The entire place was silent, terrifyingly so!

Outside, there was only a gentle breeze, but in everyone's ears, it sounded like a raging storm and tsunami... Cancer... If there was a nemesis for humanity, it was undoubtedly disease.

But among diseases, cancer could be called the king!

Once a person gets cancer, except in special circumstances, he generally faces death... No matter how advanced science is in the world today, there is still no technology to solve it.

It can only be controlled... and that is by sacrificing a person's good life and health to control it... These two words are undoubtedly the best partners with despair... And hearing that Old Su had cancer, and it was late-stage, everyone at the table had solemn expressions, saying nothing, but seemingly saying everything... *Clatter*... A pair of chopsticks fell to the floor, like a clap of thunder, breaking the silence... “Dad!” Su Yunjiang and his brother cried bitterly... “This...”

“The annual physicals, they were all fine...”

“Why...” They were undoubtedly the ones who could least accept this matter.

The annual physical examination reports were always delivered to them.

But, who was Old Su?

If he didn't want others to know, even his sons wouldn't know... “Everyone... doesn't need to worry too much...”

“I'm still okay...”

“The entire world, including our country, has no method to solve this problem.”

“Many people leave every year because of this.”

“I am not the first, nor the last; one more of me is not many, one less of me is not few...”

“At my age, there's nothing worth...”

“There's nothing left to strive for...” Old Su said slowly, his tone remarkably calm; if he hadn't already coughed up a large amount of foul blood, it would have been hard to tell he was a person suffering from a terminal illness... The scene fell silent again... “Is there no treatment method? Like trying to control the progression of the disease?” Su Fuqiang spoke up at this moment.

Hearing this, a few people sighed again.

“It's as hard as reaching the heavens...”

“Reaching the heavens is easy, but this is truly difficult...”

“It can be said, there's no way at all...”

“The current methods also exhaust the patient's body in exchange for temporary control...” Zhao Huihuang said with regret.

Tonight, they originally thought it would be a joyous dinner, but they didn't expect... “Everyone, eat!” Old Su forced a smile, picked up a piece of chicken, put it in his mouth, and chewed a few times: “Mmm, delicious!”

Seeing Old Su in this state, everyone felt even more heartbroken.

Such a good person, yet in the end, he didn't have a good outcome... Su Yunjiang and his brother sat dejectedly in their chairs, their faces full of despair... One could imagine their current mood.

“My matter, don't alarm others, otherwise, trouble this, trouble that, it's not good!” Old Su then said.

Seeing that everyone had lost their appetite, Old Su struggled to get up: “Little Zhao, help me go rest for a bit...”

Zhao Tian quickly stepped forward and helped Old Su leave the area... After a full five minutes of silence, everyone didn't know what to do; no one spoke, and the table of steaming hot dishes had already grown cold.

“Well... Little Su... I have something to trouble you with.”

“Would you come with me for a moment?” Old Zhao spoke at this time, looking earnestly at Su Yun.

Everyone's gaze turned to them.

“Okay!” Su Yun agreed directly.

“Hmm, let's go.” Then, Old Zhao walked over to Su Yun, took his hand, and walked towards the outside.

“Uncle Zhao!” Su Yunjiang called out as they were about to leave!

He roughly knew why Old Zhao wanted to speak to Su Yun alone... “Yunjiang, Yunhai! You two sit here!” Old Zhao commanded.

Then he pulled Su Yun and walked out.

Su Yunjiang and Su Yunhai exchanged glances, only able to wait and see how things would unfold.

Their father suffering from a terminal illness was an undeniable fact!

No one could say how much time he had left.

However, they both knew one of their father's unresolved issues.

That was their third brother, Su Fuqiang.

This was the only regret in his life... Su Yunjiang and Su Yunhai looked at Su Fuqiang with an indescribable feeling.

Worry, anticipation, and various complex emotions spread in their hearts.

These two could also be said to have weathered many storms and experienced many hardships!

But at this moment, they also felt afraid of this uncertainty!

As highly knowledgeable individuals, they were too clear about what late-stage cancer meant; after careful consideration, they might be able to accept this reality.

But if Su Fuqiang didn't accept the recognition... this terrible outcome would be the straw that broke the camel's back... After all, this third brother of theirs had never been raised by their father his entire life.

And their father's lifelong obsession was him... If their father were to leave with regret... this would... “Sigh...” Thinking of this worst-case scenario, the two felt extremely melancholic... As the saying goes, even an honest official has difficulty settling family disputes; no matter how decisive they were outside, once they returned home and encountered such a situation, no one could say... They would take it one step at a time, this most unreliable phrase appeared in their minds... Outside, in a car, Old Zhao was in front of the car, and he turned to look at Su Yun.

Unexpectedly, in his capacity as an elder, he bowed directly to Su Yun!

“Old Zhao, what are you doing?” Not to mention Old Zhao's status, just the fact that he, at his age, bowed to a young man like himself, was something one couldn't accept.

“Little Su, I'm asking you for a favor, please agree first.” Old Zhao said.

“Old Zhao, you haven't even said what it is!”

“Also, what are you doing?”

“Let's talk properly, aren't you shortening my lifespan?” Su Yun quickly stood beside Old Zhao.

“Let's talk in the car.” Then, Old Zhao opened the car door, let Su Yun go in first, and then he entered.

“Little Su, I want to ask you something.”

“What should you call Old Su?” Old Zhao asked, looking at Su Yun...