After hearing Mr. Song’s explanation, Yu Bo focused without hesitation: “Master, don’t worry, I must remember what you explained!”
Mr. Song then felt relieved. Then, he waved his hand powerlessly and said, "Old Yu, I'm a little tired. You go and do your business, I'll take a rest."
Yu Bo said nervously: "Master, why don't you go to the bedroom to rest, I'll guard the living room outside, otherwise I'm really worried..."
Mr. Song smiled bitterly and asked him: "Are you afraid that you will not be with me when they drugged me?"
"Yes..." Yu Bo's eyes turned red and he said seriously: "Master, Master Ye is very powerful, but I am afraid of something happening in this kind of thing..."
Mr. Song smiled indifferently and said, "Don't worry, since some things have exceeded your control, you must be confident and bold in handing them over to a more capable person, and then believe that person wholeheartedly."
As he said that, Mr. Song said again: "It's like you just started playing skydiving. Before you accumulate enough skydiving, you must be led by the coach. Every time you jump off the plane, you will not be able to grasp your fate.
In your own hands, but in the hands of the coach behind you, what you have to do at this time is to leave your life to him with confidence and boldness, so that professionals can do professional things.”
Yu Bo knew that the professional person he was talking about was Master Ye Chen, so he nodded slightly and said, "Master, then I will do what you said."
Mr. Song nodded, then nodded slightly, and instructed: "After going out, you should do whatever you should do. If you don't call you, or if there is nothing important, don't come to me."
Yu Bo hurriedly said, "Okay, then you can rest for a while, I'll go out!"
Mr. Song waved his hand and sighed: "Oh...go!"
After Yu Bo left, Mr. Song kept watching his son who had been raising him for fifty years in front of the monitor.
The more he watched, the more he felt that the man in the video became more unfamiliar.
In the video, Song Tianming was repeatedly playing with a potion in his hand. His expression was not hesitant at this moment, but he was obviously excited and unable to control himself.
Mr. Song's heart was so depressed that he became more and more sure that his son had almost no attachment or kindness to him.
An hour later, Song Tianming, who had long been unable to hold back, could no longer sit still.
He didn't want to wait any longer, so he got up and went to the kitchen.
The chef, as he told him, had already simmered the bird's nest of rock sugar on low heat.
As soon as Song Tianming came, he asked, "Have the bird's nest prepared for the master been stewed?"
The chef hurriedly said, "I have to wait ten minutes after going back to the eldest master."
Song Tianming waved his hand: "No more waiting. The old man is hungry and needs something to eat to replenish his energy. Just serve me a bowl and I will deliver it to the old man myself."
The chef did not dare to disobey, so he hurriedly put a bowl out, carefully put it into the tray, and said to Song Tianming: "Master, the bowl is very hot, please be careful."
Song Tianming nodded, then took the tray and went back to his room first.
After returning to the room, he took out the medicine he had prepared long ago and added all the medicine liquid into the bird's nest that night.
When Mr. Song saw this scene, he smiled bitterly and shook his head.
At this time, he was the only one in the study room. He couldn't help but say to himself: "Tianming, the relationship between you and me for fifty years has been broken from today to the end! All the past, from today to the passing clouds, you blow it away
, it was completely dispersed!"
Then, he stood up, turned off the monitoring system, and restored the study to its original form.
Then, the software authorized to the internal monitoring system was completely deleted from the mobile phone.
From now on, he is ready to follow Ye Chen's words and follow the plan completely.
So, after Song Tianming gave himself medicine, before Ye Chen came back, he became a patient with Alzheimer's disease.
Patients with Alzheimer's disease do not know how to use their mobile phones, so they cannot even touch their mobile phones during this period.
Therefore, just in case, it will be more stable to delete the software directly.
Then, Mr. Song found the Rejuvenation Pill, scraped off a layer from it, soaked it in water and took it.
Immediately afterwards, he returned to his bed and lay down.
At this moment, the visual screen at the head of the bed suddenly lit up, and Song Tianming appeared in the picture, and followed by a pleasant ringtone of the "Turkish March".
This is the doorbell of Mr. Song’s room.
Because his own suite is too big, he can't hear anyone knocking outside when he is in the bedroom or study, so he rang such a set of visual doorbells.
Seeing that it was his eldest son who had drugged bird's nest and came to his room outside his room, Mr. Song sighed lightly and pressed the answer button: "Tianming, are you doing anything?"
Song Tianming hurriedly said to the camera: "Dad, are you still sleeping?"
Mr. Song deliberately made his voice a little tired and said, "I woke me up from you just when I fell asleep. Why are you so anxious?"
Song Tianming hurriedly said: Dad, seeing that you were tired just now, I asked the kitchen to stew a bowl of rock sugar bird's nest for you, hoping that you would drink it while it is hot and replenish your energy."
Mr. Song nodded and said, "You have the will, come in."
After saying that, he pressed the door opening button.
When Song Tianming heard the door click, he knew that the door lock had been lifted, so he pushed the door into the room, walked through the living room, and came to the bedroom.
He walked to Mr. Song's bed and asked with concern: "Dad, how are you resting?"
Mr. Song said absent-mindedly: "It's okay, I'll take a nap for a while."
After saying that, he couldn't wait to ask: "How is Wanting? Is there any news in Japan?"
Song Tianming shook his head and said with a bit of pain: "Dad, there is no valuable news in Japan yet. I am also continuing to communicate with honors. At the same time, I have asked him to give it to the Japanese Police Department.
I'll be pressed, and once there are any specific clues, I'll notify you as soon as possible."
Mr. Song nodded and sighed: "I will feel much more relieved when you come back."
Song Tianming smiled slightly and said respectfully: "Dad, rock sugar bird's nest is very suitable for replenishing qi and blood. You should drink it while it's hot now!"
A trace of sadness flashed in Mr. Song's eyes.
In the end, my son still has to attack me.
So he sat up without hesitation and said to Song Tianming: "Let's go, help me to the living room for a while, I'll go to the living room to have a drink!"
Song Tianming was delighted and hurriedly said, "Okay Dad! I'll help you to the living room!"
Song Tianming helped the old man to the living room and asked the old man to sit down on the sofa. He immediately couldn't wait to hand over the rock candy bird's nest and said respectfully: "Dad, drink while it's hot."
Without any hesitation, Mr. Song nodded and took the bowl of rock candy bird's nest, took a sip, and exclaimed: "It tastes good, you are willing!"
Song Tianming didn't expect things to go so smoothly, and couldn't help but feel ecstatic and said with a smile: "Dad, why are you and I doing so politely? Aren't this what I should do?"
"What should be done?" Old Master Song smiled and nodded seriously. He suppressed the sorrow deep in his heart and sighed sincerely: "Oh, right, you should do it, and indeed you should do it!
I, Song Jimo, have a good son! Hahahaha!"
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