Huo Zhongyuan glanced down at him casually: "You tell me!"

It's likely that they'll bring up the same old stories again. Since they all want to talk about it in front of me, I'll let them talk to their hearts' content.

"Mr. Huo!"

Thinking about the request he would make later, Jiang Yuan still found it difficult to speak, feeling both guilty for breaking his promise to Mr. Huo and ashamed of Mr. Huo.

But when he thought of his husband, whom he had raised since childhood, who was now suffering from constant anxiety because of the inheritance issue, he couldn't bear it and finally gritted his teeth.

“Mr. Huo, I know you are not interested in the eldest son’s property. If, and I mean if, the eldest son really did make a will, could you voluntarily give it up?”

"Jiang Yuan, you bastard!"

As soon as Jiang Yuangang finished speaking, Huo Jing's hoarse and cracked voice came from the hospital bed behind him.

"Master!"

Jiang Yuan suddenly turned around and saw the old man, who should have been sleeping soundly in bed, struggling to get up with a pale face.

"Sir, please don't move!"

As they were talking, Huo Zhongyuan walked to the bedside, reached out and half-embraced Huo Jing, and slowly lowered his body.

"Don't be angry, lie down first!"

"Xiao Yuan, Grandpa is so sorry!"

Huo Jing's tears streamed down his face as he reached out to grasp Huo Zhongyuan's hand.

"It's okay, I don't care about these things."

"no!"

Huo Jing blinked hard, trying to see Huo Zhongyuan clearly. He then turned to look at Jiang Yuan, who was standing to the side with a flustered expression.

"Jiang Yuan, how dare you!"

He roared with all his might, "How dare you betray me and go against my wishes to make my grandson give up his inheritance! Who gave you the guts?"

"Don't be angry yet, let's talk about it when you're feeling better."

Huo Zhongyuan looked at the old man whose face was flushed, reached out and pressed the emergency call button, and whispered to comfort him.

Huo Jing used all his strength to finish saying those words.

"Huff...huff...huff..." He breathed heavily, closed his eyes, and calmed himself down for a while before speaking.

His voice was icy cold: "Jiang Yuan, tell me, who exactly sent you to say these things?"

“Sir! There is no one else involved; this is just my own idea.”

Before Jiang Yuan could finish speaking, the attending physician and several nurses who were making their rounds rushed in.

"What's going on?"

The attending physician stepped forward and pushed Jiang Yuan, who was surrounding the hospital bed, away.

The nurse went over to check the medication. Seeing that the flow rate was normal, she pushed the liquid slightly to slow it down a bit.

The attending physician carefully observed the data on the monitoring equipment. As the various data gradually returned to normal, he turned around and lashed out at the two men.

"What's going on? Didn't we tell your family not to let Mr. Huo's emotions fluctuate too much?"

"Is it because you think Mr. Huo's life is too long?"

"Me, me~"

Jiang Yuan was so frustrated he almost slapped himself.

"It's all my fault!"

Huo Jing closed his eyes to rest, which helped him recover some of his energy.

He looked up at the doctor.

"Director Chen, I'm fine now. Thank you for your hard work."

Dr. Chen opened his mouth, shook his head, and patted the back of his hand.

"Mr. Huo, may you live a few more years in peace!"

He looked at Jiang Yuan and said, "Don't make Mr. Huo angry anymore."

After saying that, he glanced at the powerful-looking man standing to the side, swallowed hard, but ultimately didn't say anything. He sighed, shook his head, and led a few nurses out of the ward.

"Speak up, who gave you permission to say those things in front of Xiao Yuan?"

Seeing that Jiang Yuan was about to speak, he slowly closed his eyes: "Jiang Yuan, if you don't speak, from today onwards, you can stay away from me. I don't need people who are two-faced and disloyal by my side."

Jiang Yuan hung his head, looking dejected: "Sir, it's Mrs. Su!"

"Jiang Yuan, you're getting senile!"

Huo Jing looked at Huo Zhongyuan, suppressing his anger: "Xiao Yuan, go sit outside for a while, I need to talk to Jiang Yuanxian."

Huo Zhongyuan nodded to Huo Jing, turned around, opened the door, and walked out.

Seeing Xiao Yuan walk out, Huo Jing gritted his teeth and glared angrily at Jiang Yuan.

"Ah Yuan, you've been with me for almost sixty years!"

"Yes, sir, it has been fifty-nine years."

Jiang Yuan's voice was low and hoarse, tinged with sorrow.

Huo Jing's weathered and cloudy eyes gazed ahead, his gaze filled with sorrow and longing: "Every time I see Xiao Yuan, it's like seeing myself more than 30 years ago, ambitious and spirited, as if I didn't care about anything."

He murmured softly, "So alike, so very alike!"

"Mr. Huo really does resemble you in your younger days!"

Jiang Yuan had to admit that the person in the entire Huo family who resembled the eldest master the most was Mr. Huo. But because of this resemblance, he knew that even without the inheritance from the eldest master, Mr. Huo's abilities would allow him to be just as powerful and influential outside, while his wife and husband at home could not.

Huo Jing was well aware of Jiang Yuan's intentions in doing so.

“I know you’re worried that Jiakai and Zhongmou will be completely suppressed by Xiaoyuan if they lose these shares, but you have to think about it, if I leave these shares to Jiakai and the others, how many can Jiakai keep?”

"Will those old foxes on the board just stand by and watch Jia Kai hold 42% of the shares without making a move? Or is it that Su Chun and her family can tolerate it?"

Huo Jing spoke for a while and then became a little out of breath.

"Master!"

Thinking about what the Huo family might go through after the passing of the eldest master, his eyes reddened, and a nameless grief and indignation welled up in his heart.

Yes, how could the gentleman possibly outmaneuver those old foxes, and Mrs. Su's family, who are also insatiably greedy?

Huo Jing opened his mouth and gasped for breath. After resting for a while, he continued speaking.

“I’ll leave 27 percent of the shares to Xiaoyuan and 15 percent to Jiakai. As long as they’re of one mind, those old bastards on the board can only watch helplessly.”

“If the father and son are at odds, then I can’t interfere too much. With Xiao Yuan’s temperament, he will definitely take action to punish them when he can’t bear it anymore. However, no matter how bad his father is, he will always leave his father some breathing room.”

His voice grew softer and softer until it was barely audible.

Finally, Huo Jingqiang mustered his strength and raised his voice, saying, "If I leave Kaiyue to Xiaoyuan, at least I can retain all the hard work I've put in over the years, and Kaiyue will still bear the Huo surname. If I leave it to Jiakai and Jiang Yuan, Jiakai won't have the face to see me after he passes away!"

"Sir! No way!"

Jiang Yuan held Huo Jing's hand, knelt before the hospital bed, and burst into tears.

"No, how could I not know what kind of character my own son has? He's weak and can't handle anything. If he had just stood up for himself once back then and brought Xiao Yuan's mother to stand up to me, I wouldn't have to worry about the future of the Huo family as I lay dying. What a pity! What a pity!"