unexpected surprise

The cold wind is howling outside the hospital, and the white buildings are erratic in the wind. Here, all your wealth, status, and power seem to be insignificant.

Shen Qing walked through a dark corridor with a pale light above his head. Following the light, he came to the VIP luxury ward on the third floor. The old housekeeper stood waiting at the door of the ward and saw the person coming with a kind smile.

"Young master, you are here!" The butler stepped forward to take the things in Shen Qing's hand.

It might be because of the biting cold wind outside, and even the air-conditioning that could not dissipate from Shen Qing's body. He nodded slightly and said, "Uncle Wen, how is Grandpa doing recently?"

The old housekeeper looked downcast, and sighed, "I'm not very optimistic. The doctor said that the master will only last three months at most. Let me be prepared."

Hearing this, Shen Qing's heart sank, as if something was stuck in her throat, sore and bitter.

"Young master, go in! The master is waiting for you inside."

Shen Qing nodded, pushed the door open and walked in, the smell of disinfectant in the ward filled his mouth and nose.

Shen Zhicong was leaning on the hospital bed in white clothes. He had white hair and looked thin and haggard. Even so, the majesty between his eyebrows and eyes still existed.

"Ah Qing, come and sit!" Shen Zhicong pointed to the chair next to him.

Shen Qing walked over, very respectful, "Grandpa."

The escort who was doing Shen Zhicong's massage picked up the old man's used tableware and exited the ward with discernment.

Shen Zhicong covered his mouth and coughed a few times, looked at his grandson and lowered his voice, "You are nothing like your father."

Shen Qing, who was sitting by the bed, was silent, and then heard Shen Zhicong say: "Among the children in the Shen family, you are the most like me. Your father is indecisive and indecisive, and his life is not good. Let me be white-haired. people…"

Referring to his parents, Shen Zhicong sighed and continued: "When I was young, I was more ruthless than you. In our time, if we want to get ahead, blood and sweat is not enough, we have to give up a lot of things, but now Grandpa is getting old, so he thinks about problems from a different angle."

Maybe he talked too much, the old man clutched his chest and coughed badly, Shen Qing stood up and stroked his back with his hand.

Shen Zhicong was short of breath, looked up at Shen Qing, and said, "Bring that child over when you have time, let me have a look."

Shen Qing froze, a little unbelievable, "Grandpa..."

"I said, I'm old, I can't wait any longer, bring that child here! He's from our Shen family!" Shen Zhicong came over calmly, leaning on the head of the bed as relaxed as possible.

"I...I can't..." Shen Qing lowered her head, her heart felt as if it was being grabbed by something, and it was uncomfortable.

"In my place, you can't say no. Do you want me, an old man, to go to Yao's house to ask for someone on crutches?" Shen Zhicong was a little angry, and then said: "Ah Qing, I don't care what you did before. I don't want to care who hangs out with me, now I just want to meet my great-grandson as a great-grandfather, tell me, is this too much to ask...cough cough..."

After finishing speaking, Shen Zhicong leaned against the bed and coughed violently. Shen Qing hurriedly handed him a glass of water, and comforted him: "Grandpa, I understand, I'll listen to you."

Only then did Shen Zhicong feel relieved, and nodded while coughing: "Okay...cough cough, I'll wait"

Seeing that Shen Zhicong was coughing more and more, Shen Qing pressed the emergency light on the bedside, and after a while, the doctor and the housekeeper opened the door and entered.

The doctor came over to comfort the old man on the bed, turned to Shen Qing and said, "The patient needs to rest, Mr. Shen, please go out first!"

Shen Qing and the old butler left the ward one after the other. In the corridor, Shen Qing leaned against the window and looked out, and said slowly: "Uncle Wen, what happened to my grandpa?"

"It's the advanced stage of lung cancer..." The old housekeeper's face was gloomy, and his tone was mournful.

Hearing this, Shen Qing closed his eyes, and the images of his grandfather in the past flashed through his mind, serious, serious, cruel, and holding his hand to announce the identity of the heir of the Shen Group.

He opened his eyes, his voice slightly sour, "I see."

After leaving the hospital, Shen Qing asked the driver to drive the car to the kindergarten where Nuan Nuan was.

Shen Qing looked into the garden through the car window. There was no familiar figure there. His thoughts were complicated. After getting along with that child, his heart changed. He could deceive others but not himself.

Reason told him that he wanted to stay away from the father and son as soon as possible, so that night he rejected Yao Jinting forcefully.

Shen Qing was lost in thought, and after a while, he straightened his body and told the driver in a cold tone, "Go back to the company."

Yao Jinting watched the familiar black commercial vehicle gradually disappearing in front of his eyes, he thought he was wrong, why did Shen Qing come here?Just passing by?

"Father!" Nuan Nuan ran over with her small schoolbag and hugged Yao Jinting's thigh.

Yao Jinting picked him up and thanked the teacher with a smile: "Thank you, Teacher Li, for helping to take care of Nuan Nuan"

"Mr. Yao is too polite. This is what I should do." Teacher Li smiled reluctantly. After being rejected last time, her mood fell to the bottom. When she saw this man again, she would still feel lost.

Without talking any more, he walked out of the school with Nuan Nuan in his arms, his thoughts still immersed in Shen Qing, Yao Jinting shook his head and smiled wryly, thinking when he saw no one, but thinking more when he saw someone, people are always greedy without knowing it.

Back at the apartment, Nuan Nuan sat on the floor with the toy in her arms and started talking to herself, babbling with her little mouth.

Seeing curiosity, Yao Jinting also sat on the ground, tilted his head and asked his son, "Nuan Nuan, what are you playing?"

"Dad, I want to drive a tank when I grow up!" Nuan Nuan held the tank in his hand, and put it on the ground to gesture back and forth.

Yao Jinting smiled and said, "Does Nuan Nuan want to be a soldier?"

Nuan Nuan raised her head in doubt and asked, "What is being a soldier?"

"Being a soldier means joining the army, and Nuan Nuan can drive a tank!"

"Really? Then I want to be a soldier!" Nuan Nuan said happily.

Yao Jinting touched his son's soft hair, and said softly, "Nuan Nuan wants to join the army and drive a tank, so he has to study hard, you know?"

Nuannuan nodded vigorously, thinking of driving a tank as a wish in her heart.

If Father Yao found out, he would probably be so angry that he vomited blood.

On the weekend, Yao Jinting returned to Yao's house with his son in his arms. Nuannuan was very happy to see his grandparents. Yao Jinxu, who was sitting by the side, couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Sure enough, they are intergenerational relatives!"

Yao Jinting turned to look at him suspiciously, "???"

"The old man has never smiled at me like this."

Yao Jinting felt that what the elder brother said made sense, so he nodded in agreement.

Mother Yao looked at her two sons and said with a smile, "Jin Ting, stay for dinner! I made an appointment with Uncle Gu's family today to have dinner together. They just returned home, so it's a treat for them."

Yao Jinting nodded to show that there was no problem, while Yao Jinxu who was at the side was a little dull, and said casually, "Oh, that's fine!"

It took five seconds to realize who was back. He stood up abruptly, pointed to his watch and said, "That... I forgot. I have an appointment with a client today, so I will withdraw first!"

After finishing speaking, he walked over the coffee table to the door.

Father Yao immediately became angry, and said angrily, "Stop! What client did you make an appointment with? Why don't you go and try? Sit back for me immediately!"

Yao Jinxu stood there hesitant to speak, pulled his tie and sat back on the sofa reluctantly.

Seeing the elder brother's gradually darkening face, Yao Jinting thought to himself, this is a good show!

The author has something to say: the boss who passed by helped me to bookmark it, thank you!