Boss, stay!

When Xu Chaoming was being picked up, a tall, thin girl came out from behind Xu Chaoming, and asked, "Brother Xu is going out? Is someone coming to pick you up? Can you let me go?"

Xu Chaoming had a cold face the whole time: "I have something to do, it's inconvenient, and it's not on the way." When he got into Ji Kangcheng's car, his brows were still unfurled.

Ji Kangcheng thought it was quite funny: "Annoying?"

Xu Chaoming propped his forehead: "I really don't understand, what's the point of squatting with me all the time if the client doesn't run away by himself, but he and Li An have the same routine, either smiling or pretending to be pitiful, so that people can't even lose their temper."

Seeing that he was really annoyed, Ji Kangcheng comforted him: "Then what, the workplace is like a battlefield, and if she comes to cheat, you will also cheat, draw the flames of war far away, encircle Wei and save Zhao, you don't bother to pry her, as long as someone pries her client, She won't have time to stare at you, the enemy of an enemy is a friend!" He had never been in the workplace before, and what he said was only on paper.

But Xu Chaoming smiled and said, "You are just as bad as I want." Apart from being a bit emotionally sloppy, he just doesn't care too much about it. If someone provokes him, he hasn't reached the realm of Buddhist work.

Ji Kangcheng was very proud: "Oh, otherwise, why would it be called not a family, and don't enter the family!"

When I arrived at Mr. Guo’s ward in time for lunch, there was a lot of laughter inside. I opened the door and went in. I saw three or five familiar faces eating around the small table in the single ward. Zhao Weiqin was squeezing in front of the bed to feed Mr. Guo. Eat rice, whispering softly like coaxing a child: "Eat three more bites, I will count for you."

Standing next to him was a very elite-looking man, with one hand still in his pocket, but he said, "Wei Qin, go eat, let me feed you, they will finish up the meat later!"

Boss Ji speculated with the mood of a person who has been here, and felt that Wen Qi probably has an underestimated enemy. The man has a mature charm, and his style is incomparable to students like Wen Qi.

a rival.

These people are all students that Mr. Guo sponsored in the past. They came to see Mr. Guo at the homestay. They got acquainted with Boss Ji and warmly entertained Boss Ji. It’s pork ribs made by Xiao Zhao, and the craftsmanship is good.”

What is rare is not the few ribs, but the home-cooked taste in the ribs, which is incomparable to the food in restaurants.

Boss Ji saw that those people were all looking at the ribs, so he picked up a piece and stuffed it to Xu Chaoming: "Taste it, I have eaten Xiao Zhao's cooking more than once or twice."

Boss Ji still has such conveniences, and everyone is envious.

Mr. Guo was so thin that he lost shape, with protruding cheekbones and sunken eye sockets, like a thin layer of blue skin on an old skull. He just smiled wearily at Boss Ji.

Mr. Guo didn't have the strength to talk to them, and he wanted to rest after eating, so those people left. Zhao Weiqin went to see off the guests, and Boss Ji simply asked him to go out for a walk. He and Xu Chaoming stayed by Mr. Guo's bed. The old man slept soundly He was not stable, and he woke up after a while, humming uncomfortably. Ji Kangcheng and Xu Chaoming cooperated and turned him over. Is my house still there?"

"Keep it. Xiao Zhao, the flower on the balcony, is taking good care of it. The pomegranate flowers on the mountain are also in bloom. It's orange-red, and it's very beautiful. The people in the hotel miss you too, and everyone is waiting for you to go back."

Mr. Guo smiled: "Old Mr. Zhao said that living in a suite costs money, and he mentioned it to me once a day, arguing to change to a double bed room. If the suite had a kitchen, he would have changed rooms a long time ago, so he was disobedient."

Ji Kangcheng smiled: "Xiao Zhao is a sincere child."

"It's so honest, I want to be discharged from the hospital, but he won't let me, they won't let me, actually... Actually..."

In fact, even if he stayed in the hospital, he would be delayed for a few days, and he knew it in his heart.

At this point, I really want to go home, to a comfortable and familiar place.It's just that at this point, talking by yourself doesn't count.

Ji Kangcheng also knew what he meant, so he said: "I will discuss it with Xiao Zhao, and I will persuade him for you."

Mr. Guo squinted his eyes and nodded: "How is he and that boy?" Look, none of these things will be told to me... I am, it hurts to watch him behind his back."

Boss Ji comforted him: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Let them solve the young people's affairs by themselves."

"That's right... I've lived my whole life, and at this point, I've taken it lightly. What does it matter if it's male, female, old, or young? At the end of the journey, there is a close friend It's better to be accompanied by others, to talk about one's own words, to chat about family affairs..." He muttered, and fell asleep again.

Old age is always a painful situation.

Zhao Weiqin didn't delay for too long, and came with two sets of meals. He thought they hadn't eaten, so he went to the hospital cafeteria to bring them boxed lunches, and sweated all over. Seeing that Mr. Guo fell asleep, he moved lightly and spoke more slowly.

But when it came to getting Mr. Guo out of the hospital, he was very firm. Even though Boss Ji drove to comfort him for a long time, he finally said slowly, "I'll consult my family."

He always felt that the hospital was the place to save lives. Even if something happened to Mr. Guo, there would still be doctors on call to help him take care of him. When he was discharged from the hospital, he was just waiting to die.

In fact, he is still a big boy, it is normal to be uncertain about life and death. From another angle, the ones lying here are his relatives. Maybe Ji Kangcheng has the determination to bring him home and wait for his death.

I can only say to Zhao Weiqin: "Let me know when you've decided, and I'll pick you up."

Zhao Weiqin made a quick decision, and the phone call came the next afternoon. Although Mr. Guo's room at Taiyan Mountain has been reserved, the destination of his discharge this time is not the homestay at Taiyan Mountain, but Mr. Guo. s home.

Mr. Guo insisted on going home.

The house had no time to be cleaned before coming here, and it smelled of dust that had not been lived in for a long time, but the smell was familiar and friendly, and Mr. Guo was obviously a little happy. He couldn't wait for someone to change the sheets and quilts, so he lay down on his bed contentedly.

Fortunately, besides Zhao Weiqin and Tan Liangmu, the two of them were like the male version of the snail girl. In one afternoon, they cleaned up the empty house and made it suitable for living.

In order to take care of Mr. Guo conveniently, Tan Liangmu and Zhao Weiqin decided to be live-in escorts.

Mr. Guo’s condition is not good. Boss Ji ran here every three days. Mr. Guo could still smile at him when he came back for the first time. Mr. Guo didn’t wake up when he came back the second time. Confused, I yelled all night, calling people's names in dialect, but I couldn't hear who it was, it made people unbearable, and people didn't even drink water.

Boss Ji felt that Mr. Guo's situation was not good. He grew up so old, and the only death he experienced was Ji Shan. Ji Shan didn't die normally, and stayed with a patient until he died?He really didn't have this kind of experience, so when he asked Ling Qiushi, Ling Qiushi was also at a loss, but she acted righteously, thinking that they were a group of juniors, and came here specially to give the young people courage.

It can only be used to boost courage, and Ling Qiu vows that it has no practical use in this regard.

In the end, Xu Chaoming asked his mother and asked for some real experience. He was afraid that the little experience in the process of word of mouth would not be enough to lose through transmission, so he simply came when Ji Kangcheng came.

The few people who used to visit Mr. Guo at the B&B before heard that they also rushed over. Everyone gathered together, but they were at a loss and could only wait for the death of the old man.

Colorful clouds are easy to disperse, glass is brittle, and life is sometimes too fragile.

It took two and a half days like this. In the evening, Mr. Guo suddenly woke up. A group of people surrounded him with blind optimism. For the rest of your life, don't wrong yourself, don't wrong yourself."

Zhao Wei and Qin agreed, and when Mr. Guo let go, the tears in his mouth came down, and he asserted almost desperately: "This is the return of the light!" It extinguished everyone's blind optimism.

However, this statement is not false.

Mr. Guo did not live to the three months predicted by the hospital, so he left that night.