"Old Yan, is what you said true?"

Jiang Qian stood next to Yan Jun, listening to what he said about Yan Xiao, and suddenly felt a little unbelievable.

I was still asking him for money yesterday.

I once suspected that he had some kind of financial luck, but now this financial luck has not been found. Instead, he was told that he had terminal cancer and that he would not live long?

Some bizarre encounters made Jiang Qian wonder if Yan Jun was joking on her.

Yan Jun, with a solemn expression, leaned on the handrail of the corridor and sighed:

"I'm afraid this child just followed his mother. She also died of the same disease back then!"

"Genetic disease?"

Jiang Qian asked casually.

She was still surprised by what happened to Yan Xiao.

I have been a good person for the past two days, and I can't help it. I don't notice anything wrong, so I can't help but feel a little strange.

Seeing that Yan Jun had no intention of replying, she did not ask further questions.

I was just thinking that Yan Xiao made money so neatly yesterday because he knew he wouldn't live long?

Or, did he really have some kind of fortune and was planning to hide it from the two of them before he died?

Yan Jun looked at the emergency room with an expressionless face. It had been several hours and there was still no movement.

When the doctor informed me of my condition, I still had a hard time accepting it. Just like when Yan Xiao's mother passed away, my numb heart couldn't stir up any waves, and my mind couldn't reflect the emotions it should have. I just pulled Yan Xiao and did something.

After the funeral, the days went by in such a hazy way.

Later, I unknowingly became distant from Yan Xiao and lost patience with him for no reason. When I cut off his living expenses for the first time, it was just because the two had a quarrel. Later, the child did not ask for money anymore.

It seems to have just faded away.

Sometimes I know about Jiang Qian's provocative behavior towards Yan Xiao, but I don't bother to care about it. I just turn a blind eye and live my life like this.

I never thought that step by step, I would reach where I am now.

Looking at the door of the emergency room,

He still remembered the situation when Yan Xiao was reported by the doctor from the midwifery room. He was small and soft. He became a father for the first time and cried excitedly on the spot.

He vowed to be a good father to him.

The passage of time can erase everything.

The oaths I once swore seemed to have faded away and become a passing cloud.

...

When Yan Xiao opened his eyes, the surroundings were filled with darkness.

It's already night.

Consciousness gradually awakens, and the sensations in various parts of the body are restored.

In the haze, the pungent smell of medicine reminded him that he was still in the hospital.

The hand seemed to be held by something and felt a little warm.

But it's also a little rough.

I wanted to turn my head to look, but found that I was so weak that I could only move my eyes.

There was a strong sense of powerlessness all over my body.

Even if I want to raise my hand, I can't.

He tried his best to look towards the bed, his head twisting little by little with difficulty. Just such a slight movement caused a trace of sweat to break out from his forehead. Finally, with his efforts, he saw the person sitting on his stomach.

The father fell asleep beside the bed.

Father was sitting on a low stool and lying next to the bed.

One hand held his pale hand, and the other hand unconsciously supported his head. He leaned on the bed and fell asleep. It seemed that he was tired.

Yan Xiao was a little confused, why was he here?

Who sent me to the hospital?

Look at the precision instruments, ventilators, hospital beds and other equipment around you.

As if his mind had slowed down for a moment, Yan Xiao thought carefully, and it wasn't until a moment later that he recalled what had happened before. He came to visit his father, but he didn't expect that he fainted before he even walked out of the ward, and he never came back again.

I lost any consciousness, and when I woke up again, I was lying here.

Now, although I still can't feel the pain anywhere in my body.

But I can feel that the spread of cancer cells has become more intense and serious. Obviously, I have taken a big step closer to death, and may be just short of a threshold.

His eyes were focused on his father, who had been lukewarm towards him since his mother left.

Over the years, except for money matters, the two have not had much contact.

The relationship is as alienated as a stranger. I have never understood the father-son relationship that others call him. To a certain extent, I feel like he is an enemy. When they meet, they quarrel. When they talk, they smell like gunpowder.

It just came up.

Feel the warm roughness on your hands.

The corners of Yan Xiao's eyes trembled a little. Looking at his father's figure, tears fell unsatisfactorily.

He never thought that one day he would be held by his father.

The rough touch is still so familiar and kind. Once you grab it, you don't want to let go.

In the dark, it is like a pillar of the soul, supporting himself.

At this time,

There was a sound of footsteps outside the ward. Although the other party tried his best to suppress it, it was still exposed by the quiet environment.

Looking at the figure walking through the door, Yan Xiao continued to pretend to be unconscious and closed his eyes.

It was Jiang Qian who walked into the ward door.

Looking at Yan Jun sleeping next to the hospital bed, he quickly walked over and knocked on him:

"Lao Yan! Lao Yan!? Wake up!"

"Why did you fall asleep here? You'll catch a cold, so get some rest!"

The big hand holding Yan Xiao trembled, as if he had been awakened.

Yan Jun opened his eyes drowsily, glanced subconsciously at Yan Xiao on the hospital bed, and said in a hoarse voice:

"This kid hasn't woken up yet!"

"I'll guard him. You can go and rest. You're in the recovery period now, so you can't be tired!"

Jiang Qian said with some distress.

Even though she often complains about Yan Jun's failure and always exploits Yan Xiao, she still feels distressed when it comes to Yan Jun. After all, she is her wife who will be with him for the rest of his life. She understands this clearly.

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"Okay! Thank you for your hard work!"

Yan Jun hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

It was inconvenient to stand on my feet, so I was about to let go of Yan Xiao's hand and support myself to stand up.

A grip suddenly came from his hand, and Yan Xiao actually grabbed his own hand?

He looked stunned.

Looking at his pale son on the hospital bed, he noticed the tears in the corners of his eyes.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He quickly wiped away the tears on Yan Xiao's face with his other hand.

Thinking that the other party acted unconsciously, Yan Jun was about to stand up again, but this time his son's grip was still so strong.

His expression trembled and his movements stopped.

"What? Go and rest quickly!"

Jiang Qian urged from the side without knowing why.

unexpectedly,

Yan Jun shook his head, looked at his son on the hospital bed and said:

"Forget it, I'm not tired, just stay with him for a while longer!"

My father's words were a bit low.

But it seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, making Yan Xiao's heart tremble violently.

Even though his eyes were closed, he still couldn't stop the tears of disappointment from flowing out slowly.

"Oh, if you want to accompany me, just come with me. Then I'll come back later!"
To be continued...