Actually, Chiang Xiao had already guessed that he might have such thoughts.
She pursed her lips and said in a deep voice, "Dad, do you want Brother Xinian to carry such a heavy burden on his heart? To make him feel like it was because of him that you gave up treatment? Even though he's resentful towards you, when you fainted just now, he was the first to give you the medicine. Yet you hate him so much, you want him to never have a moment of ease or happiness again, to live under the shadow of driving his own father to death?"
It shook Meng Chaojun.
Though Chiang Xiao's words weren't pleasant, they always hit the target.
"Little, of course, I didn't think that way. How could I hate Xinian? I know I'm the one who let him down."
He felt guilty indeed.
"If you refuse treatment because of what he said, you'll soon die. By then, even Grandpa will genuinely feel it's because of Brother Xinian."
So, could Meng Xinian's heart feel at ease like that?
