Difficult to leave

In the ward of the hospital, Mrs. Gao held the arm of the man beside him with her thin and old hand, stared at Jiang Xueqing with cloudy eyes, and could not utter a complete sentence with her trembling lips.

Jiang Xueqing pressed the back of old Mrs. Gao's bony hand, "Grandpa, take a good rest, I understand what you mean."

Old Mrs. Gao closed her eyes, and a tear flowed down the mottled wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.Jiang Xueqing covered the old man with a quilt and left the ward.

On the sofa in the ward was a gossip magazine, one of the protagonists on the cover of the magazine, Jiang Xueqing, could not be more familiar, and the men and women around him have not been the same for so many years.

At the door, Mrs. Gao's attending doctor shook his head, Jiang Xueqing turned the watch on his wrist, "Understood, I will notify Gao Ying as soon as possible."

The phone rang, Jiang Xueqing looked at the name on the display, hesitated for a moment, nodded to the doctor and turned into a relatively quiet stairwell.

Before the call was connected, Jiang Xueqing took a deep breath, pressed the answer button and called Big Brother.

Jiang Xuesong's voice on the phone was still old-fashioned, but there was still Jiang Xueqing's familiar annoyance in the voice today.

In fact, after careful calculation, he and Gao Ying have been together for so many years, every time his elder brother calls, is there any one time he is happy.

"Last time you told me that you were going to send Mr. Gao off for the last time. You have always valued friendship and I will not stop you. It's just that you have to plan early in the days to come. It's time for you to come back."

Jiang Xuesong's voice was cold and hard, Jiang Xueqing leaned against the wall on one side, looked down at the ground, the top of her shiny leather shoes was not stained.

"I know, brother, don't worry."

"Don't worry!" Jiang Xuesong on the other end of the phone raised his voice.Encountering Jiang Xueqing and Gao Ying's mess, Jiang Xuesong's good self-cultivation over the past few decades has been fed to the dogs.

"Grandpa Gao has been admitted to the hospital, and he is on his last breath. He is still having a good time outside. You didn't read how ugly those lace magazines wrote about him. How much you have wiped his ass secretly over the years, I need to remind you Are you? Are you going to be dragged by Gao Ying for the rest of your life and ruin your life?"

Immediately after Jiang Xuesong's end came the sound of vessels breaking. Jiang Xueqing propped her forehead with one hand, and leaned the back of her head against the hard wall, "Brother, I've been sorry to you and the Jiang family for so many years. When grandpa's funeral is over, I will Just come back, Gao Ying and I...it's time to get it over with."

Gao Ying knocked on the desk irritably, "There is still no news?" As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help picking up the mobile phone that he had put upside down on the desk a few minutes ago. There were still only three people in Jiang Xueqing's column. His last message a month ago was that his grandfather was seriously ill and admitted to the hospital, and he asked him to take time to visit the old man.

Gao Ying buckled the phone back, raised her head to look at Mi, and pulled the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, Gao Ying's eyebrows were twitched together, "Who made you laugh!"

The secretary immediately sullenly said, "There is no news about Mr. Jiang."

Gao Ying took the magazine on the table, "It doesn't make sense, the news is flying all over the sky, I don't believe he can't read it."

The secretary's throat tightened, and he clutched the documents held in front of his chest, "Actually...Mr. Jiang didn't care much about these things two years ago."

After the secretary finished speaking, the toes on the inside of the leather shoes were buckled tightly. He could have said nothing, but he couldn't bear it.He is a secretary, and he takes the salary of the boss, and he does things for whoever pays.It's just that the boss has been acting too much in the past few years. Mr. Jiang is so nice, I really don't understand why the boss wants to stimulate him in every way.

"You know shit!"

Gao Ying grabbed the phone on the table and took another look, "I don't care, he can still follow me and clean up the mess!"

Why is there no news yet? Could it be that he hasn't done enough!

"Boss, Mr. Gao has been in the hospital for such a long time, and you haven't visited it, and some things outside are not pleasant. Do you want to find a chance to go and have a look?"

Gao Ying snorted, he wanted to go, but his old man had to be willing.He went there several times, and was beaten out each time.It's not that the old man doesn't know what the bodyguards around his grandfather used to do, but he did it on purpose. He got bruised every time he went there. I really doubt that the old man beat him for an excuse.

"Let the outsiders say what they want to say. How can outsiders know what is true or not? Do I need to break up with some irrelevant people?"

It can be said that there are more people, and the false ones become true. It is because outsiders don't know the inside story, it is easier to be deceived.

The secretary only dared to whisper this in his heart, but he dared not say it out loud.

The mobile phone rang, and Gao Ying almost couldn't hold the mobile phone steadily. Looking at it, Gao Ying's face lit up.

I cleared my throat and propped my desk with one hand, thinking that I still have to put on a show and not be too excited, who made you ignore me for so long.

"Hello." Gao Ying said calmly.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Xueqing's voice was always cold and clear, "Grandpa is dying, you should come to the hospital quickly."

Gao Ying rushed to the hospital, and there was a circle of people in front of Mrs. Gao's ward, all with red eye circles.Gao Ying tightened her hands, opened the door of the ward and went in. Jiang Xueqing was sitting in front of the bed and was turning her head to look at him.

He lost some weight, probably because he was tired of taking care of grandpa during this time.

Gao Ying closed the door and walked over.Jiang Xueqing stood up and gave him the seat, and the two passed by, smelling the faint scent of tea on Jiang Xueqing's body, Gao Ying couldn't help taking a few more sips.How long has he not smelled this smell, half a year, or a year...

Jiang Xueqing closed the door of the ward and sat on a chair outside the ward. A message came in from the phone, which belonged to a lawyer.

"Mr. Jiang, I have prepared everything you need."

Old Mrs. Gao looked at Gao Ying, raised his hand with great effort, and waved it on his face. Unfortunately, the palm of the old man's long illness was not very powerful, and the soft brush on Gao Ying's face seemed to be touching him.

Gao Ying stood up and knelt in front of his grandfather's hospital bed, not as rebellious as he was outside.

In the past, his grandfather beat him frequently, and every time he beat him, he had to lie in bed for half a month.He never thought that his grandfather would be so weak.

"I know you are angry, but you can't see me."

With tears in his eyes, Mrs. Gao hit Gao Ying's shoulder with his limp fist. His mouth was trembling, and it took him a long time to say something vague about being unfilial.

Gao Ying held his grandfather's fist, "Grandpa, I will fight myself, don't be angry."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and slapped himself hard on the face twice.

The voice was so loud that everyone outside the ward couldn't help looking over it. Only Jiang Xueqing looked at the phone calmly, and the screen of the phone was still stuck on the interface of replying to the lawyer.

Old Mrs. Gao turned his face away, he didn't know how many times he should say in the early years.He was really exhausted and couldn't take care of it.

He pointed at Gao Ying tremblingly, and said in his mouth, "Promise...guaranteed..."

Gao Ying was taken aback for a moment, and there was a moment of sourness in his heart.When he was determined to be with Jiang Xueqing back then, he knelt down in front of his grandfather and wrote a letter of guarantee just like today.

Gao Ying turned her head, "I haven't forgotten."

Old Mrs. Gao exerted all her strength, "Okay...ok...to him. Xueqing...okay...my child."

Gao Ying's face turned blue from suffocation, watching old Mrs. Gao's undulating chest gradually disappear.

He fiercely suppressed the tears welling up to the corners of his eyes. Grandpa didn't like him crying since he was a child, and he couldn't cry.

Gao Ying's relatives were weak since he was a child. He lost his parents and was raised by his grandfather.Ever since she was a child, Gao Ying never disobeyed him, only being self-willed towards her grandfather once on Jiang Xueqing.

Back then, his grandfather said that since he tried every means to lure him in, he must be treated well.

Too bad he doesn't seem to make it.