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Chapter 348: The Fallen Leaves Return to Their Roots

Mr. Wang glanced at the two of us thoughtfully. He did not use too many violent words, but only used very plain language to describe his mood: "No, I have been abroad for more than ten years.

I'm tired of staying there, I'm used to it. What's good there? The steak is more delicious, right? Can't Wu Ma also make that taste? And she made that taste, super authentic, and

The taste is very good, not inferior to the steaks eaten in the United States.”

He is still a little weak, and he still has to stop and take a few breaths when he speaks, but this does not prevent him from clearly expressing his views and positions.

He motioned for me to bring the milk, and I immediately brought it to him. Drinking milk in the morning was one of the habits he had developed in his life. I gave him the milk and said, "I know how long you have been abroad.

After ten years of living, I still don’t understand what’s so good about drinking milk. Isn’t this just the living habit abroad? And it’s just like our authentic Beijing Bean Juice, which is much more comfortable than this milk.”

I said this accidentally.

The old man didn’t mind my teasing after hearing this: “Yes, abroad we only eat milk bread, steak and chicken legs, but since I returned to China, I really don’t want to take any step abroad. The moon is my hometown and the moon is my hometown. This will always be my hometown.

The food is the most delicious, so I don’t rule out the food from foreigners. Sleeping soundly at home and speaking truthfully to your blind date are more important than whether there is a cure or not. Anyway, I

I am getting old, half of my body is already buried in the earth, and I don’t want to return to my roots abroad.”

The old man was joking about his understanding of death, as if in his diary, he was just like a traditional old man who wanted to come back here.

However, this question is neither too heavy nor too practical. I held my arm with the old man and said, "Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, good luck, good luck, fallen leaves returning to their roots, these words came out. I wish you a long life, old man."

Better than Nanshan, blessed as the East China Sea, these things are still a long time coming. Maybe when your old teeth fall out, we will slowly grow old with you. This will be fun, led by a super old naughty boy

Traveling around the world with a small group of little urchins will definitely make people feel that it is a wonder of the world." I was shaking my head and talking about those nonsensical things. It was impossible to think about it. How could Mr. Wang be there?

When I got a lot older, I still took us little urchins to play.

Now my words actually amused Mr. Wang, and he laughed: "When I grow old with you, I have already passed away. At that time, the grass on my head was green. I think you have imagined it too much."

You are naive, but I still have to thank you. No one has died since ancient times. In the history of human development, two people have not been found to be immortal. Such immortality can only appear among goblins. I don’t want to become a goblin. It makes people feel

So scared. Life after life is a natural law, and no one can escape from this natural fate. Life is death, and death is life."

I never expected Mr. Wang to be so open-minded and cheerful. He seemed to be very aware of his condition, and he still refused to go to the United States for treatment. His temper became fierce, so I controlled him, including Na Jin.

Tang can't interfere with him in any way. This is not only a kind of fatherly love, but also a kind of respect.

The first ray of sunshine is shining in from the window, and today is the beginning of a new day.

After listening to what Mr. Wang said, the three of us all knew that Mr. Wang refused to help the United States with medical treatment. At present, his attitude seems to be very firm, and it seems that there is no room for thinking.

Maybe Jintang knew your father very well. He didn't do much to persuade his father to go, and they didn't make too many encouraging speeches. It seemed that he was complying with his father's wishes. But I felt anxious watching him.

, how can we let him drift with the crowd? How can we let him develop with his own personality? Because after all, this is a disease. Since it is a disease, it must be treated. Naturally, if we have more financial resources, we can solve it.

, why don’t you choose a better way to solve yourself? I don’t understand what their rich people think.

My confusion caught Na Jintang's eye, and he whispered softly: "Father decides whether to go to the United States or not. If I go, Mao Jiujiu and I will accompany my father; if not,

If he goes, Mao 99 will be responsible for arranging and formulating a rich travel route, so that dad can relax, go out boldly, and make good travel plans. Life is just like this, so don't be too nervous."

I really can’t understand what the two of them said. This is the psychological activity of rich people. Who knows that there are so many sentimental things, is this life more important? I secretly thought that it would be the same if I knew better.

Under the circumstances, I will definitely be treated.

Who is not afraid of death? Who is not cherishing his own life?

It seems that there is a tacit understanding between them. This matter was not discussed in too much depth, but Mr. Wang seemed to have given a definite and final answer to this matter.

He squinted his eyes and felt a little sleepy. His sleeping pills had not completely worn off yet, so he had to ensure adequate sleep and nutrition. It seemed that he was very tired and should be in a state where he would fall asleep quickly.

While he was half asleep, he left a few words to us: "Whether or not to go to the United States will be discussed later. Jin'er, you have a heavy burden now. Externally, all forces are watching with eager eyes.

On our side, their investment funds are not a matter of a day or two. I dare say that these people are sharpening their knives and waiting for our fat piece of meat to make mistakes. So I won’t go anywhere, and they are still watching.

I am too shy to make any moves against our Rensheng Society. At least for now, they don't dare to be so presumptuous. This is one of the inevitable conditions for me to stay. When a person defeats you, he will always inspire

Go on, until you turn around and leave, he will seize your territory. This company was built by me. We have fed so many people, but we cannot let these people be displaced. They will look for the next possibility.

Their sex is so negligible that even if they defect to another company, others will not reuse them. So this is the reality, and this person never wants to succeed."

Mr. Wang's voice gradually weakened as he spoke. It seemed that he was entering a state of sleep more and more. Before falling asleep, he insisted on finishing the last two sentences: "This is my root and my home. I can't go anywhere.

In this turbulent world, we should guard our home more seriously. In this community, I just want to do my best for my country and my people."

When he was saying the last sentence, he turned his head and gradually fell into a deep sleep. It seems that the long speech just now was completely forced to tell us. It is still not easy for him to hold on until now. At least he has put it in his mind.

The viewpoint has indeed shown us the cards.

The result of his showdown was not to go to the United States.

This is something I never thought of. I thought he would have more ideas, but he did give up better treatment conditions. I am very touched and proud in my heart. He stayed here, not just eating and drinking with us personally.

I want to have fun and want to play games. If he stays here, he will be more foolish and selfless, with more of his own feelings and more of his own beliefs.

Then after Mr. Wang fell asleep, the main hall and I left.

As soon as I came out, Na Jintang held my hand and said very gently: "Thank you very much for taking care of the old man all night tonight. Why didn't you wake me up? I know you were reluctant to wake me up, so

Can I understand that he also cares and loves me a little bit?"

He blinked at me, and I had no choice but to stare at him. For asking such a question, I felt rather embarrassed. He could always see through my thoughts with one glance and know what I was thinking at a glance.

It's like, but knowing me so well once, I don't have any secrets in front of him.

I still looked at him worriedly: "Dr. John once said very clearly that the old man's heart disease has reached a point where treatment is indispensable. If he is treated in time, his life can be extended. If he only receives conservative treatment,

Then there are a lot of uncertain risks involved, and the fastest one may only take three months..." I said it very directly and straightforwardly, but I decided to grit my teeth and tell him more clearly:

"I don't understand why you didn't persuade him, and you even allowed him to play with us. You are simply making fun of your life. I think this is an irresponsible attitude."

Na Jintang held me in his arms and said in a hoarse, low voice. In the context of his language, I heard more helplessness and sadness. It seemed that he was also hiding his inner depression.

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He just held me tightly in his arms and remained silent for a long time.

I could just feel the heaviness and loneliness in his heart. I put my hands around his waist. I knew that what I just said was probably too direct and impulsive, but patients don’t need this kind of to the point.

Is it straightforward? Can being secretive help control his condition? In my opinion, it may aggravate the development of the disease.

I grew up without a father or a mother, so I can’t quite understand the meaning of such deep feelings. In my concept, life is important. If you are sick, you must be treated. If you can receive the best treatment, then why bother?

Why not? Why should we sacrifice the near for the far?

Na Jintang finally fell silent and spoke after a moment: "Father, he has always known about his physical condition. A few years ago, we all discussed the best treatment plan together. At that time, we also talked about going to the United States for treatment.

The plan, but it has not been implemented, the reason why it has not been implemented is that my father has been refusing this matter. I know that my father has his reasons for refusing, because when I first took over Rensheng Club, after a series of twists and turns

, there is a huge vacancy in our society's finances. Under this situation, some people began to take our society's ideas into account and tried to annex our society. Under this situation, the old father single-handedly blocked the outside forces.

The invasion of the old man, don’t look at the old man like this now. When he was young, he was really a hero. Even the important figures today have to look at the old man’s thin face, so the old man’s refusal to leave is entirely for my sake and my future.

What the entire society considers is that he is using his life to contribute, so on this point, no one can persuade him, unless he personally wants it. This is why I didn't say more just now

Of course, I can also use more words to persuade him, but then he will be unhappy. If he is unhappy, what's the use."

I looked at him in silence for a long time, but I didn't expect that this was really the case.


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