He Tingjun paused, without looking up, and remained silent for a long time before he whispered, "He's unconscious. Maybe... maybe his death will come in the next few days."
Yun Qiao heard the sadness in his voice and leaned over to hug him.
Now all the words of comfort are pale, only hugs can bring people a little warmth.
At this moment, He Yi suddenly bent down, twisted his body and put his face in front of He Tingjun, pointed at He Tingjun's eyes and said in a baby voice: "Mom, why is Dad crying?"
Yun Qiao: This child...
She coughed lightly, reached out and wiped the corners of He Tingjun's eyes. In order to maintain the solemn image of a father who is omnipotent in the eyes of his children, she said in a disguising manner: "My dear, you are mistaken. Daddy is not crying. There is sand in his eyes."
One and a half year old He Yi has poor comprehension ability and seems to understand but not quite.
He Yan had already acted like a little adult, climbing onto He Tingjun's legs, hugging his arms, and putting his face against them. He said very seriously, "Dad, don't be sad. Mom, me, and my brother will always be with you."
He Tingjun was deeply moved by his daughter's comfort. He hugged He Yan tightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Well, Dad is not sad anymore."
He Tingjun looked at Yun Qiao and said, "Since the children are awake, let's go downstairs to eat. After dinner, go to bed early. We may have other things to do tomorrow, so we have to get up early."
"Okay." Yun Qiao nodded in agreement, put shoes on the two children, and the family of four went to the cafeteria downstairs to eat.
He Tingjun was in a heavy mood and naturally had no appetite. He only had a bowl of vegetarian noodles for dinner. He ate quickly and finished it in a few bites. He spent the rest of the time feeding the children.
The two children were still too young to know what death meant, and they laughed foolishly without any care in the world. When He Tingjun looked at the two children, he would always be distracted from time to time, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Yun Qiao was worried about his condition, so after dinner, he returned to the room and forcefully pushed him onto the bed and ordered him to sleep, to prevent him from having wild thoughts and becoming depressed.
The next morning, He Tingjun got up very early.
Yun Qiao didn't know when he got up, but when she got up at 6:30, He Tingjun had already returned from running outside.
The couple helped their two children get up, and after a simple wash, they went to the cafeteria downstairs for breakfast.
While eating, He Tingjun saw He Jianhua coming through the cafeteria window, so he stood up and brought him over.
"Cousin, have you had breakfast yet?" Yun Qiao asked him politely, "Would you like a bowl of wontons too?"
"No, I've already eaten at home." He Jianhua waved his hand, smiled at Yun Qiao, turned to He Tingjun and said, "My aunt said you went to the hospital yesterday. So let's not go to the hospital today. Let's go to the sanatorium to see grandma first."
"Tingyu got on the train yesterday and will arrive in Shanghai tonight. My uncle and aunt are also taking a flight today. Let's go to the hospital together after everyone arrives."
"Hmm."
He Tingjun had no objection to He Jianhua's arrangement. After all, the two children were still young. Going there alone and facing each other directly... He Tingjun was also afraid of scaring the children.
He Jianhua drove the company car to take the family of four to the nursing home where his father was staying.
This sanatorium is of a very high level. It is inhabited by senior officials who have made contributions to the country. Security is strict and ordinary people cannot enter at all.
He Jianhua led them to the suite where Uncle He lived, but met an unexpected person outside the room.
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