Rose adjusted her emotions, left the doctor's office, and walked to the rest area not far away.
When Wilfred saw Rose coming, he asked, "How is it? There should be nothing wrong with me, right?
Can we go home now? I can have a nice drink with Bright tonight."
Hearing her grandfather's light tone, Rose was sad inside, "Grandpa, the doctor hasn't found out
exactly what's wrong with you. We can't go home yet and have to stay in the hospital for observation."
"We can't go home? I need to be hospitalized?" The smile on Wilfred's face was gone. His face sank,
"Must I be hospitalized and lie on the bed all day? Rose, even if I am not sick, I will feel unwell if I
always lie on the bed."
"Grandpa, we should listen to the doctor and wait for the results. As long as we get it, we can be
released." Rose knew that Wilfred was used to working for many years. So, it was really difficult for him
to lie still and not move all the time.
"How long will it take?" Wilfred asked.
"It shouldn't take long. I'll push the doctor. Grandpa, don't worry." Rose was also not sure. But what she
had to do now was to persuade Wilfred first, "Grandpa, Grandma is gone. You are the only relative I
have now."
Rose reached out to take Wilfred's arm and then gently rested her head on his shoulder. She was as
intimate as when she was a child.
"Grandpa, how can I answer to Grandma if I don't take good care of you? Please listen to the doctor.
Grandma would also want you to listen to the doctor if she was there. I will be with you."
Wilfred looked sideways at Rose, who was leaning on his shoulder, and reached out to pat her head,
"Okay, you win."
Hearing this, Rose smiled, while her eyes were full of sadness.
"I'll go do the hospitalization procedures then." Rose took a deep breath, then got up with a smile, "Wait
for me here."
"OK." Wilfred smiled and nodded.
Rose felt that she could not hold back her tears in front of Wilfred anymore. So, she hurried to step
away. When she reached the corner, she could no longer hold back her tears.
Fearing she would make a sound, Rose reached out to cover her mouth and turned away.
The next second, Rose felt someone hug her from behind and smelled the familiar smell.
"What happened?" the gentle and melodious voice hit her soft heart.
Rose turned around and threw herself into his arms, crying even heavily.
Bright didn't say anything and just let her vent her emotions. When Rose calmed down, he asked,
"What's wrong with Grandpa?"
"Dr. Gray said it's a brain tumor..." she repeated what Dr. Gray said to her and then looked up from his
arms, her eyes watery and charming, "Why are you here?"
"I came after a meeting. There was nothing important to deal with anyway." Bright said lightly, "I knew
you would cry. What if Grandpa saw you like this?"
"I didn't cry in front of him." Rose bit her lip.
"But your eyes are red." Bright raised his hand and touched her eyes, "It is not the time to cry now. I will
find a way. If it can't be cured at home, we'll go abroad to find a better brain doctor. Trust me and leave
it to me."
Rose had an innate trust in Bright. As long as he had promised something, he would do it.
She believed Bright could do it and good people like Grandpa would be rewarded.
"I'll go for the admission procedure. You stay with Grandpa." Bright took the admission slip from her
hand.
Rose took two breaths and nodded.
Bright was very efficient. After all, he was a big man with a high social status and did everything easily.
Wilfred was admitted to a VIP room, so that he would not be disturbed and could recuperate at ease.
Rose wanted to stay with Wilfred personally. Bright had no objection and was just afraid she would be
too tired.
Wilfred didn't agree with her being here all the time. He thought he was a man after all. So, after
discussion, Rose came to stay with him during the day and asked a nurse to look after him at night.
On the second day of Wilfred's hospitalization, Rose brought chicken porridge early in the morning, as
well as some dishes. Wilfred like them.
In the morning, Wilfred had a drip and Rose was with him.
Then, Rose got a call from Matthew, "I know you're back. Do you feel better after travelling?"
"Mr. Matthew, thanks for your concern." Rose was a bit surprised when she received a phone call from
Matthew, "What can I do for you?"
"Rose, you still have your position in the company. The company also needs you. The project of Beach
Hotel can't do without you. I hope you can come back and continue to work with us." Matthew invited
sincerely.
Rose looked down and was silent for a moment.
"Is there any difficulty? Mr. Bright will not restrain your freedom of work, right?" Matthew joked.
"Mr. Matthew, thank you for the sincere invitation. But I'm sorry I can't come back. Please don't wait for
me." Rose didn't want to occupy that position.
"Did something happen?" Matthew was keen, "Rose, although we are colleagues, I already consider
you as a friend privately. You can talk to me if something happened."
Rose hesitated for a moment, but finally said the reason, "My grandfather is sick and needs to be taken
care of. I want to spend more time with him."
"Okay, I understand. I hope your grandfather will be lucky and recover soon." Matthew said a few more
words and then hung up.
In the afternoon, Matthew came to the hospital to visit Wilfred after work, carrying nutritious food, fruits,
and flowers.
"Why are you here?" Rose saw this and got up to greet him.
"I stop by to visit Mr. Wilfred." Matthew put down the fruit.
"What about Wyatt? Didn't you pick him up?" Rose knew Matthew always picked up Wyatt as soon as
he got off work. But today, he came here alone.
"My mom came to my place. She went to pick up Wyatt." Matthew smiled.
"You can relax a bit after your mom came here to help you." Rose put the flowers in the vase.
Matthew did not answer and just smiled bitterly a little.
Rose did not ask more questions, but introduced to Wilfred, "Grandpa, this is Matthew, my former boss
and friend."
"Mr. Wilfred, how are you?" Matthew said.
"Hi Mr. Matthew, thank you for taking care of Rose."
"We are colleagues. Don't mention it."
After chatting for a while, Rose saw that it was getting late and said, "Let's go. I'll treat you to dinner."
Matthew hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
They said goodbye to Wilfred and went to a restaurant. They had just ordered food and were chatting
when a woman suddenly appeared and splashed a glass of lemonade on Rose's face.
"Matthew, who is this woman?"
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