Xia Xuyang understood the logic, of course, but he still felt unsettled.
"You said it yourself. He's already bedridden. What else can I do?"
"Outlasting people is a skill in itself. So many people die before they can make a name for themselves. The one who laughs last is always the one who lives the longest. You ask what you can do now that your father is old, incapacitated, and failing? It's simple. As long as he goes down before you do, you'll be the one in control of when to pull his oxygen tube. That's what you can do."
Xia Xuyang was stunned. He had never really thought about it that way—or rather, he'd never even considered that angle. And yet... what she said made so much sense, he found himself unable to argue.
