C136 Old Mr. Tillman Passed Away.

"Lydia?" Old Mr. Tillman looked up at the girl by his feet, his turbid eyes filled with worry. "Your waist is still injured, how can you run around like this?"

"I missed my grandfather." Lydia wrapped her arms around Old Mr. Tillman's neck.

"You..." Old Mr. Tillman was doting and compromising, but when he turned around to look at Reece, his expression darkened. "She's being willful, and you're messing around too? If Lydia's injuries worsen, you can go and get yourself punished!"

"..."

After saying that, the old man looked at her again and quickly pulled her up, "The floor is cold. Don't sit on the floor, come sit beside me."

Lydia's eyes teared up as she stared at the old woman.

Everything had changed in her new life, except for the love that Old Mr. Tillman had for her.

"Lydia?"

Perhaps it was because she had been absent-minded for too long, but Old Mr. Tillman called her name again.

Lydia suddenly came back to her senses and sat beside Old Mr. Tillman.

The two of them chatted for a long time, and only when Lydia was around would Old Mr. Tillman reveal a bright smile.

The longer they chatted, the more tired they became. Lydia could clearly feel her grandfather's obvious exhaustion.

She quickly got up and helped Old Mr. Tillman to rest on the bed.

"It seems that I don't have much time left. My body is already feeling tired after chatting for such a short while." Old Mr. Tillman sighed as he leaned against the bed.

Lydia's heart sank. She looked at the person on the bed with resentment. "Pei, Pei Pei, Grandfather, don't talk nonsense. You will definitely... live to a hundred years old."

"..." Old Mr. Tillman chuckled, but his heart was heavy.

He knew better than anyone else that he didn't have much time left.

Old Mr. Tillman glanced at Lydia who was beside him thoughtfully. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but the words that came out of his mouth turned into another sentence, "Lydia, come in. I have something to tell him."

"Grandfather, you should rest first. It's not too late to talk after you wake up."

"... Sleep..." He was afraid that he wouldn't wake up if he slept, but he was afraid that the little girl would be worried if he said it out loud. He smiled lovingly. "I'm afraid I won't be able to remember if I wake up."

"Alright." Seeing that Old Mr. Tillman insisted, Lydia agreed.

She covered Old Mr. Tillman's blanket and left the room to let Reece enter.

"Grandfather, why did you call me?"

Old Mr. Tillman, who was leaning against the bed, glanced at the cold man. His eyes were filled with complicated emotions. "How's your relationship with Lydia?"

"... It's not bad." Reece said softly.

"I'm sick, not blind. Do you think I can't tell that you kissed her that day?" Old Mr. Tillman frowned and scolded him. "Just tell me the truth. What exactly happened between the two of you?"

"..."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Old Mr. Tillman guessed that it was most likely true.

He sighed heavily. "You hurt her too much. That's why she won't forgive you."

"I know."

"It's good that you know. Just coax her so that she won't hate you anymore." Old Mr. Tillman paused for a moment before looking at his grandson seriously. "However, if Lydia really doesn't want to forgive you and insist on leaving the Tillman family, then don't force her anymore. Just let her leave."

Hearing this, the expressionless man finally had a change in his eyes. "..."

Sensing the coldness in Reece's eyes, Old Mr. Tillman looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, as if he was talking to someone else.

"That child has given her all because of you, so she has lost her happiness. Grandpa hopes that she can live happily in the future."

"..."

...

At this moment, Lydia, who was downstairs, looked at Old Mr. Tillman's room on the second floor. She endured the tears and once again blurred her eyes. Finally, she broke through her eyes and fell down, "Grandfather..."

"Lydia?"

As a puzzled voice sounded, footsteps came from behind her.

Lydia wiped away her tears and turned to look at Justus who had just walked in with the suggestion box. "Justus, what are you doing?"

"Teacher asked me to check on Old Mr. Tillman." Justus glanced at the area around her waist and frowned slightly. "Why did you run out of the hospital? You were injured..."

"It's nothing." Lydia smiled indifferently.

Justus was stunned by her smile.

A small wound? But he remembered that she was the one who was most afraid of pain.

One summer, when she and Sara climbed up the tree, she was cut by a tree branch and her face turned pale from the pain. She cried for a long time.

Now, not only did she not cry out in pain, but she even smiled and said that it was just a small wound.

It had been a few years since they last saw each other, and she seemed to have grown up and become stronger.

He lowered his head and took out a bottle of ointment from his luggage. He then said, "Don't be careless. You still need to continue to apply the ointment to the wound. I reckon that your bottle is about to run out. I have a bottle here. Take it."

Lydia froze when she saw the ointment in front of her.

She did not expect that Justus would know so much about the dosage of her ointment.

However, it was a common thing for a doctor. After all, they were the ones who prescribe the medicine themselves. They were naturally clear about the dosage and the number of days.

With that in mind, she did not find it strange anymore.

Lydia took the ointment from him and said, "I was just about to use up my ointment. I wanted to ask you for some more. I didn't expect you to bring it with you and help me out. Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Mr. Baker, why did you bring a decoction to treat your bruises?" Ora, who was carrying a fruit plate, walked up to her and glanced at the ointment on her hand curiously.

Justus pursed his lips and casually lied, "The doctor is out on a trip, so he brought some medicine with him to prepare for emergencies."

“Oh, I see. That’s great. I wonder if Dr. Fu has any appetite for medicine. My appetite has been very bad recently,” Ora asked innocently.

"I didn't bring any today."

Ms. Liu: "..." Didn't they say that they would bring some medicine with them?

"..."

Reece happened to see this scene.

He raised his eyes and looked at Justus. His dark eyes narrowed into a slit, and the hostility in his eyes was obvious.

At the same time, Justus sensed the presence of Reece.

Facing the man's cold gaze, he did not avoid it but instead went up to him.

Their gazes met in the air, like two powerful currents competing in secret. If there was even the slightest mistake, they would be destroyed and razed to the ground.

"Mr. Tillman, is Old Mr. Tillman available now?" Justus shook the instrument in his hand and said, "Today is the routine checkup."

"Come on up."

"Alright."

Justus nodded and picked up his suitcase and went up to the second floor.

Thinking that she could help take care of Old Mr. Tillman later, she followed him.

Because she was completely focused on her grandfather, she naturally did not notice the two men behind her.

Standing outside the door, she softly asked, "Grandfather, are you asleep? Doctor Fu has come to check on you."

"..."

However, there was no response in the room. Did she not hear her?

She raised her voice a little. "Grandfather?"

"..."

Seeing that there was still no response, she pushed the door open in confusion.

At this moment, Old Mr. Tillman was lying on the bed soundly, as if he had fallen asleep.

Lydia saw this and slowed down her footsteps. She bent down and gently pushed Old Mr. Tillman. "Grandfather?"

However, not only did Old Mr. Tillman not respond, the hand that was placed on his chest slipped down.

Seeing that her grandfather still had no reaction, the smile on Lydia's face gradually stiffened. Her heart suddenly tightened.

She trembled as she reached her finger under Old Mr. Tillman's nose. When she could no longer feel his breath, her body swayed and tears instantly flowed out of her eyes. "Grandfather... Grandfather!"