Perhaps only when one is on the brink of death does one realize what is truly important.
Amidst the boundless and excruciating pain, he began to regret not having treated this younger son better.
Because he was an illegitimate child, a stain on his life, evidence of his infidelity to his marriage, he felt guilty toward his wife and his elder son, so he had always ignored the younger one. He seldom cared for him, didn't even send a wedding gift when he got married.
He was not a qualified father. The son he disliked and didn't love was by his side in his dying moments. Perhaps, fate was telling him that this child was meant to be part of his life, not a stain, but his most precious treasure.
The pain seemed to last a century, yet it felt like just a brief moment. He faintly heard a familiar girl's voice, "Lu Lingche, help Chairman Lu take off his top and lay him flat, with his head elevated... Yeah, a bit higher... He may vomit blood later, support him, don't let him choke..."