This news came as a complete shock to Li Xiyu and Song Yi'an. Song Yi'an stood there stunned, and seeing this, Li Xiyu quickly took his hand, trying to give him strength.
Everyone else on the scene heard the news. They all remained silent. At such a moment, no one dared to speak first. After a long silence, Song Yi'an asked, "Can I go and see him?"
The doctor nodded, stepped aside for Song Yi'an, and said, "Please follow me."
Song Yi'an walked inside, and Li Xiyu quickly trotted to keep up. As for the others, they were blocked outside the door by the nurses. The waiting room, which had been silent before, suddenly became noisy.
After Song Yi'an went in, the crowd naturally split into two factions. One faction supported Song Yi'an, and the other supported Song Yunsheng. Those who supported Song Yi'an grabbed the former chief secretary of Old Master Song and frantically asked, "What should we do next?"
As for those who supported Song Yunsheng, they kept whispering and urging, "The time has come. We should seize the opportunity."
At this moment, in the morgue, Song Yi'an and Li Xiyu stood in front of Old Master Song's bed covered with a white sheet. Old Master Song's face still had a rosy tint, looking as if he was just asleep.
The doctor advised on one side, "Old Master Song's health was not very good in the first place. When he was admitted to the hospital, many parts of his body showed signs of aging during the examination. This sudden deterioration, we all guess it was due to some kind of stimulation. He just couldn't catch his breath."
"Stimulation?"
Li Xiyu had always suspected that there was something fishy about Old Master Song's sudden death. Hearing what the doctor said, she was about to ask further, but then glanced at Song Yi'an, who was obviously in a bad mood. At this moment when Song Yi'an was in pain, it didn't seem appropriate for her to ask these questions in front of the doctor.
Li Xiyu glanced at Song Yi'an, waved to the doctor, and walked with the doctor to the corridor. Li Xiyu asked, "Doctor, tell me the truth. How exactly did Old Master Song die?"
"Yes, he died of a cerebral hemorrhage. Although he had high blood pressure, this cerebral hemorrhage came suddenly without any warning. But Old Master Song didn't suffer much before he died. He just passed away all of a sudden."
Li Xiyu didn't understand any of these modern medical terms. She asked in her own way, "He didn't die of poisoning, did he?"
"You can rest assured on this point. Our hospital has surveillance cameras. Moreover, if Old Master Song had been poisoned, I would definitely have been able to detect it."
Seeing that Li Xiyu seemed a bit confused about this matter, the doctor explained in another way, "To put it simply, I suspect that Old Master Song was so angry that he died."
Actually, according to the doctor's professional ethics, he shouldn't have said such a thing. If he wasn't 100% sure, just based on this suspicion, if the family members held him accountable, in the worst - case scenario, he could have his doctor's license revoked or even go to jail.
But this old doctor and Old Master Song had been old acquaintances for many years. As Old Master Song's attending physician, he had pulled Old Master Song back from the brink of death many times. This time, he failed to save Old Master Song when he suddenly passed away, which was a great blow to him. Moreover, on the day Old Master Song passed away, there were people coming and going in his ward. There must have been someone among them who said something to Old Master Song.
Li Xiyu thanked the doctor. She could roughly guess who was behind this.
"Thank you, doctor."
"Old Master Song and I were friends regardless of age. Well, I won't disturb you while you see him off for the last time. You should accompany your husband well. I can see that his state is not very good."
Li Xiyu nodded. After saying goodbye to the doctor, she pushed the door open and walked in, standing beside Song Yi'an.
As soon as she walked over, she heard Song Yi'an ask, "Xiaoyu."
"Huh?"
"Can I hold your hand?"
Li Xiyu looked at Song Yi'an. His expression was calm, looking as if nothing had happened, but Li Xiyu knew that his heart was being tossed by a storm.
Li Xiyu felt very sorry for him. She walked to Song Yi'an's side. Instead of giving her hand to Song Yi'an, she walked in front of him, reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, hugging him.
She knew that when Song Yi'an made this request, it was definitely not to take advantage of her.
He just wanted someone to be with him at this moment.
Li Xiyu understood him.
Back then, when the Li family was exterminated, Li Xiyu also wished that there was someone who could be with her, let her hug, and give her some strength.
Song Yi'an didn't expect Li Xiyu to hug him. So, when Li Xiyu's hand touched his waist, his body visibly trembled. Then, Li Xiyu was pulled by a force and fell into Song Yi'an's arms - Song Yi'an quickly took the initiative and hugged her tightly.
Song Yi'an buried his head in Li Xiyu's neck. Li Xiyu could feel his body trembling slightly - he was trying hard to hold back his grief.
Li Xiyu felt extremely sorry for him. She could only reach out and pat Song Yi'an's back, trying to make him feel better in this way.
"Xiaoyu."
"I'm here."
"I have no relatives left."
"From now on, I'll be your relative."
These words of Li Xiyu hit Song Yi'an right in the heart, touching the softest part of his heart. Song Yi'an finally found an outlet for his emotions and finally spoke out his feelings.
"I hated him so much when he was alive, but why do I feel so sad now that I really know he's dead? I'm so regretful. Should I have been nicer to him? I knew the capital was so dangerous, but I still left him alone in the capital. Am I being too unfilial?"
Li Xiyu comfortingly patted his back and said gently, "It's not your fault. You've done a great job."
Li Xiyu was afraid that Song Yi'an would be completely discouraged. She said, "Moreover, you still have a chance to fulfill your filial piety. The things that Old Master Song couldn't let go of the most before he died were you and the Song Corporation. If you help Old Master Song revitalize the Song Corporation, he will be happy even in heaven."
Li Xiyu knew that when people were sad and desperate, what they needed most was not comfort but hope.
Telling him it's okay and to relax a hundred times was not as good as saying, "I still need you."
"Don't be discouraged. The Song Corporation still needs you."
Song Yi'an took a deep breath. He rested his chin on Li Xiyu's shoulder, looked at Old Master Song lying on the bed, and nodded.
Li Xiyu hugged him tightly. At the same time, she was also extremely worried.
Song Yunsheng had gone crazy. He had even resorted to such a cruel act against Old Master Song. Since he had gone this far, he definitely wouldn't stop there.
She didn't want to force Song Yi'an, but Song Yunsheng would.
Song Yi'an really didn't have much time to be sad.
Li Xiyu even wondered if she should tell Song Yi'an what the doctor said truthfully so that he could prepare in advance.