replied immediately in a low voice, "Thank you."
The agent nodded. "It's my duty, no need to thank me."
He swiped the door open and left.
Hua Lan and Chu Xiao moved quietly as they went inside.
The windows were bright and clean, and sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The room was furnished like a hotel room, and a frail figure sat in a wheelchair.
His head, which was completely bald, leaned against a cushion.
A thin neck, withered hands, a small and thin body—he was completely different from the Uncle Chu I remembered.
Hua Lan's tears welled up instantly.
She immediately covered her mouth to keep quiet so as not to disturb Uncle Chu's rest.
It hasn't been that long, and Uncle Chu has become like this.
She regrets so much.
I regret not understanding what Xiaoyue said.
She regretted not taking Chu Xiao to see Uncle Chu sooner.
Chu Xiao was stunned when he saw Chu Jinhuai's back.
Chu Jinhuai is so seriously ill.
No wonder Aunt Wei and the Sheng couple wanted him to meet Chu Jinhuai.
Seeing Hua Lan struggling to suppress her sobs, he pulled her into his arms and held her head in his large hands.
Hua Lan cried, and he wasn't much better off.
For the first time, he realized that he had indeed gone too far with Chu Jinhuai.
It felt as if a heavy hammer had struck his heart, causing him to feel dizzy with pain.
He held Hua Lan in his arms, and the two stood silently behind Chu Jinhuai.
Perhaps due to the effects of the medication, Chu Jinhuai remained unconscious.
After Hua Lan composed herself, Chu Xiao knelt down in front of Chu Jinhuai.
If seeing Chu Jinhuai's back view is heartbreaking...
So, Chu Jinhuai's face is frightening and awe-inspiring.
Her face was pointed and deathly pale.
There was a dark bluish-black patch under his sunken eye sockets, his lips were blackened, and the skin around his Adam's apple was covered with white gauze.
You could faintly smell a strong medicinal and putrid odor emanating from him.
Looking at the man trapped in the wheelchair, Chu Xiao found it hard to believe that he was once a 1.75-meter-tall man.
Chu Jinhuai, who was so thin that he was just skin and bones, sat in a wheelchair with paper, handkerchiefs and other items beside him, and there was still plenty of space.
The trouser legs peeking out from under the blanket also felt empty.
It is evident how much damage cancer cells caused to Chu Jinhuai's body.
Chu Xiao reached out his hand, and the chill he felt made him shudder.
For a moment, he even thought that Chu Jinhuai was dead.
A flicker of panic crossed his eyes, and his gaze involuntarily drifted toward Chu Jinhuai's chest.
His chest was rising and falling; Chu Jinhuai was still breathing.
Chu Xiao's heart, which had been in his throat, slowly calmed down.
It was only after Chu Jinhuai fell asleep under the influence of the medication that Chu Xiao had the opportunity to hold Chu Jinhuai's hand and take a good look at the man who had given him life.
Hua Lan witnessed all of Chu Xiao's actions.
Thankfully, she insisted on coming.
Fortunately, Chu Xiao came along.
Time passed slowly, and before he knew it, Chu Jinhuai slowly opened his eyes.
The person who came into view was his son, whom he felt guilty about.
Chu Jinhuai couldn't help but laugh, revealing a set of withered and dull teeth, the smell of decay growing stronger.
The person squatting in front of him showed no sign of disgust.
Chu Jinhuai became even more convinced that he was dreaming.
"Heaven has been kind to me. Before I left, it gave me such a big surprise, allowing me to see my Xiao'er in my dream."
"Xiao'er, Dad knows you hate Dad. If I can see you in my dreams and hold your hand, Dad will be content."
"Babies who were only 50 centimeters tall at birth are now tall and 1.8 meters."
"Dad didn't leave you a will because he knows you're annoyed with me, don't like me, and probably won't read it anyway. That's fine, it saves Dad the effort of writing."
"With the sterilization certificate, the doctor's signature, and the hospital's stamp, all the documents can be found. In the end, we can stand together to protect our Chu family's business. It can be considered as fighting side by side. Your mother won't blame us for not getting along well."
Chu Jinhuai would say a sentence, then pause for a while, speaking many words intermittently.
When he mentioned his mother, Chu Xiao's eyes reddened and tears streamed down his face.
"Haha~" Chu Jinhuai chuckled softly, "It really is true that what you think about during the day, you dream about at night."
Xiao'er actually cried in front of him, and listened patiently to everything he said.
This is something his Xiao'er simply cannot do.
If it's not a dream, then what is it?