Waiting at home to die. It was cruel, yet they had no other choice. It wasn't just what they thought; it was what they were doing. Now that Qin Mei had said it out loud, the old woman felt an unbearable tightness in her chest.
The old woman clenched her jaw, staring fixedly at Qin Mei. Her resolve wavered. Even if she knew it was a trap, she was willing to walk right into it. If she didn't, Old Zhang truly had no hope of survival.
"Take him to the hospital," the old woman said with difficulty.
Qin Mei let out a sigh of relief and immediately signaled to Qin Xiang with her eyes.
Qin Xiang understood instantly and stepped forward to lift the man.
"Wait," the old woman stopped them. Qin Mei and Qin Xiang frowned. The old woman spoke, a bit embarrassed. "I... I need to put his pants on first."
Qin Xiang fell silent and looked at Qin Mei.
Qin Mei turned and walked out of the house. The elderly couple were proper people; they cared a great deal about their dignity.
