Slightly sweet when I first heard it

After the rescue this time, the old man Wen became visibly weak, his face was covered with a layer of sickness, he was also sick, and he seldom talked.

When Yan Jinghuai came to the hospital that day, the old man was watching the news.

On the TV is Wen Qingyin.

She is wearing a familiar hairstyle and is being interviewed by reporters.

Yan Jinghuai sat down to accompany him.

About 10 minutes later, the voiceless voice was still heard on the TV.

She has given business talks, attended financial forums, visited left-behind children in impoverished areas, and is now participating in a scholarship in her name.

Yan Jinghuai was at a loss, "What is this? Xiaowen Dong's Collection."

The old man glanced at him in disgust, "It's a news clip from time to time."

He stabbed Yan Jinghuai's heart with a knife: "Sis is a star, no fans can cut one for you."

Yan Jinghuai didn't get angry with him, "You're quite fashionable, and you know how to edit."

The old man was very proud, "I only cut this one in Jianjian."

He looked at Yan Jinghuai slowly, "Let me ask you, how is your relationship with Jianjian?"

Not really.

Although Yan Jinghuai has an unreliable face, he is very reliable in his work.

Although the money was collected, the marriage certificate was genuine, so he planned to be an excellent husband of Xiaowen Dong.

For this reason, after watching "Desperate Housewives", "Beverly Housewives" and "The Temptation of Going Home", he was ready to show his talents in the circle of ladies, but Wen Qingyin disappeared.

She seemed to be avoiding him.

The current situation between them is that Yan Jinghuai takes one step forward, and Wen Qingyin takes two steps back.Yan Jinghuai took another step forward, and Wen Qingyin simply disappeared.

Obviously we got along very well before.

Yan Jinghuai didn't understand what was going on now, and was afraid that the old man would think too much, so he could only come up with a universal answer: "It's pretty good."

Old Man Wen narrowed his eyes, and the deep fold covered his eyes.Yan Jinghuai didn't know that he was looking at him, but fell asleep again.

After a while, old man Wen said, "If you have time, you can raise a cat for Jianjian."

Yan Jinghuai was curious: "She likes cats?"

Mr. Wen probably didn't hear it, so he changed the subject."Can you drive?" he asked.

Yan Jinghuai didn't know why, "Yes."

Old Man Wen said: "You steal me out, let's go to see the sea."

The old man's tone was so natural that Yan Jinghuai's "Okay" was on his lips for a moment.

It seems that the old man has not given up on bikini girls.Yan Jinghuai asked, "Does the doctor agree?"

"If the doctor agrees, can I not go?" Old Man Wen was quite arrogant, "I can not only drive a car, but also fly an airplane."

People don't like reasoning when they are old, Yan Jinghuai spent most of the day persuading the old man, and finally let him give up this idea.He originally planned to bring a photo of the sea to old man Wen the next day, but that night, the doctor gave the old man a critical illness notice.

It was as if the floodgates had opened, and the old man's condition continued to deteriorate after that day.In just five days, he rescued three times in succession.

Once the situation was so critical that the nurses didn't have time to pull the screen. They saw the old man's haggard body bounced high under the action of the defibrillator, and fell back heavily on the bed.

That scorched muscle was still trembling, and the second shock came again.

Wen Yuming couldn't help retching.Yan Jinghuai also turned his head away, and couldn't bear to watch it again.

Only Wen Qingyin stared at the hospital bed expressionlessly.

After a while, she said, "Give up."

Wen Yuming was so busy retching that he didn't hear clearly.He asked, "What did you say?"

There was no wave in Wen Qingyin's eyes: "I said, it can't be saved."

Wen Yuming never thought that she would say such a thing.His face was full of astonishment, and after a while, he remembered to raise his hand: "Wen Qingyin, are you speaking in human language?"

Yan Jinghuai stood in front of Wen Qingyin, "Mr. Wen, calm down."

Wen Yuming's eyes were red: "The one inside is my dad, it's your grandfather! Wen Qingyin, are you human!"

Wen Qingyin calmly said:
"If it was you lying in it, would you like to live?"

"The whole body is covered with tubes, and there is no good skin on the chest burned by the defibrillator. I rely on nasal feeding for food, and rely on the mattress for turning over. I can't even control myself.

"I ask you, would you like to change it to you?"

Wen Yuming's eyes seemed to be burned, they were so red that they were almost bleeding.

He grabbed his hair, with a dejected face: "That's my dad, Wen Qingyin, that's my dad."

"……I can not."

Wen Qingyin left without saying anything.

Yan Jinghuai found Wen Qingyin in front of the vending machine downstairs.

Seeing him coming, Wen Qingyin pointed to the Coke in the machine, "I want this."

Yan Jinghuai scanned the QR code and bought a bottle of yogurt for her.

Wen Qingyin didn't seem to notice the difference between the two, holding the yogurt on the chair:

"I'm actually very happy that he cares about grandpa so much."

"I kept thinking, if I was the person in the hospital bed, would he save me?"

Yan Jinghuai sat beside her, "I will definitely save you, I promise."

After thinking about it, he said, "If you really can't survive, then I, I respect you too."

Wen Qingyin was startled, and stared blankly at him.

Yan Jinghuai moved towards her: "If you want to rest, I can lend you my shoulder for a while."

Wang Yizhi followed Wen Qingyin down and happened to see this scene.

She used to be Wen Yuming's employee, but now he is his bedside person, and she knows what the unclear relationship between superiors and subordinates is like.

She immediately noticed that the relationship between the two was not simple.

She is not qualified to enter the old man's ward, so she has to wait behind the glass door.

When Wen Yuming came out, she went up to meet her and asked with concern: "How is the old man?"

"Not good." Seeing the caring person, Wen Yuming finally took a breath.He said angrily: "You don't know what stupid things that wild boar Wen Qingyin said today."

Wang Yizhi was just trying to please Wen Yuming, and didn't really care about the old man's life or death.Following Wen Yuming's words, she immediately turned the topic to Wen Qingyin:
"In the past few days, I have often seen a man follow behind our room."

"It's the tall and handsome one, isn't it?"

Yan Jinghuai is so eye-catching, it's hard for Wen Yuming not to remember him.He said, "That's Wen Jianjian's assistant, and I've been with her for a long time."

Wang Yizhi was so angry with this silly straight man, he reminded: "Wen Qingyin's assistant is a woman, and Wen Qingyin even bought her a house."

"I said, I remember it seems to be a woman."

Wen Yuming has a big heart and doesn't take her words seriously at all:
"You don't know if you don't go to work. I have three assistants for every deputy director. She is a president and there must be more assistants."

Speaking of the president, he began to mutter again that the old man is biased, and that the old man loves Wen Qingyin for nothing.

Wang Yizhi was so angry with him that his brain hurt.

If it wasn't for the serious relationship between the two of them for so many years, she would have kicked him.

She didn't bother to hint, so she simply said clearly: "A girl like Jianjian is inseparable from a young man, it's hard to say but it doesn't sound good. Old Cui's family style is strict, don't you think too much?"

Wen Yuming was very reassured about his old classmates: "His family has a strict family style, but it is not old-fashioned. It is no matter what age it is, and there are still people who pay attention to this."

"Besides, don't look at who I am, Wen Yuming, and whether I can teach bad children."

If he hadn't had to be a demure and indifferent character, Wang Yizhi really wanted to slap them both.

Damn, you don't know what's going on with us, and you're ashamed to put yourself in the category of good people.

Wen Yuming was hopeless, and she planned to have an air with Mrs. Cui later.

It is better to marry this deaf man as soon as possible.

Wen's chief financial officer, Mr. Wen's adopted son, He Yihong, is still well informed even though he is trapped in the hotel.It was the first time that the old man was critically ill, and people who had never been superstitious began to worship ghosts and gods.

It was okay at the beginning, I only used cigarettes as incense to pray to God.Later, it became more serious, and I took the cross on my belt and begged God.

Later, when he was in a hurry and went to the doctor, he found a bunch of civil and military gods of wealth as screensavers on the computer, and even went to Wen Qingyin's office to pay homage to the golden toad Guan Gong beckoning cat inside.

His subordinates looked on in fear, for fear that their boss would go crazy, so they could only work harder, wanting to end this life sentence as soon as possible.

The people in the room are all He Yihong's confidantes, the elite among the elite, who are very particular about food and clothing, and wish that even a vegetable leaf has a pedigree certificate.Fortunately, one or two have unshaven beards, greasy hair and bags under the eyes almost hanging on the chin.

Thinking of old man Wen on the hospital bed, He Yihong didn't dare to let them rest after all.

He cheered them up: "After this crime is over, I will pay, and you will form a group to cut out the bags under your eyes."

After finishing speaking, he bowed to the air three times: "Old man, it's almost done, you must persevere."

Old man Wen has become even thinner, and it seems that there is only a layer of skin left, sticking to his bones.

Yan Jinghuai could easily think of the tree that Wen Qingyin described.

The doctor has issued a notice earlier, the old man will live in a few days, so he can do whatever he wants.Yan Jinghuai didn't hide his secrets either, and gave him the Amway Three Branches of Decompression Dafa.

The old man was disdainful, showing off his pain pump, "I use xxx."

Yan Jinghuai was curious, "Then do you still have the energy to smoke?"

"I've had a mouthful."

Old man Wen said:
"When I was young, I could only smoke cracked cigarettes. Later, when I got rich, I smoked cigars like others, but they always tasted bad."

"There are only a few days left, why should I pretend to be that grandson. Let me tell you, cigars are not as exciting as smoking."

Yan Jinghuai's heart shivered, he forced a smile, and said to Mr. Wen, "Get well soon, let's go to the beach to play."

The photo of the sea was finally sent out by him.

The old man Wen looked at it for a long time, then pointed at the pillow tremblingly.Yan Jinghuai took out a yellowed black and white photo from the bottom of the pillow.

Most of the ten or so people above have circled the black pen.

Mr. Wen introduced to him: "They are all my friends."

"It was just fashionable to take pictures at this time, so we went to a photo studio to take pictures."

"This is a son of a landlord, and he paid for the photo shoot. His family was not well-established, and he had a miserable life in those years. He always wanted to be a soldier, always wanted to be a soldier, and then he really did. Da Nan H died then."

"This is Xiao He's bookworm, the two of us are the best. When I couldn't eat, I relied on his family to support me. He was very promising and was admitted to Tsinghua University. After graduation, he went to teach in Qiongshangougou. His wife couldn't eat. Divorce him because of this suffering. He was also tired and fell ill, and left at a young age. Poor child, he lost his father since he was a child."

"This is Li Dapao. He was a bad embryo when he was a child. He was sneaky and clever. He broke the law in the past six years and was shot."

"This is Wugezi. He wanted to be a scientist, a soldier, and make a lot of money. He had a lot of things in mind. But none of them came true. Later, he married a wife, had a child, and lived a mediocre life. For a lifetime."

"This is……"

Old Man Wen pointed to a face that was not circled, "This is me."