[Ultraman] Breeder

After that day, the next day, Mr. Chen brought Chen Shiqian to visit again. One was to apologize for Chen Yi's matter, and the other was for their wedding.

What the old man meant was that since the marriage certificate had been obtained, the wedding had to be put on the agenda.

Both Chen Shiqian and Sang Jiu are not very ceremonial people. They agreed that the wedding can be held or not. However, the parents of both parties feel that there are still some things that need to be done according to the procedures. Especially Mr. Chen seems to be in a hurry, and he needs to find the master immediately. It's a good day.

When they left Meng's house, the two followed behind. Chen Shiqian deliberately opened the distance in front, and turned to ask her, "If you don't want to be in such a hurry to hold the wedding, can we take it easy?"

Sang Jiu didn't resist that much, but she was a little puzzled. She simply said, "I just think that the old man is a little anxious this time."

Hearing this, Chen Shiqian looked at the hunched back and trembling back in front of him. Compared with Mr. Meng, who was a few years older than him, he looked much older.

He withdrew his gaze and said flatly, "The doctor said he would last at most half a year."

Sang Jiu gasped, not knowing how to respond.

Compared to her bewilderment, Chen Shiqian was obviously more calm. He squeezed her hand and comforted her: "Don't think too much, birth, old age, illness and death are normal."

Sang Jiu sighed silently, feeling distressed and bitter, she almost forgot that the person in front of her was less afraid of death than anyone else.

After the last rain of spring passed, it was summer in Shanghai, and Mr. Chen's condition took a sharp turn for the worse in May.When Sang Jiu went to see him, he was speechless and in a daze.

Because of the old man's illness, the whole Chen family was in a state of chaos. Only Chen Shiqian still lived his life step by step, going to school every day as usual, and sometimes coming to the company early after class to pick up Sang Jiu and go back to his apartment together.Occasionally, he would go to Chen's house, and every time he met Chen Yi, he would inevitably be scolded by her as "heartless", but he always had a calm expression, didn't take it seriously, came and went in a hurry, and never stayed long.

Sang Jiu saw it in his eyes, but never asked too many questions, so he followed him to Chen's house from time to time to anger Chen Yi.She was very talkative and had a tricky temper. Chen Yi said that she was no more than a junior, so he had no choice but to slam the door with a cold face. At this time, the family could have a moment of peace.

On the night that the old man was transferred to the ICU, Sang Jiu happened to be in the imperial capital. When she arrived at the hospital, all members of the Chen family were guarding outside the ward.Chen Shiqian bent his legs and leaned against the wall, with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Sang Jiu walked up to him and called him softly: "Chen Shiqian."

Hearing the voice, he raised his head and smiled, "Here we come."

His complexion is really not very good, his cheeks are much thinner, and his eyes are full of bloodshot eyes. Even so, he still cares about her, "Did you eat something just after getting off the plane?"

Sang Jiu didn't want to lie to him, but still nodded, "I've eaten."

In the next second, Chen Shiqian took her hand and walked through the corridor.

"Dad is lying in the rescue right now, you still have the mood to think about other things!"

Chen Yi sat on the chair with her arms folded, looked at them with frowns, her tone was not kind.

The rest of the people in the corridor turned to them when they heard the movement.

Chen Shiqian pressed Sang Jiu's impulsive hand, frowned and said indifferently: "I grew up outside, so naturally I can't compare to your deep feelings."

After speaking, he turned around and left without waiting for the others to react.

At the elevator entrance, Sang Jiu hurriedly pulled him, "Where are you going?"

The figures of the two were reflected in the stainless steel elevator door of the hospital. After pressing the elevator button, Chen Shiqian turned his head to look at her for a while, and then said, "I'm hungry, go eat with me."

Sang Jiu's eyelids twitched, and he followed his words, "Okay, I'll accompany you."

There are many restaurants near the hospital. Chen Shiqian randomly picked a wonton shop and ordered two wontons in chicken soup. He even told the boss not to put green onions.

Two bowls of savory wonton soup were served, even though Sangjiu was hungry, he quickly picked up chopsticks and swallowed two whole.

Chen Shiqian has been running between the school and the hospital for the past few days. When he was busy, he couldn't even take care of his meals. Seeing that she was eating well, his appetite also increased, and he buried himself in several meals.

Seeing that he was eating happily, Sang Jiu took a few from his own bowl and gave him some.

Looking at the number of wontons that suddenly appeared in the bowl, Chen Shiqian raised his head subconsciously.

Sang Jiu was staring at him with a smile on his face, and said frankly, "I can't eat that much."

If he couldn't even see such an obvious intention, he would really be a teacher in vain.He put down his chopsticks and smiled helplessly, "I wanted to bring you to dinner, but it turned out that you were with me."

Sang Jiu blinked, "I ate it."

There was a layer of glistening oil floating on the surface of the bowl of soup on the opposite side, and there were not many wontons left underneath. He didn't eat much of the mulberry wine, but most of it went into his stomach.

As she said, she did eat it.

Chen Shiqian couldn't understand her logic, so he could only nod his head in agreement.

After all, Sangjiu's anti-observation ability is always superior to others.

Suddenly feeling a pain in his cheek, he looked up and saw Sang Jiu pinching his face with both hands, and there seemed to be a little bit of blame in his words:

"Professor Chen, have you been eating properly during my absence?"

Before he could return, she heard her say:

"It's only been a week and the chin is sharp." After speaking, he poked his jaw line casually.

"It's not that exaggerated." Chen Shiqian took her paws off his face and calmly analyzed, "Generally speaking, men's metabolism and energy consumption are higher than women's. Even if they sit still, they consume less calories." It must be bigger than a woman, not to mention that I move every day, so you will feel that I am thinner."

Someone's teacher's soul is on fire, as if he regards this as a classroom and regards her as a student who is paying attention to the class.

It's a pity that since she was a child, she has been the kind of student that the teacher has the most trouble with.

Sang Jiu stuffed a wonton to cover his mouth, "If this is the case, then hurry up and eat more."

The wonton skin wrapped in soup and the smell of meat filled the entire mouth. After Chen Shiqian swallowed slowly, seeing her puffy look, he felt that the fatigue and haze of the past few days had disappeared, and it was rare that he had time to relax. Joking with her, "How dare I disobey Mrs. Chen's order, after all, everyone knows that I fear guilt."

"Who are you?" Sang Jiu squinted and raised his chin.

"You, me," he pointed, "oh, and wontons."

Sang Jiu was amused by his rhetoric, rolled his eyes and said "boring".

They only sneaked in for half an hour, and when they returned, the old man had already been transferred to the general ward. The VIP ward was full of people, not like visiting patients, but relatives.

The old man was lying on the hospital bed with his trachea inserted, his eyes half-opened, and he saw them raise their hands.

Seeing this, the people in the house gave way to them one after another.

"Shi...qian..." The old man struggled to utter two words from his throat.

Chen Shiqian stood beside the bed holding Sang Jiu, without saying a word.

The old man closed his eyelids heavily as if he had expected it, and ordered his assistant to let the rest of the people out. Sang Jiu wanted to leave, but he stopped him.

Although Chen Yi was not angry, she was dragged away by Chen Shi with a cold face.

There were only three of them left in the slightly crowded ward just now.

The old man's eyes fell on the hands they held tightly, with a gratified smile on his face, he looked at Sang Jiu, and said intermittently: "I feel relieved to have you by Shi Qian's side, but it's a pity that I'm afraid I won't be able to see it." It's your wedding."

To a person who is already terminally ill and still dying, Sang Jiu can never be truly heartless, let alone theoretically speaking, she should call him "Daddy".

She would not be stingy with showing mercy to a dying person, even if it was just a word of relief.

"Don't say that, our wedding date is still waiting for you to decide."

The old man smiled wearily. He had long looked down on life and death, but he still had unfulfilled wishes before he died. He turned to look at Chen Shiqian, the son he had hoped for but was abandoned by him. His eyes were mostly his mother's. The shadow of her, but her personality is exactly the same as her own.

"Your mother would be delighted to see you married and established," he said.

There was no fluctuation on Chen Shiqian's face, looking at him was like looking at a stranger, but as always he didn't like the Chen family mentioning her mother, and the disgust and indifference in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

"You don't deserve to mention her."

Hearing his words, the old man was not surprised. He seemed to be used to it. It was only at this moment that he was willing to speak out, mixed with disappointment and regret. His voice trembled so badly that he almost cried, "I don't expect you to call me Father, I also know that you have hated me all these years, hated that I didn't believe you back then, and insisted on sending you abroad even before your mother's funeral, and it took 15 years..."

The more he spoke, the more emotional he became. After just a few words, he was already in tears.

What happened back then, Sang Jiu only knew that the final result was that Chen Shiqian was hurriedly sent abroad, but he didn't know that he didn't even have time to attend the funeral of his biological mother.

So why did those people point their noses and scold him with such treatment, and why should they tell him to put it down!

He is the person who should feel indebted most in this world!

Listening to the old man's confession, Sang Jiu's heart felt like being pricked by a needle, stabbing again and again, and all the sympathy for him that had just arisen just now disappeared at this moment.

Such a man is not fit to be a father at all.

Chen Shiqian looked coldly at this person with whom he was 90.00% blood related. At this moment, he was lying on the hospital bed and confessing to him all the past with great hatred. He just thought it was funny, "You should say these things to my mother."

"From the moment you abandoned her for profit, all the beliefs in her heart have completely collapsed. It's just that she is too stupid to be fooled by you again and again and refuses to recognize it, otherwise how could she die? I can't even enter your Chen family's ancestral grave."

The old man was poked in the sore spot, his breathing suddenly became short of breath, his whole face was flushed red, his hands were slapping wildly in the air, and he kicked the bed with his legs and feet.

"Chen Shiqian, call the doctor."

Sensing that something was wrong, Sang Jiu hurriedly called him.

And Chen Shiqian was stupefied, his eyes were red, he stood aside and looked at him coldly, indifferent to his struggle.

The monitor next to the bed beeped piercingly, and Sang Jiu pressed the beeper several times without paying attention to other things.The people outside rushed in immediately when they heard the commotion in the room. At the same time, the doctor arrived in time and made a stern statement to let the idlers leave the ward.

Outside the ward, Chen Yi rushed up angrily and slapped Chen Shiqian.

"Chen Shiqian, are you trying to kill Dad!"

She slapped her with [-]% force, and the corners of Chen Shiqian's mouth instantly swelled up, and a little blood flowed out.

He scratched the wound lightly with his tongue, raised his eyelids, and smiled disdainfully: "That's your father."