When he returned to the door of his office, he saw Lin Wen walking towards him, with a vague look of seriousness on his face: "Mr. Qi, you were in a hurry just now and didn't bring your mobile phone with you. Your elder brother made several calls in a row.
come over."
"Where's the phone?"
Lin Wen immediately handed over his mobile phone: "Here."
Qi Youhan stopped, stood in the corridor, and called Qi Zeyun back.
Qi Zeyun answered the call quickly, his voice sounding a little anxious: "Youhan! Dad fell ill and was sent to the hospital! I'm guarding outside the operating room now!"
Qi Youhan's expression did not change, and he just sneered: "What kind of trick is this? He has had enough leisure time, and he is ready to cause trouble again?"
"I'm really sick! Youhan, why don't you come here too?" Qi Zeyun persuaded earnestly: "No matter what, he is our father."
The word father made Qi Youhan's heart tighten.
When he needed his father, his father gave him nothing.
But now, it seems that he needs to do something for this father as a matter of course.
"Youhan? Even for the sake of my eldest brother, come and see him, okay?" Qi Zeyun said in a nice voice when he saw that he had not responded.
"Well, I will make time to go there." Qi Youhan did not give a clear answer.
After hanging up the phone, he didn't move. He still stood in the corridor with his eyes lowered, as if he was thinking about something.
"Lin Wen, can you understand that... you have everything, but your heart is still empty?"
Now, the grandmother who loved him is gone.
Grandpa has Alzheimer's disease.
Even Shen Nian'an, who used to cling to him, is leaving him.
Lin Wen looked at Qi Youhan like this and didn't know what to say: "Mr. Qi..."
"I'm going out. If there's anything urgent about the company, just call me." Qi Youhan quickly adjusted his mood and walked towards the elevator.
He may seem cold on the surface, but in reality he is easily soft-hearted.
It was not that he had not heard about the fact that Qi Yaohui had been ill recently.
The doctor said that he was diagnosed with gastric cancer.
He probably won't live long.
Nowadays, if you suddenly fall ill again, you may not be able to get up.
An hour later, Qi Youhan arrived at the hospital.
He already knew Qi Yaohui's ward number, but he didn't go in and kept pacing outside.
Seeing the ward door suddenly opened, Qi Youhan subconsciously wanted to turn around and avoid it, but Qi Zeyun called out: "Youhan!"
Qi Youhan thought to himself that he really couldn't hide now.
He could only walk over bravely: "I'm here to do something, so I just stopped by to take a look."
"Whether it's just a drop-in or something, dad will be happy to see you." Qi Zeyun patted Qi Youhan's shoulder.
Qi Youhan only raised the corners of his lips noncommittally.
Happy?
Is this possible?
"What's his... specific situation now?" Qi Youhan asked pretending to be nonchalant.
Mentioning this, Qi Zeyun couldn't help but shook his head weakly: "The situation is getting worse and worse... In just two months, I have lost a lot of weight and become a lot older. Only then did I realize what it means to be sick like a mountain."
fall."
Qi Youhan still felt a little unbelievable about this.
After all, Qi Yaohui was so arrogant and domineering a while ago. How could he say he fell ill when he fell ill?
"Why don't you go and see Dad first? He just woke up." Qi Zeyun said softly.
Qi Youhan hesitated for a few seconds, but finally entered the ward.
The ward is large, but at the same time, it's also a bit deserted.
Qi Yaohui was lying on the hospital bed with an infusion tube inserted into the back of his hand.
Although his body was covered by a sheet, you could tell just by looking at his face that he had indeed lost a lot of weight.
Such Qi Yaohui made Qi Youhan feel a strange emotion in his heart.
"If you don't come, the next time you see me, I might be on the tombstone." Qi Yaohui's voice was very weak, but he still couldn't speak to Qi Youhan in a very soft tone.
Maybe, he was simply not used to playing a loving father in front of Qi Youhan.
Qi Youhan glanced at him indifferently, without any words of concern, but asked extremely indifferently: "You asked me to come, do you have anything to say?"
"I'm already like this, can't your attitude towards me...be better? Aren't you afraid that I will really be pissed off by you later?" Qi Yaohui lowered his eyes and tugged at the corner of his mouth helplessly.
"If you have anything to say, just say it quickly. Don't keep talking about it! It sounds bad to me!" Qi Youhan's attitude was still the same cold.
This is the way their father and son get along.
No one will give the other a step down, and no one will give in to the other.
If one day they become a loving father and a filial son, it would be a bit strange.
"When the time comes, the lawyer will sign a document for you. Just sign." Qi Yaohui said in a businesslike tone.
"What document?"
"Some of my inheritance will be transferred to your name."
"I don't want it." Qi Youhan refused bluntly: "You can leave it all to my eldest brother."
Qi Yaohui immediately became angry: "Can you be more obedient? Can you obey the things I arranged for once? This time, I didn't ask you to do anything, I just wanted to give you something. Isn't that okay?"
"How old are you? What will you make? What inheritance will you share?" Qi Youhan turned away, but his attitude was still the same: "I won't sign it."
Qi Yaohui stopped talking and fell into silence.
"About a year ago, I knew about my illness. At that time, I was thinking that this might be retribution. In this life, I, Qi Yaohui... have not been a good husband, a good father, nor a good son." Qi Yaohui said bitterly.
Yixiao: "But there are many things that can't be gone back."
If he could go back, he would choose to be a good father.
However, in this case, he still couldn't say it in front of Qi Youhan.
People who are obsessed with face will always hold on to the little face they have.
"Since you know you didn't do well, you should get better quickly and atone for your sins! What are you doing lying here talking nonsense?" Qi Youhan asked pretending not to care.
But actually, he felt a little stuffy in his heart.
Even if this man is not his father, he is still his father.
He wanted to see the arrogant father even more.
Not the sick and sick father at the moment, like a flower that is about to wither.
"I have to tell you some things, otherwise... I might really have no chance."
Qi Youhan didn't want to talk about these heavy topics, so he pretended to be casual and said: "If you have nothing else to say, I will go back first."
After that, he turned around and left.
He had already reached the door of the ward, and Qi Yaohui called him again: "Wait a moment!"