"I want to be discharged, they're all stopping me, they want me to die here. Xiaoqing, I want to go home, the smell of death here makes me feel uneasy, am I really going to die? Don't hide it from me, even if I'm dying, I want to die at home, I can't even go back home in the end."
Li Zhaodi cried, holding onto Gu Xiaoqing tightly, as if holding onto hope.
Gu Xiaoqing took a towel and wiped Li Zhaodi's tears, patiently saying, "Grandma, that's just in your mind. You're too old for this, crying like a child, aren't you afraid Grandpa will laugh at you?"
As soon as Li Zhaodi heard this, she glared at Li Qinghai and said defiantly, "Would he dare?"
Li Qinghai put on a smiling face, "How would I dare?"
"I just want to go home, I also want to go home."
Li Zhaodi was still stubbornly refusing to relent.
Gu Xiaoqing held Li Zhaodi's hand and said, "Grandma, you want to go home, fine. We'll discharge immediately."
Li Zhaodi immediately stopped crying and broke into a smile.
