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"No, what do you want to eat? I'll go buy it for you." Guoguo knew he had two more hours to live and wanted to fulfill his wishes as much as possible during that time, allowing him to leave in peace.
Over the years, as long as he had money, Tang Zongchen would rather not eat than spend it on gambling, often dining and dashing without paying, getting beaten up time and again.
"I want to eat braised pork and seafood congee."
Upon hearing this, Guoguo wiped away her tears and chuckled, "I'll go buy it for you. Wait here; I'll be back soon."
"You have difficulty moving; let me go instead," Murong Xiuxian suddenly said.
"Well... okay." Guoguo hesitated for a moment before nodding.
Watching Murong Xiuxian's tall figure walk out of the hospital room, Guoguo held Tang Zongchen's rough hand and forced a sweet smile, saying, "Doctor, you'll be discharged in a week."
"I hope so. I feel like I'm about to die," Tang Zongchen said, his eyes appearing somewhat vacant.
"Pah! Don't say such ominous things."
"I'm not; it's just how I feel." Tang Zongchen comfortingly patted Guoguo's hand.
"By the way, where did you get the money for the medical and hospitalization fees?" After waking up, Tang Zongchen's complexion gradually became rosier, showing signs of recovery.
"It wasn't me who paid; it should be Murong Senior who covered it. Don't worry, Dad; I'll pay him back." The money Guoguo earned from her job was only enough to cover one person's medical expenses and hospitalization fees, not enough for two.
"Guoguo, you have to remember that even though we are poor, we cannot owe others anything." The hoarse voice sounded somewhat weathered.
"Yes, I understand." Guoguo suppressed her sadness and nodded earnestly.
"Dad wants to talk to you about something. You need to be mentally prepared."
What could be so serious that she needed to prepare herself?
"I'm listening." Even though her father was down on his luck, he was still her father.
"Actually... actually, you are not my biological child with your mother; you are an adopted child." This sentence had been hidden in Tang Zongchen's heart for seventeen years, and it finally came out.
"Dad, are you angry with me? Is that why you're saying this?" Guoguo was stunned, tears welling up in her eyes as her emotions became increasingly agitated. She grasped Tang Zongchen's rough, broad hand tightly. "I am your biological child; I must be your biological child."
"Child, for these seventeen years, I have treated you as my own. It is my fault for not telling you the truth, but you truly are not my biological child."
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