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Chapter 66 Making a Will

Hospital, ward.

After Zhong Jiayou left, Zhong Youcai lay on the hospital bed with a face of silence, the twilight in his eyes getting heavier and heavier.

It seems to be the twilight of some hope that has dissipated.

As time passed, he could feel that the vitality in his body was being stripped away gradually, and the time left for him was getting less and less!
Everything that used to seem to have changed.

In order to get ahead, he fought hard to fight out of the mountain village, and killed the teenagers in the city's business field;

Carrying the hope of the whole family, a young man who eats dry steamed buns every month and sends money home;
After getting old, the old man who originally planned to enjoy family happiness, but was rejected by his children and grandchildren;
The son who often follows behind him to study;
The grandson who was taken around by himself and went to the hospital for medical treatment;

Everything in the past seems to have changed. The memories of the past that were originally clear are also blurred and unclear at this moment. Those people and things are like broken pearls, scattered all over the ground~
Can't afford to pick it up, it's still messy.

A few hours later, he had been 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 expressionlessly, and dialed the number of his son Zhong Zhihong.

His movements were very stiff, and after the call was connected, his voice was rarely brighter:
"Zhihong, come to the hospital, I want to see you for the 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, was about to hang up the phone perfunctorily after receiving the call impatiently.

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

When shaking his head and preparing to hang up.

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

"I'm going to make a will, and you must be there to listen!"

"you!."

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

Hastily asked again:

"what did you say?"

"I want to make a will, right here in 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, and he hung up the phone without giving him a chance to continue talking.

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

My father's words about making a will are still echoing in my mind~
So fast, come this far?

He hurried back to the meeting 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.

It was supposed to be a hoarse and vicissitudes of life voice, but why did the phone call just now have such a clear and clear voice?

At that moment, I seemed to be back in my youth. When my father sent me to the gate of the university for the first time, he told me in a very firm tone that I must finish my university studies and study hard, otherwise my legs would be broken.

After decades, his figure and voice at that time were still so clearly engraved in his mind?
After arriving at 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, so come to the hospital immediately!"

"What? Father."

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 am too busy to see my father, but now that his body has reached this point, it is the last time.

Then he must be present.

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

in the hotel.

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

Could it be that the old man is dying?Why are you going 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 my own affairs.

After all, I still hope to take advantage of this grandfather's incident to increase my popularity.

If Grandpa really disappears so suddenly, all the follow-up plans he prepared will be disrupted, and it is very likely that he will lose everything. After all, he decided to come here after pushing a few jobs. If the old man disrupted it like this, then his own plan would be a piece of waste water.

The jobs and invitations that were turned down before, if you want to, there is no chance at all.

At that moment, he left the hotel with an excuse, usually rushing to the hospital, while calling the two exposed people.

After adding another 2 yuan, they agreed to expose the matter about him immediately!
Zhong Jiayou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It is enough to let everyone know that there is such a filial star after sending out all the photos and the like before today.

Fans who were originally attracted to the enthusiasm of pushing away their work will follow this enthusiasm and come to watch together.

When the time comes, if I turn down my job, it is actually for the sake of filial piety, even if I stand up.

Don't fans suddenly realize?

My idol is such a respectable person, a filial son with morality and affection.

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

When the popularity is mentioned, after the traffic comes up, it will be much easier to go to any show.

hospital.

Zhong Zhihong rushed over anxiously, found Zhong Youcai's ward, and 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 complexion is no longer haggard, but rather rosy sitting beside the hospital bed.

Where is the sickness before?

Sitting there as if nothing happened, wearing his favorite suit, which was the only suit bought for him by his mother when she was alive.

Wearing it on the old man's body at this moment, it actually lifted a bit of energy.

He swallowed, and swallowed the words he was going to complain about his father for interrupting his meeting.

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

After a while, he regained his composure and shouted to the figure on the bed:

"dad!"

"coming?"

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

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

The father in front of him at this moment seemed to be a different person.

He has changed back to his previous appearance, as if he was middle-aged and vigorous, full of energy.

There is absolutely no decadence of being entangled in illness.

Thinking of what his father said on the phone, he quickly mentioned:
"I called Jiayou over, and he should be here soon!"

"Ok!"

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

Father and son were relatively silent.

Like the atmosphere in the ward, together it is suffocating and oppressive
(End of this chapter)