"Don't say that," Mr. Qi waved his hand, and hugged Qi Wangze in his arms with pity, and sighed again, "The most painful thing about this parents' divorce is their children. They have a new family. I feel sorry for Zeze. Although I try my best to protect him, I am old and have limited energy. I am very happy to know that Zeze has good friends in school. I am afraid that Zeze will be alone. I am very pleased to have friends to accompany him."

"Grandpa!" Qi Wangze hugged Mr. Qi tightly and cried, "I will never be naughty again. I don't want my parents either. I want my grandpa. Grandpa, don't be angry, don't faint, Zeze is afraid."

"Okay, okay," Mr. Qi kept photographing him, "Grandpa is not angry, nor fainting. Zeze is good, Zeze is not afraid, grandpa is here."

The old man said, his eyes red.

He is alive and can still protect this child.

But he is old after all, so he took off his shoes and socks today. I wonder if he will have a chance to wear it tomorrow.

Maybe one day he will leave.

What should he do with Zeze?

His heart was as if he was shattered, and he almost burst into tears, afraid that his grandson would be afraid, so he endured it desperately.

Ye Xingbei looked around and looked: "Uncle, is there no one to take care of you? Do you want me to help you hire two special caregivers or nurses?"

"No, no," Mr. Qi pushed Qi Wangze away and struggled to go to the ground. "I think it's much better. I won't stay here anymore. Zeze and I will go home."

"Is it OK?" Ye Xingbei asked: "Do you want to observe in the hospital for two more days?"

"It's okay," Mr. Qi waved his hand: "I don't have any major problems in my body. I just feel chest tightness and shortness of breath when I get angry, I can't breathe, and I have a migraine. Just get rid of that energy, it's fine."

Ye Xingbei nodded: "Then let us give it to you?"

"No, no," Mr. Qi refused: "I just need to ask my family to pick you up, I won't bother you."

"No trouble," said Ye Xingbei: "We have to go home too, we will give you it."

It is hard to refuse the kindness, so Mr. Qi had to agree.

Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei sent Mr. Qi and Qi Wangze back to the Qi family.

Mr. Qi and Qi Wangze invited their family to visit.

"Next time," Ye Xingbei politely refused: "It's too late, you can rest early, we'll see you tomorrow."

Yue Yaer looked at Mr. Qi and said, "I'll take your pulse tomorrow and help you take your body to take care of your body. Your migraine is not a serious illness. You can basically recover after two to three months of conditioning."

"Okay," said Mr. Qi: "thank you so much."

He really wanted to persist in living for a few more years, at least he would take care of his grandson's growth and not let his unconscientious parents bully him.

The few chatted a few more times, and Gu Junzhu, Ye Xingbei and his group got in the car and left.

After watching them leave, Mr. Qi took Qi Wangze's hand and walked back.

When he walked to the middle of the yard, he suddenly thought of something, took out his cell phone, called out a number and dialed it out.

The phone was answered, but it was not his old friend himself, but his old friend's assistant.

His old friend's assistant said that his old friend was performing surgery on someone and it was not convenient to answer the phone.

He had no choice but to hang up the phone with regret.

His old friend's daughter-in-law, like him, has been tortured by migraine problems for more than ten years.

Now he meets a miracle doctor like Yue Yaer. He wants to tell his old friend, let his old friend know his daughter-in-law and let his daughter-in-law come and take a look.

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