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Before leaving, I said to my dad, "Dad, have you heard the saying? 'Above our heads, three feet have deities; retribution is certain, and the time has not yet come. When the time comes, everything will be repaid!'"
My dad scoffed, "I’m not afraid of that."
I smiled slightly, "Well, that's good."
As soon as I reached the hospital entrance, I heard a thunderous cough from my dad. It sounded as if he was trying to cough out his very insides.
I turned back to see doctors and nurses surrounding him; his face was pale and purple, gasping for breath.
I sneered.
This was retribution!
After stomach cancer surgery, fasting and abstaining from water are basic rules. But my grandmother didn’t understand that. She believed that ignoring the doctors was justified. Little did she know that post-operative diet is also crucial. Indulging in food could cost one’s life.
My dad was resuscitated for an entire afternoon but ultimately passed away. The doctor issued a death certificate.
My grandmother collapsed on the floor.
I looked at her and said, "If I had known this would happen, why did you act as you did? You’ve harmed so many people, and now you’re facing retribution. My dad is gone; you’re next!"
My grandmother's face turned ashen.
A month later, Cui Jian returned with his girlfriend Yuhui to mourn. This time, I represented my mom to discuss the ownership of the house with Cui Jian. When we entered the house, Yuhui was resting.
Grandma wanted to wake Yuhui, but Cui Jian stopped her. "She worked the night shift and needs her rest. Grandma, if you need something, just tell me."
Grandma pouted, wanting to say something but ultimately kept quiet. However, after a while, she knocked on the door or made some noise.
After several attempts, Yuhui finally exploded. She flung open the door, snatched the mop from Grandma's hands, and tossed it aside.
Pointing at Grandma's nose, she shouted, "You old hag, what are you doing? You lost your son and now want everyone else to join him in the grave?"
"Do you even know that people who work night shifts need more sleep? You're making such a racket all day long; how can anyone live like this?"
"Someone like you should just jump off a building; you're wasting resources by being alive!"
Yuhui unleashed her fury, leaving Grandma speechless.
Once Yuhui had calmed down and tidied up, Cui Jian cautiously asked, "Xiao Hui, should we go?"
Yuhui shot him a glare. "You choose. Her or me?"
Cui Jian hesitated for a moment before turning to Grandma. "Sorry, Grandma. Take care of yourself."
With that, he grabbed Yuhui's hand and left without looking back.
I glanced at Grandma, who was left dumbfounded, and couldn't help but laugh.
Karma had come around; this time it was her turn!
It took Grandma a while to recover. She mumbled to herself, not making much sense.
I leaned in closer and heard her say, "Medicine, I need medicine."
I feigned innocence and asked, "Grandma, what medicine do you need? Is it for treating a stroke? Don't worry; I'll get it for you right away."
Grandma nodded eagerly. "Yes, yes! That's the medicine I need. Hurry up and bring it to me."
I turned around and grabbed a bottle of water to give her.
Grandma struggled to say, "I... need... to... go... to... the... hospital..."
I patted her shoulder gently. "Grandma, don't worry. Water is the best medicine. When I was sick as a child, I got through it by drinking water and eating dry food. Look at me now, I'm so strong!"
Grandma opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she missed the best moment to speak and could no longer utter a word.
Half an hour later, she began to convulse and collapsed onto the bed. I called for an ambulance and took her to the hospital. Stroke-induced paralysis meant that she would spend the rest of her life either in bed or in a wheelchair.
I admitted her to a nursing home and hired caregivers for the shared ward. She lay in bed, staring at the unfamiliar surroundings with a blank expression.
Before long, the caregiver wheeled her into the public ward. The public ward was filled with many patients lying on large beds, bare-chested and swaying back and forth. Grandma struggled to cover her body, but with half of her body paralyzed, her only movable arm was utterly powerless.
One patient reached into her clothing. She let out a scream. The caregiver glanced over but turned away; they had seen this too many times before.
Desperate and without help, Grandma used her only functioning hand to fumble for her phone. When I received her call, she was trembling as she held the phone and pressed the buttons. The moment we connected, it was as if she had seen a savior.
"Xiao Ran... please come get me..." she cried.
I smiled softly. "Grandma, didn't you say I should make more friends? Don't worry, this time I've picked a handsome boyfriend for you. Once you two get married, I'll definitely give you a big red envelope!"
Grandma started to cry, "I... don't... want... a boyfriend... I want to go home..."
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