He could feel that his vitality was being eaten away bit by bit by cancer cells.
At this moment, his face was bloodless and his lips were blue.
He hurried to Qingyang Hospital and rushed towards Yan Jun's ward.
In the early morning, my stepmother called me again, saying that the old man was dying, etc. Although my father had never cared about him, he even neglected his duties and was irresponsible. But blood is thicker than water. After all, they are still father and son. This time he
Will definitely come.
When you can reach the ward.
Looking at Yan Jun lying on the bed being fed oranges, his stepmother Jiang Qian next to him was smiling. How could he look like he was critically ill?
"You came?"
Seeing Yan Xiao appear at the door of the ward, Yan Jun lay on the hospital bed feeling guilty and asked.
Now I don’t want to eat the oranges Jiang Qian handed me anymore.
Looking at the two people, Yan Xiao smiled angrily:
"What? Are you kidding me?"
With a weak tone, it seemed extremely difficult to speak.
After saying that,
Without giving the two of them a chance to explain, he turned around and left.
At this time, Yan Jun quickly stopped him:
"Yan Xiao, do you really have to wait until I die before you are willing to take a look at me? Can't you even communicate with me?"
Listen to your father's call.
Yan Xiao's heart softened and he stopped.
Holding back the pain all over his body, he slowly turned around and looked at him with complicated eyes:
"What do you want to say? Say it!"
"Why doesn't your face look right?"
Yan Jun looked at his son and realized something was wrong.
His appearance was very poor.
There was no response to Yan Jun's words.
Just looked at him coldly.
Sensing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Jiang Qian wisely walked out, went to the hospital corridor, and leaned against the wall to listen to the conversation between father and son.
in the ward,
Yan Xiao felt some unbearable pain and lacked strength, so he could only sit on a chair nearby.
"I know that you have always hated me in your heart, so you have deliberately avoided me all these years. Especially after having your Aunt Jiang Qian, you have completely cut off contact with me!"
Yan Jun said seriously.
He kept looking at his son with his eyes.
Yan Xiao glanced at him with a pale face and said nothing. A trace of cold sweat penetrated his head.
Without treatment options, the condition worsened at an unnatural rate.
It is already very difficult to sit here and listen to my father speak.
Do you really hate him in your heart?
To be honest, I once thought that it would be okay without this father.
Seeing Yan Xiao, he said nothing.
Yan Jun continued to lean on the hospital bed, looked at Yan Xiao and said:
"But no matter what, I am still your labor and capital, and you are my son!"
"If something happens to me, you have to take care of me! If something happens to you, I will naturally take care of you too!"
At this point, his eyes flickered and he felt guilty:
"Tell me the truth, are you lucky?"
"What?"
Yan Xiao, who had always been obedient, looked startled and asked, not understanding what he meant.
Yan Jun continued:
"I asked, have you got any luck? Have you made a lot of money?"
"hehe!"
After he finished speaking, Yan Xiao's meaningful sneer was the only response.
I feel weak now:
"So that's why you called me here?"
"Don't talk about whether you have something or not. If your kid really gets lucky, you can't forget me! No matter what, I am your father too!"
Yan Jun said with some guilt.
The overt and covert meanings behind the words are very clear.
I want Yan Xiao not to forget that he has a father. Now that he is rich, he must honor his parents!
Facing Yan Jun's words, Yan Xiao shook his head in disappointment.
He really never surprised himself.
Even though it was such an outrageous thing, when it came out of his mouth, I didn't feel it was against the grain at all.
"You should keep these ridiculous words to yourself!"
"Oh~ Yan Xiao, it's not that my aunt is talking about you, but you can't say this. After all, he is your father. He has given birth to you and raised you for so many years. There is hard work without credit, right? You finally made a lot of money, don't you?
Can't you take your dad to enjoy it?"
At this time, Jiang Qian suddenly walked in from outside.
He looked at Yan Xiao sharply and said pointedly.
It seems that the two of them are convinced that they have made a fortune.
Yan Xiao said feebly:
"You still don't know my position and salary? Where do I get my wealth?"
"It's hard to talk about wealth. Who knows if the stock you bought has gone up, or if you bought a lottery ticket and won a big prize? If you refuse to admit it, we can't say anything, but everyone has a conscience.
Some people just take it easy, and it’s useless no matter what others say.”
Before Yan Jun could speak, Jiang Qian spoke first again.
His eyes seemed to recognize him.
His eyes are extremely sharp.
Yan Jun, who was in the hospital bed, obviously thought this was a possibility.
However, he also discovered that something was not right about Yan Xiao today. The ward was not hot, but rather cold. Why was he sweating all the time while sitting here?
His complexion is getting worse and worse.
Faced with the questioning from the two people, Yan Xiao didn't want to say anything more.
What about wasting your own time and putting aside this moral kidnapping?
Now I got up with difficulty and wanted to leave the ward.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I got up, I felt an inexplicable dizziness.
His body swayed and he almost lost his balance.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Yan Jun's expression changed, and when he saw his son's swaying body, he couldn't help but feel nervous.
I didn't take much care of Yan Xiao on weekdays, but seeing him like this, I was still worried from the bottom of my heart.
Jiang Qian on the side opened her mouth slightly and said nothing.
Looking at the pale Yan Xiao struggling to maintain his body, he finally stood up.
Ignoring the two of them, he staggered directly towards the outside of the ward.
When I walked to the door, I couldn't hold on.
His eyes turned white and he fell to the ground!
"Xiao Xiao!"
Yan Jun's expression changed drastically, and he threw himself off the bed regardless of the injury on his leg.
He climbed directly to Yan Xiao's side and called him.
Yan Xiao had no reaction.
"Lao Yan, you...why did you get out of bed!"
"Wait, wait, I'm going to call the doctor right now!"
Jiang Qian on the side was at a loss and shouted hurriedly.
I quickly ran to the medical corridor and called the doctor and nurse.
Everyone quickly carried Yan Xiao to the emergency room.
"Old Yan, it's important for you to recover now, so just stay here? I'll just go and take a look!"
"I had a car accident and this guy came here. He is sick now, and I have to keep an eye on him!"
Yan Jun, who was recovering, ignored his injuries and insisted on staying outside the ward.
Thinking back to what Yan Xiao said yesterday, he always had a bad omen in his heart.
What on earth is this kid hiding from himself?
The lights in the emergency room stayed on for who knows how many hours.
The doctor in a white coat came out with a frown on his face.
Seeing that the doctor was about to leave, Yan Jun quickly jumped on one leg and dragged his other injured leg to stop the doctor:
"Doctor, excuse me, how is my son doing?"
"Are you a family member of the patient?"
The doctor was stunned, looked at Yan Jun, and asked.
Yan Jun nodded.
The doctor then said:
"Then you should be very aware of his situation. In such a situation, if he refuses treatment, even if he is saved, he will not live long!"
"What? Even if you are saved, you won't live long? What do you mean?"