After Zhong Jiayou left, Zhong Youcai lay on the hospital bed in silence, with the dusk in his eyes getting heavier and heavier.
It seems to be the dissipation of some kind of hope.
As time goes by, he can feel that the vitality in his body is gradually being stripped away, and he has less and less time left!
Everything in the past seems to have changed.
In order to get ahead, a young man fights his way out of a mountain village and enters the business world in the city;
A young man who carries the hopes of his whole family, gnaws dry steamed buns every month, and sends money home;
After reaching old age, the old man was originally ready to enjoy family happiness, but was rejected by his children and grandchildren;
The son who often studies behind him;
The grandson who was driven around by him and went to the hospital to seek medical treatment;
...
Everything in the past seems to have changed. The originally clear memories of the past are blurred at this moment. Those people and those things are like pearls with broken strings, scattered all over the ground~
I can't afford to pick it up and it's still messy.
A few hours later, he was still lying on the bed.
His cloudy eyes suddenly brightened a bit, as if he had figured out something.
Suddenly he sat up tremblingly, picked up his cell phone expressionlessly, and dialed his son Zhong Zhihong's number.
His movements were very stiff. After the call was connected, his voice rarely became brighter:
"Zhihong, come to the hospital, I want to see you for the last time!"
"What? Dad, don't make trouble, I'm busy here! I'll call you back later!"
Zhong Zhihong, who was having a meeting in the company, impatiently received the call and was ready to hang up the phone.
I was a little surprised why the old man suddenly called at this time, and his voice seemed to have become a bit brighter.
When I shook my head and was about to hang up.
Unexpectedly, a cold sentence came from the other end of the phone:
"I want to make a will, and you have to be there to listen!"
"you!...."
Zhong Zhihong was startled by the movement in his hand, and quickly put the phone to his ear again, thinking that he heard wrongly.
He quickly asked again:
"what did you say?"
"I want to make a will in the hospital! I definitely want to see you before I leave. Come here!"
Zhong Youcai's voice came from the other end of the phone, and he hung up the phone without giving him a chance to continue talking.
Outside the company conference room, Zhong Zhihong was standing in the corridor, putting away his mobile phone with a dazed look on his face.
My father’s words about making a will are still echoing in my mind~
Has it come to this point so quickly?
He hurriedly returned to the conference room, ended the meeting, and immediately walked towards the company's underground parking lot.
On the way, his father's words kept ringing in his mind.
It was supposed to be a hoarse voice, but why was the voice that I just called so clear?
At that moment, I felt like I was back in my youth. When my father sent me to the gate of the university for the first time, he told me in a very firm tone that I must finish college and study hard, otherwise I would break my legs.
Decades later, his figure and voice at that time are still so clearly engraved in my mind?
After arriving at the underground parking lot and sitting in the car, he also called his son Zhong Jiayou:
"Your grandpa said he wanted to make a will and come to the hospital right away!"
"What? Old man..."
Zhong Jiayou's surprised voice came from the other end of the phone, and Zhong Zhihong hung up the phone without giving him a chance to respond either.
Normally I am too busy to see my father, but now that his body has reached this stage, it is time to see him for the last time.
Then I must be there.
He also said that he wanted to make a will. Although the old man had nothing left to give to himself, as his only son, he still had to listen to this.
...
Among the hotels.
Seeing his father suddenly hanging up the phone, Zhong Jiayou's expression changed drastically!
Could it be that the old man is dying? Why is it suddenly necessary to make a will?
There is nothing to look forward to when making a will. After all, the old man does not have much property in his hands.
However, this will affect your own affairs.
After all, I still hope to take advantage of this grandpa incident to increase my popularity.
If grandpa really disappears so suddenly, all the follow-up plans he prepared will be disrupted, and it is very likely that he will be in vain. After all, he pushed several jobs and decided to come here. If it really
If the old man disrupted it like this, his plan would be in ruins.
The jobs and invitations I turned down before, if I want them again, I have no chance at all.
At that moment, he left the hotel with an excuse and rushed to the hospital while calling the two people who were exposed.
After adding another 20,000 yuan, they agreed to expose his affair immediately!
Zhong Jiayou finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as all the photos and other things can be released before today, it will be enough to let everyone know that there is such a filial star.
Fans who were originally attracted to the enthusiasm of quitting work will follow this enthusiasm and come over to watch together.
When the time comes, if I turn down my job, it will actually be for the sake of fulfilling my filial piety, even if I stand up.
Will fans suddenly realize this?
My idol is such a respectable person, a moral and affectionate filial grandson.
I'm afraid it's not to support myself crazily.
Speaking of popularity, after the traffic increases, it will be much easier to be on any program.
...
Hospital.
Zhong Zhihong rushed over with an anxious look on his face. After finding Zhong Youcai's ward, he quickly walked in.
As soon as I opened the door, my expression suddenly changed!
Wherever he looked, the old man was neatly dressed and sitting on the hospital bed. His face was no longer haggard, but he was sitting beside the hospital bed with a somewhat rosy look.
Where is the sick look from before?
He sat there as if nothing happened, wearing his favorite suit, which was the only suit his mother bought for him when she was still alive.
At this moment, wearing it on the old man's body actually lifted his spirits a bit.
He swallowed and swallowed the words he was planning to complain about his father for interrupting his meeting.
Facing this figure, he felt a long-lost awe in his heart.
After a while, he regained consciousness and shouted to the figure on the bed:
"dad!"
"coming?"
Zhong Youcai smiled calmly and motioned for him to come in and sit down.
Sensing that his father was a little strange, but not sure what was strange about him, Zhong Zhihong could only nod hastily and walked in.
The father in front of me at this moment seemed to be a completely different person.
He has become what he used to be like in the past, as if he was middle-aged and high-spirited, and his whole person was very energetic.
There is no trace of decadence like being plagued by illness.
Thinking of what his father said on the phone, he quickly mentioned:
"I called Jiayou over, he should be here soon!"
"Um!"
Zhong Youcai just sat on the bed expressionlessly, as if waiting for something.
Father and son were relatively speechless.
Just like the atmosphere in the ward, it is as suffocating and depressing...
