【149.Father】
To be honest, if Sister Li hadn't told him about this, he might not have thought about the issue of signing the hospital power of attorney.
Without his family, his surgery would not have been completed.
He has been in this hospital for almost a month. From the time he was rescued to now, he has probably undergone four or five operations.
If no one signs for him, it will definitely not work.
"Zheng Xuhe, are the couple here to pick me up?"
"I don't know about that. Anyway, all surgeries in the hospital are signed by someone, so we don't need to worry about it."
Sister Li is actually not very clear about the hospital's affairs, after all, Zheng Xuhe is in charge.
They, as outsiders, also knew Zheng Xuhe's feelings for him, and he was rescued by Zheng Xuhe. Naturally, everyone believed in Zheng Xuhe's feelings for Cheng Qingxing and would not think about his problems.
The hospital was arranged by Zheng Xuhe, and the public relations were also handled by Zheng Xuhe's people.
It seems to be Cheng Qingxing's business, but in fact it is Zheng Xuhe's own business.
Moreover, Zheng Xuhe's solutions were perfect. No matter whether it was the kidnapping of Cui Xiaohua or the arrangement of his surgery, Zheng Xuhe did his best and they didn't have to worry about anything.
Sister Li also reported some work matters to him and then left.
Before leaving, I told him not to worry about anything and just have a good rest.
He really had nothing to worry about. After all, Zheng Xuhe was such a perfectionist in doing things that he didn't have to worry about anything.
Cheng Qingxing had originally planned to go out for a walk today, but just as he was about to leave the ward, he saw Cheng Mingguo.
Cheng Mingguo looked a lot older, at least in the eyes of his son who had not been home for more than ten years. The man in front of him looked like a man in his sixties.
There were white hairs on his temples and wrinkles all over his face. If Cheng Qingxing hadn't looked closely, he wouldn't have recognized that the person opposite him was Cheng Mingguo.
"Long time no see." Cheng Qingxing bowed politely to the man, "Would you like to go out for a walk with my son?"
Cheng Mingguo looked at his playful face, sighed, and then said softly: "Let's go out for a walk. The weather is nice today."
Cheng Qingxing and Cheng Mingguo walked in the hospital corridor. The sunlight came in through the window at the end of the corridor, appearing particularly bright.
The corridor was very quiet, with only the sound of their footsteps echoing.
Cheng Qingxing's legs and feet were not very convenient, so walking was a little difficult for him, but he always had a smile on his face, trying to make the atmosphere more relaxed.
They walked along the corridor and reached the tree-lined path outside the hospital.
The trees on both sides of the street are lush and green, and the tender green leaves sparkle in the sun, as if nature has given the city the most vivid colors.
Occasionally a breeze blows, the leaves rustle, bringing a hint of coolness and freshness.
Cheng Qingxing took a deep breath. It smelled very comfortable, much more comfortable than the smell of alcohol in the ward.
"If you're okay, I'll be back in a few days." Cheng Mingguo walked beside him, with a hint of fatigue in his tone.
"Yeah." Cheng Qingxing didn't look back at him, but just kept walking forward.
The two men walked along the path, but because he had an injury on his leg, he didn't walk too far and found a small pavilion to rest.
"Did Zheng Xuhe tell you?" Cheng Mingguo suddenly mentioned Zheng Xuhe's name, which made Cheng Qingxing's heart tighten.
What Zheng Xuhe said to him last night made him feel uneasy.
The current Zheng Xuhe made him feel very unfamiliar. He always felt that it was not a good thing for him to look for his father.
"What is it?"
Cheng Mingguo looked him up and down, looked at Cheng Qingxing's innocent face, and smiled helplessly, "You, can't possibly not know that I'm not your biological father, right?"
At this moment, the surroundings are exceptionally quiet.
The wind blew through the surrounding trees, making a rustling sound that mixed with his heartbeat and breathing, making him particularly irritated.
He subconsciously rubbed his earlobe, adjusted his breathing, and said with a smile: "Should I know?"
"Of course you should know." Cheng Mingguo directly broke through the thin veil between the two of them, "Cheng Qingxing, your mother and I adopted you from an orphanage. You seemed to be only one or two years old at that time, so you probably don't remember anything."
When Cheng Qingxing heard his answer, he let out a long sigh and smiled.
To be honest, he thought that as long as he didn't tell Cheng Mingguo about it, this matter could be covered up forever.
And he also has a home.
But it is obvious that Cheng Mingguo prefers his younger son more.
He, an Omega who has no blood relationship with his eldest son and who refuses to follow his arrangements, should get out of this family.
"We originally raised you up thinking that you could take care of us in our old age." Cheng Mingguo didn't play the role of a loving father and said to him directly, "It seems that it is unlikely now."
"I can pretend that I didn't hear anything just now." Cheng Qingxing said with a smile, lowering his head.
Cheng Mingguo waved his hand at him, "You don't have to pretend you don't know. Xiao Xu (Cheng Qingxing's younger brother) will take care of us in our old age."
Cheng Qingxing raised his hand to support his forehead with a somewhat bitter smile. He felt a little speechless.
"Although I have never been back home in these years, I should have transferred money home regularly every month, right?"
Although he never went home or asked about his parents' situation, he would transfer 5,000 yuan into the bank card left for his parents every month. No matter how hard his life was, he never stopped in the past ten years.
"Yes, but your brother's expenses are too high, and this amount of money is nothing to the family."
Hearing this, he clenched his fists tightly and the smile on his face disappeared.
Cheng Qingxu was their beloved son, and he, Cheng Qingxing, was just an adopted test subject.
"Have I paid it back?" Cheng Qingxing asked him with a smile, "Have I paid back the money you paid for raising me for eighteen years?"
When it comes to the topic of "expenses" for his son, Cheng Mingguo instantly becomes excited and directly calculates the bill for him.
"Five thousand a month, that's sixty thousand a year, ten years is six hundred thousand, we support you for eighteen years, it's more than six hundred thousand."
When Cheng Qingxing heard this, he was a little stunned at first. Then, when he reacted, he showed a bitter smile.
His laughter sounded particularly helpless, and tears fell unconsciously. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, trying to make himself look more energetic.
"So, in your eyes, for eighteen years, I'm not actually your son, right?"
There was a pause before each word Cheng Qingxing spoke. His tone was tentative, questioning, and timid. His eyes were red, but there was still a smile on his face.
But this smile looks particularly dazzling.
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