The beloved one is back, and the CEO of the Holy Son is seeking to get back together every day.

Shen Qingshang had already poured a small cup of warm water. He inserted a straw into the cup and carefully placed it to Mr. Shen's mouth.

The old man took a few sips of water from Shen Qingshang's hand, then shook his head gently.

He now looked very calm, not at all as aggressive as he was when he came to Triumph Bay.

That is, this kind of calmness is filled with the depression that life is about to come to an end.

After resting for a while, Mr. Shen spoke hoarsely: "I don't have much time left..."

His voice was weak, old, and filled with reluctance.

Ever since he entered the hospital, Mr. Shen knew that his health was failing, but he didn't expect that he would drag it out and actually make it to today.

However, he was still unwilling to give up, because Shen Qingzhe's second wife was pregnant and the child had not been born yet.

Mr. Shen admitted that he had always been afraid of death, but at this moment, he was not as scared as he had imagined. Instead, he was able to accept it calmly.

After all, no matter how unwilling he was, he couldn't change anything.

Shen Qingshang listened and suppressed the emotions surging in his heart, "Let's cooperate with the doctor's treatment. No one can predict what will happen in the future."

Mr. Shen moved his mouth and said, "It's already this time, do you still want to lie to me?"

Mr. Shen was actually conscious all the time, but his body functions were too poor to support him to wake up.

Sometimes he even thought that instead of living in this muddle-headed state, it would be better to just die. At least he wouldn't have to live a life worse than death.

Shen Qingshang didn't know what to say, so he just stood quietly beside the bed.

"Do you hate me very much?"

Old Master Shen looked at the son in front of him whom he loved and hated, and asked this question in a low voice.

Shen Qingshang looked at Mr. Shen without saying a word, and his eyes did not change at all.

He felt that at this moment, it didn't matter whether he hated her or not.

"I know I'm going to die soon, but I still feel like there are still many things I want to do but haven't had time to do them yet..."

"Maybe you're right. If I can be more open-minded and stop thinking about controlling my younger generations, maybe my life will be easier..."

Shen Qingshang didn't want to listen to the old man talking about these old things. "Okay, you should rest up and think about what else needs to be arranged. There is no point in talking about these things now."

Shen Qingshang felt that at this point, if Mr. Shen continued to regret the past, it would only make everyone unhappy and would not have any effect.

Mr. Shen closed his eyes and said, "I didn't expect that the person who stayed by my side at the last moment was you..."

Shen Qingshang felt hurt. He also knew that the old man wanted people from the second house to come, but they refused.

"I don't want to either."

Shen Qingshang's tone was even colder than the old man's.

The expression on Mr. Shen's face froze for a moment, and a trace of helplessness appeared on his old face: "I understand. If it were me, I would not want to guard a dying person."

"You and Xingyao must hate me in your heart, right?"

Shen Qingshang didn't want to answer this question, but when the old man mentioned Shen Xingyao, his emotions came up again: "Do you still expect us to respect you like we did in the past?"

"I don't understand. Xingyao didn't do anything wrong. Why can't you tolerate him?"

"He is the eldest son and grandson of the Shen family. The Shen family has grown stronger under his leadership. What's wrong with that?"

"If you hadn't been targeting him all along, our family wouldn't have come to this point today!"