Qin Huo drove Qi Yemo slowly out of Qi's Building. The sky in City A was approaching sunset and dusk.

The already crowded streets are now becoming more congested like other cities.

Through the semi-clear car window, I looked at the crowd of people who were already a little tired on their faces but still in a hurry.

Their only purpose at this moment is to go home.

Home is a warm harbor to shelter for most people. Even if you are physically and mentally exhausted when working outside every day, when you come back here, you will let go of all your burdens and enjoy a rare ease and joy wholeheartedly.

But for Qi Yemo, home may be a place where he feels physically and mentally exhausted than his career. From childhood to adulthood, he would rather travel across the ocean, and would rather bury himself into his busy work so that he could not raise his head, and he would rather go home.

Because for him there, there were so many bad memories...

Since Mr. Qi was admitted to the hospital, the Qi family's mansion has become even more deserted. In addition to the servants still busy, it can be said that the building is empty.

The eldest son Qi Feiyuan and his family were driven out of the Qi family by Qi Yemo. Even Qi Yuxi, who is the eldest son and grandson, is no longer surnamed Qi.

The third brother Qi Yan used the excuse of having schedules and dates all day long. Even when nothing happened, he would hide in a bar or cafe and be quiet. Only here can he avoid his mother, Mrs. Qi, Song Ruling.

After nightfall, Qi Yemo's car slowly stopped under the hospital's porch.

Qin Huo opened the car door and Qi Yemo got off the car gracefully.

His eyes were cold and deep, and his closed lips... his whole body exuded a momentum that made people retreat.

Under Qin Huo's guidance, he came to the VIP ward where Mr. Qi lived.

Qi Yemo paused outside the ward for a short time, tidied up his suit a little, then pushed open the door and walked in.

When the doctor in the custody room saw Qi Yemo coming, he quickly stood up and saluted him respectfully.

Qi Yemo stood in front of the window of the custody room and looked at his father lying quietly inside, "How is his situation?"

A doctor with an expert professor's work sign said: "Mr. Qi's condition is relatively stable now. We also had an expert consultation yesterday and felt that he was likely to recover. We are actively preparing for related treatments."

"Yes." Qi Yemo nodded, then pushed open the door leading to the ward and walked in softly.

At this moment, Mr. Qi was lying quietly on the hospital bed, and various instruments beside the bed were closely monitoring the changes in his life characteristics.

Having not seen each other for a few days, Mr. Qi looked much older again.

Inadvertently, he turned his head and saw that there was a bouquet of blooming flowers on the bedside table.

He walked over and reached out and gently picked up a petal. The water droplets on it had not dried up.

This should be here soon.

Qi Yemo turned around and asked the doctor who was following him: "Who has been here?"

The doctor held up his glasses and said with apologies: "Mr. Qi, before you arrived here, I had just handed over the shift with another attending physician. When I arrived here, the bouquet of flowers was already there. So I don't know who sent this."

At this time, Qi Yemo heard the weak voice of Mr. Qi coming from beside him: "Uh...uh..."

He turned around and looked at Mr. Qi, and Qin Huo immediately took a chair and placed it behind him.
Chapter completed!