Chapter 1013: Chapter 1013: The Bone-Chilling Truth 7

The young man standing at the door heard this and suddenly realized: “Oh, so you are friends of that old gentleman. Please, this way.”

This doctor had quite a friendly attitude.

Ou Mucen saw this, nodded slightly, and together with Ying Hao, followed him inside.

Once inside the villa, indeed, its decor could easily be compared to where he used to live. Previously, because of his severe obsessive cleanliness, he had a compulsive requirement for the room’s decor and arrangement, insisting on the colors he liked.

But now this private doctor’s standards were even stricter. Upon entering, the entire villa consisted of only black and white, with no other colors.

Ying Hao looked around, and the strong visual difference made him slightly uncomfortable: “Third Young Master, it seems he’s even more severe than you. I’m feeling a bit uneasy.”

Ou Mucen’s face immediately turned somber, and he gave him a fierce glare before continuing to walk inside.

Upon reaching further in, before even getting there, they could already smell the scent of disinfectant. As they proceeded, the corridor suddenly turned and revealed a room set up identical to a hospital ward right in front of them.

What the hell!

If not for the fact that he was a doctor, they would seriously doubt whether he had a mental problem.

Ying Hao didn’t want to go in any further and just stood at the door watching.

As for Ou Mucen, he followed through and genuinely saw the old man lying on the hospital bed, eyes open and staring at the ceiling.

In reality, after so many years, any sense of pity could no longer be seen on the surface. The old man now, lying on this hospital bed, his facial features, his appearance, looked no different from a typical elderly person. If there had to be a distinction, it was his eyes; at the moment, the gaze seemed devoid of any clarity.

“Grandpa, grandpa, look, someone has come to see you.”

After the young doctor came in and saw the old man staring upward, he lightly tapped his arm and called out to him by his ear.

After calling once, there was no reaction, and he remained staring upward.

The doctor seeing this, turned back with some apology and smiled at Ou Mucen and the others: “Grandpa’s mind is a bit unclear; you need to say a few more words, and he’ll understand.”

Ou Mucen nodded, and his gaze, watching the old man, finally revealed a slight smile…

This was his first time seeing this person. Logically speaking, he should be his son-in-law now. He had married his daughter, and they even had a child. Marriage aside, he was already his son-in-law.

But now, looking at him, his emotions were mixed and hard to describe. He didn’t know what mindset to confront him with. Was he a son-in-law or the son of an enemy?

He didn’t know, truly didn’t know. To him, this person was both unfamiliar and abruptly appeared before him when he wasn’t prepared.

Therefore, he genuinely didn’t know how to face him now because, along the way, a more terrifying, crazier thought had once lingered in his mind.

Standing there waiting for a bit longer, indeed, after the doctor had spoken several times, the old man finally reacted.

“Who came to see me?”

“It’s him, look, this young man here. He came to see you.” The young doctor, seeing his response, hurriedly waved at Ou Mucen.