President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

"This kind of thing can't be resigned to fate," Song Runian disagreed with this statement, "You also know that she is running out of time, and resignation means that she may never have this chance until she dies."

But what if you regret it at the moment of death?

"Don't let her leave with regrets." Song Runian said earnestly, "Don't you think the same as me?"

"Of course it's the same, it's just..." Xuanyuan Mo hesitated for a while, but still couldn't find the right words to refute.

In the end, he simply gritted his teeth, "Okay, I'll listen to you, but what can I do to make her change her mind?"

"I'll figure out a way." Song Runian replied.

"Of course it's up to you to figure out a way. After all, I'm in a state where I can't even go down to the ground, let alone come up with advice with you." Xuanyuan Mo smiled.

After a pause, he added, "But I believe in you, you can definitely do it."

Song Runian nodded vigorously.

Before he could figure out a solution, he heard a familiar voice from the door of the ward, "If she won't come to see me, then I'll come to see her instead."

This voice, whoever it is, is not Xuanyuan Patriarch!

Song Runian turned her head in disbelief, and she saw Patriarch Xuanyuan who was being pushed by the old housekeeper.

Seeing you again after such a long time, Patriarch Xuanyuan has recovered to [-]%, and his body is still thin, but his cheeks are glowing with health and ruddy.

Dressed in a Tang suit, he was exquisite and vigorous, as if he had returned to the once all-powerful Xuanyuan family ruler who covered the sky with one hand.

"Grandpa." Song Runian and Xuanyuan Mo greeted in unison.

"En." Xuanyuan Mo nodded, signaling the old butler to push himself in front of Xuanyuan Mo.

Carefully, he looked up and down, his throat couldn't help rolling, "How's your... injury, are you okay?"

"It's almost healed, thank you grandpa for your concern." Xuanyuan Mo replied lightly.

But Patriarch Xuanyuan didn't believe it. He found the medical records hanging by the bed and read it again, only to find it shocking.

All the illnesses on Xuanyuan Mo's body were recorded in detail on the medical record folder.

Looking at the past one by one, one can't help but sigh with emotion, how strong do you have to be to endure the severe pain in your body, and calmly say that you are almost healed.

"Didn't you always like the winery under the Xuanyuan family's name? After you leave the hospital, the winery will belong to you." Xuanyuan Patriarch said, "But the premise is that you must actively cooperate with the treatment, get well soon stand up."

Xuanyuan Mo was really shocked that Patriarch Xuanyuan, who had always been strict with him, would say such words now.

"Why, don't you want it?" Patriarch Xuanyuan asked him again when he saw that he was silent.

Only then did Xuanyuan Mo shake his head, "No, of course I want it. It's just that I was a little surprised that Grandpa would give me that winery. My memory, the winery is very important to you."

"It used to be very important, because with a winery, I can have countless wines that I can't finish, and I can even fill my collection with fake ones."

But now, these are not important anymore.

Money and wealth are things outside the body, whether they are born or not, Patriarch Xuanyuan takes them lightly.

"I just hope that Ah Qing can meet me before she dies, so that we don't have any regrets between each other." Patriarch Xuanyuan said sincerely.

The old housekeeper also spoke at the right time, "Yes, Young Master Mo, the old man just wants to be an ordinary person now, with a harmonious family and a happy life."