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In the hospital, in the ward.

After Zhong Jiayou left, Zhong Youcai lay silently on the hospital bed, the twilight in his eyes became heavier and heavier.

It seems to be a twilight for some kind of hope to dissipate.

As time passed, he could feel that the vitality in his body was gradually being stripped away, and the time he had left became less and less!

Everything in the past seems to have changed.

In order to stand out from the crowd, fight for the mountain village and kill the young people in the city business field;

A young man who bears the hopes of the whole family, eats dry steamed buns every month, and sends money home;

After the twilight, the old man who was originally going to enjoy the happiness of his family, but was rejected by his children and grandchildren;

A son who often learns from behind him;

The grandson who was carried around by himself and went to the hospital to seek medical treatment;

......

Everything in the past seems to have changed. The original clear memories of the past are also blurred at this moment, and I can't see clearly. Those people and things are like pearls with broken threads, scattered all over the ground~

I can't pick it up, the reasoning is still messed up.

A few hours later, he was lying on the bed.

The cloudy eyes suddenly brightened a little, as if he had figured out something.

Suddenly he sat up tremblingly, picked up his mobile phone with a blank face, and dialed his son Zhong Zhihong.

His movements were very stiff, and after the call was connected, his voice rarely brightened:

"Zhihong, come to the hospital, I want to see you one last time!"

"What? Dad, don't make trouble, I'm busy here! I'll call you back later!"

Zhong Zhihong, who was having a meeting in the company, impatiently received the call, and was about to hang up the phone perfunctorily.

Some wonder why the old man suddenly called at this time, and his voice seemed to become a little brighter.

When he shook his head and was about to hang up.

Unexpectedly, a cold sentence came from the other end of the phone:

"I want to make a will, you have to be present and listen!"

"you!...."

Zhong Zhihong was startled by the action in his hand, and quickly put the phone next to his ear again, thinking that he heard it wrong.

Hastily asked again:

"what did you say?"

"I want to make a will, right at the hospital! Before I leave, I definitely want to see you, come here!"

Zhong Youcai's voice came from the other end of the phone. He didn't give him a chance to continue talking, so he hung up the phone.

Outside the company meeting room, Zhong Zhihong, who was standing in the corridor, put away his mobile phone with a dazed expression.

The words that my father wanted to make a will echoed in my mind~

So soon, to come this far?

He hurriedly returned to the conference room, ended the meeting, and immediately walked towards the company's underground parking lot.

On the way, his father's words kept ringing in his mind.

Originally it was supposed to be a hoarse and vicissitudes voice, why is the phone call just now so clear?

At that moment, I felt like I was back in my youth. When my father sent me to the entrance of the university for the first time, he told himself in a very firm tone that he had to finish university and study hard, otherwise he would break his legs.

After decades, his figure and voice were still so clearly engraved in his mind?

After coming to the underground parking lot and sitting in the car, he also called his son Zhong Jiayou:

"Your grandfather said that he wants to make a will and come to the hospital immediately!"

"What? Old man..."

Zhong Jiayou's surprised voice came from the other end of the phone, and Zhong Zhihong hung up the phone without giving him a chance to respond.

Usually I'm too busy to see my father, but since his body has reached this stage, it's the last time.

Then he must be there.

He also said that he wants to make a will. Although the old man has nothing to give him, as his only son, he still has to listen to this.

......

in the hotel.

Seeing the phone call that was suddenly hung up by his father, Zhong Jiayou's expression changed greatly!

Could it be that the old man can't do it? Why do you want to make a will all of a sudden?

There is nothing to expect when making a will, after all, the old man has no property in his hands.

However, this will affect his own affairs.

After all, he still hopes to increase his popularity by taking advantage of this grandfather's affair.

If grandpa really disappeared so suddenly, all the follow-up plans he had prepared would be disrupted, and he would probably make his bamboo basket empty. After all, he decided to come here after pushing a few jobs. Just being disrupted by the old man, then his plan is just a waste of water.

The job and invitation that I rejected before, if I want it again, I have no chance at all.

At the moment, he left the hotel on an excuse, and usually rushed to the hospital, while calling the two exposed people.

After adding another 20,000 yuan, they promised to expose his affairs immediately!

Zhong Jiayou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as all the photos and the like can be sent out before today, it will be enough to let everyone know that there is such a filial star.

Fans who were originally attracted to the enthusiasm for turning off their work would turn to the battle along with the enthusiasm and gather around to watch.

At that time, if you quit your job, it is actually for the sake of filial piety, even if you stand up.

Can't fans be surprised?

My idol is such a respectable person, a filial grandson with morals and affection.

I'm afraid it's not that I want to madly support myself.

Speaking of popularity, after the traffic comes up, it will be much easier to go to any show you want to go to.

......

Hospital.

Zhong Zhihong rushed over anxiously, and after finding Zhong Youcai's ward, he walked in quickly.

As soon as he opened the door, his complexion suddenly changed!

As far as the eye can see, the old man is sitting neatly on the hospital bed, his face is no longer haggard, instead he is sitting beside the hospital bed with a bit of ruddy.

Where can you still look sick before?

He sat there as if he was nothing, wearing his favorite suit, the only suit his mother bought for him when he was alive.

At this moment, wearing it on the old man's body actually raised a bit of spirit.

He swallowed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and swallowed the words he had planned to complain about his father interrupting his meeting.

Facing this figure, he actually had a long-lost awe in his heart.

After a while, he came to his senses and shouted to the figure on the bed:

"dad!"

"coming?"

Zhong Youcai smiled lightly and motioned him to come in and sit down.

Sensing that his father was a little weird, but he couldn't say what was wrong, Zhong Zhihong could only nodded hastily and walked in.

At this moment, the father in front of him seems to have changed.

It has become the way he used to be, as if he was high-spirited in middle age, and his whole person is full of energy.

There is absolutely no decadence of being plagued by illness at all.

Remembering what his father said on the phone, he quickly said:

"I called Jiayou too, it should be there soon!"

"Um!"

Zhong Youcai just sat on the bed expressionlessly, as if he was waiting for something.

The father and son were relatively speechless.

Like the atmosphere in the ward, it's suffocating and depressing...

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