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There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the ward, entangled with the dust in the sun, and swirling in the room.

Zhong Qiu stood beside the hospital bed and stretched out his hand to tease the bird. The parrot knew him and let his hand caress its feathers, calling Qiuqiu baby from time to time.

"Accordingly, pets are not allowed to enter here." Zhong Qiu laughed: "It seems that you have spent a lot of money."

The old man sitting on the hospital bed had a dark face: "It's none of your business, it's not your money that was spent."

He looked at Zhong Qiu's gauze-wrapped left hand, and immediately frowned and asked, "What's wrong with your hand, what happened?"

"It was accidentally scratched, it's been dealt with, it's not a big problem." Zhong Qiu touched his hand, and gently picked out the bow that Fu Ying had tied for himself, with a heavier smile on his face.

"I just think why do you do this?" Zhong Qiu put down his hands and looked at him: "When she's gone, you still want to keep the bird she raised by your side. You obviously don't like it, so why force yourself."

Zhong Hengzhong emphasized with a dark face: "I bought this bird for your mother when she celebrated her birthday!"

"Really? I haven't heard her say that." Zhong Qiu said indifferently: "Her attitude towards birds is much better than towards you."

The parrot stood on the shelf and chirped twice, then suddenly spread its wings and screamed at Zhong Hengzhong: "Old man! What are you doing back here! Go back where you came from! Don't come back with a foul smell!"

Zhong Qiu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, thinking that his mother really had the visceral taste of cursing people back then, as expected of a cursing parrot trained by Ms.

He stood on the side in a daze, without any intention of holding down the restless bird beside him, allowing him to play freely, jumping and cursing in this ward to waste energy.

After all, the bird raised by his mother scolded his scumbag father, rounded up, it means that his mother's spirit is scolding people in this world.I don't know how many years this bird can live. He has to cherish this kind of scolding every time he hears it.

"Just listen to it scolding me, don't you?" Zhong Heng hammered hard on the bed, raised his finger and scolded Zhong Qiu: "Do you think of me as your father?"

Zhong Qiu stretched out his hand to soothe the parrot's blown fur, lowered his eyes and said, "If I didn't treat you as my father, I wouldn't be called to the hospital by a single call from you, and I wouldn't be sitting here."

The parrot gradually calmed down. In the ward, only Zhong Hengzhong was panting because of anger. Zhong Qiu sat down by the bed and sent Fu Ying a message.

There is a new Thai restaurant near the company. The neighbors like to eat mangoes. I don’t know if they also like Thai food. Last time I heard from Feng Qing that the curry crab there seems to be pretty good...

"I heard from your brother earlier that there was something wrong with the company's fire drill and someone was injured?" Zhong Heng stared at him: "But he said that you will take care of it soon, so I don't need to worry."

Zhong Qiu looked at the phone without raising his eyes: "I remember that I am my mother's only child, where did my brother come from?"

Zhong Heng choked, and before he had time to reprimand him, Zhong Qiu continued: "The one who was injured was not an employee of the company, but a friend of mine. He didn't know that there was going to be a fire drill that day, and he sprained his ankle because of the sudden alarm. There's nothing wrong with that." The problem."

"I see you are hugging him in the photo. When did you meet him?" Zhong Heng squinted his eyes: "Why have I never seen him before, and I haven't heard you say it before."

"What kind of friends do I know, what do I do, and I have to report to you?" Zhong Qiu frowned: "When my mother was here, she didn't care about me so much."

Seeing that the person on the hospital bed in front of him was about to get angry again, he sighed and said, "Okay, you're not in good health, so don't be angry. You can't stop getting angry all day long, and it's not you who suffers."

Zhong Heng was taken aback, and stared at Zhong Qiu's face carefully for a while, trying to distinguish whether his rare concern was sincere or fake, but his son's face was expressionless, so he couldn't see anything.

"Do you think I want to be angry?" Zhong Heng said angrily, "It's not all because of you."

Zhong Qiu smiled: "You don't have to be angry with me, even if you are angry, it won't change anything, why don't you save time and take medicine, try to live for two more years, teach Zhong Xu to be a good person, don't be all day long Fantastic."

He looked around the ward and found that they were basically the old man's things. He couldn't help raising his eyebrows and asked, "Why isn't Zhong Xu here? Doesn't he wish he could be stationed in the hospital 24 hours a day and stay with you all day long?"

"He also has his own affairs, so why don't you let him be busy if you're busy with work?" Mentioning Zhong Xu, the old man's voice softened a little.

Zhong Qiu snorted: "I almost forgot that you also used the pension money to start a company for him. After all these years, the company is still alive?"

"How do you talk!" The old man was anxious again.

Zhong Qiu smiled, acting as if what he said was the truth, and there was no need for you to get angry and defend, which made Zhong Hengzhong feel that his blood pressure was a little high again.

There was a knock on the door of the ward, and Zhong Xu's voice came from outside.

"Dad, it's me."

Zhong Qiu immediately restrained the expression on his face, put down his crossed legs, straightened his clothes and sat up straight.

Zhong Xu entered the door and found that Zhong Qiu was there, he was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "My little brother is also here, I didn't expect you to come so early."

Zhong Hengzhong snorted angrily: "He just arrived too, not much earlier than you."

"Why did you call me here?" Zhong Qiu asked in a cold voice with no expression on his face, "I have other things to do, so I don't have time to stay."

Zhong Xu sat down on the other side of the old man, took out a document from his bag and said, "Dad, I've already printed out the plan."

Zhong Heng nodded emphatically, took out his presbyopic glasses and put them on, handed the plan to Zhong Qiu and said, "Look at this, Zhong Xu showed it to me yesterday, I think it's good."

"If you think it's good, why show it to me." Zhong Qiu didn't answer, still with a cold face.

"Of course, if you think it's good, let Zhong Xu implement this plan." The old man threw the plan directly on Zhong Qiu's lap.

Zhong Qiu clicked his tongue, picked up the plan and flipped through it twice, he suddenly frowned and looked at Zhong Xu.

The plan in hand is not the one taken from him, it should be re-evaluated by Zhong Xu himself.Zhong Qiu read two more pages, ignoring the grievances between the two of them, this proposal is really good.

He closed the plan and said lightly, "That's right, it doesn't look like something you can come up with."

It is said that scholars should treat each other with admiration for three days. It seems that this principle is also applicable to Zhong Xu, a waste. After all, all living beings are equal, and waste should also have spring.

Zhong Xu seemed not to have heard his sarcasm, with a smile on his face, he took out another document from his bag and handed it to the old man, saying: "Father, here is another copy. You obviously mean to show me both plans , Let him decide to make a better one, why did he forget this all of a sudden.”

"This isn't good enough, so we don't need to take it out." Zhong Hengzhong suddenly raised his voice, glared at him, and asked Zhong Xu to take back the project proposal he took out later.

At this moment, Zhong Qiu suddenly stretched out his hand, and pressed down on the plan that was just taken out above the quilt.

"It's all taken out, so it's okay to let me take a look." He pulled the plan out of the old man's hand with force.

After turning the page and reading two pages, Zhong Qiu raised his eyebrows and laughed.

This is the plan I got from myself, but some parts were revised later, and it was slightly improved, but it didn't help much, and it was better than nothing.

Zhong Qiu glanced at the old man, then at Zhong Xu, and threw the plan back on the bed.

Zhong Qiu: "The quality is of course the first one, and it's much better."

"Father also thought so before." Zhong Xu answered immediately, looked at Zhong Qiu with a smile, and said softly: "It seems that my brother and father have the same opinion."

Zhong Qiu crossed his legs and said calmly: "Of course, after all, a semi-finished product cannot be compared with a finished product."

"What do you mean?" Zhong Xu paused.

"Literally." Zhong Qiu turned sideways and took out a plan from the bag he carried with him and put it on the hospital bed. He leaned on the back of the chair and said warmly: "I also have a plan here, you might as well take a look at it." After all, both of us were asked to prepare a business plan from the beginning, and now you only look at one person, which is too partial."

As soon as Zhong Qiu's words fell, the parrot on the shelf stretched out its wings and called again: "You old man who is biased, get out of here, I, who will allow you to enter the gate of my house?"

Seeing Zhong Xu and Zhong Hengzhong's expressions immediately turned ugly, Zhong Qiu let out his first genuine laugh since arriving in the ward.He reached out and touched the parrot, and comforted him, "Don't bark safely, it's a bit noisy."

The parrot flapped its wings and immediately calmed down, then turned its head and rubbed Zhong Qiu's palm, making a purring sound from its throat.

Zhong Qiu waited for the old man to finish the project proposal, he observed Zhong Xu's expression, he thought it was funny and funny, but he was worried that the old man couldn't smile a few words, it was really boring.

The phone rang suddenly, Zhong Qiu picked it up and saw it was a new email.

【Target Related】

Click to open it, and the first one is a photo of Fu Ying when he was a child. The old photo is a bit blurry, but the little neighbor is smiling happily at the camera. Even if he has lost a tooth, it does not affect his bright smile.

Zhong Qiu frowned, and continued to scroll down.

Next to Fu Ying was a little girl, wearing a floral skirt, grinning like his brother.Both siblings had dimples at the corners of their mouths, and the adult standing behind him also smiled brightly.

It seems that this is a happy family of four.

Before Zhong Qiu went to read the rest of the content carefully, he heard a sound on the hospital bed.

Zhong Heng closed Zhong Qiu's project again, took off his presbyopic glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. After a long time, he sighed and said, "It's indeed a good project."

Zhong Qiu smiled, but in the next second his smile froze on his face.

Zhong Hengzhong: "Combine the first plan with yours. For this case, the two of you should work together."

The author says:

Zhong Qiu: I hate the word cooperation the most.

Parrot: Protect our baby Fang Qiuqiu!

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The parrot is a fictional creature. It is smart and can live for a long time, and its fur is beautiful. I don’t know if it exists in reality, but it is a fictional product. I am the creator.