However, when Shen Zhehan took office, the first thing he did was to attack Uncle Shen. He used the excuse of a secret business in the family to send the man away.

So now the other people in the Shen family don’t know the situation.

Those who knew about the situation were also on their way, so the ward was very quiet.

The old man of the Shen family glanced at the two people in the ward with his slightly cloudy eyes.

It is said that there will be no filial son by the bedside of a long-term patient.

He used to think that his eldest son was a nerd who only cared about studying and would not take over the family business. He was very disappointed in him and paid little attention to him. However, he did not expect that from the time he fell ill until he woke up, his eldest son, regardless of the fact that he was already a sixty-year-old man, took care of him all the time.

Before he fell into a coma, Shen Hongxiu didn't look so old, but now the hair on his temples has turned white.

Mr. Lu is his best friend.

I kept trying to wake him up.

But unexpectedly, his other son and two daughters came very frequently at the beginning, but have come less and less recently, especially the new head of the family, Shen Zhehan, he seemed not to have heard his voice for a long time.

On the other hand, Shen Zheming, who he thought was narrow-minded, always sat by his bed and muttered to him, of course, all he said was asking him to wake up quickly so that he could deal with Shen Zhehan...

Yes, that's right, although he was unconscious, strangely enough, he was conscious the entire time. Except for not being able to open his eyes and see the situation in the ward, he knew everything else.

So, he naturally knew that around early in the morning, a little girl fed him a drop of water in a teacup.

After he swallowed that drop of water, he knew he would not die.

He had never taken a panacea, but at that moment he knew that this thing might be something only gods could have.

Could that little girl be a fairy? He couldn't help but think of what a Taoist priest had said when he read his fortune fifty years ago.

It happened to be the year when he was seventy-nine years old.

It was the third disaster in his life. If he could overcome it, he would still have 20 years to live. If he couldn't, he would be finished.

He knew this was his own disaster.

He was seventy-nine, so it wouldn't matter if he died, but he still had a lot of things to deal with, so he couldn't just die like this.

Fortunately, I finally got through it.

But he didn't believe that there really was a fairy who came to save him.

Although he couldn't see, he could hear the voice, so he could keenly feel what kind of person the other person was.

He knew that it should be a little girl around fifteen or sixteen years old.

Although she didn't say anything, he knew that the girl was a stranger.

He moved his lips and felt very energetic. That drop of water made his limbs, internal organs all warm, and his cold hands and feet also felt strong.

Coupled with that half bowl of medicine that exuded a special medicinal fragrance, he was able to wake up smoothly.

Having not spoken for a long time, the old man's voice was a little hoarse and weak, "...Old Lu, thank you this time."

"You old thing, if you survive a disaster, you will have good fortune in the future. If you quarrel with me again, I will beat you with my cane."

Although Mr. Lu was very excited, he still spoke angrily on purpose.

"As long as you don't steal chess pieces when playing chess, I will definitely not quarrel with you."

"You old thing, you just woke up and you're already exposing my shortcomings."

Shen Hongxiu couldn't help but wipe away tears.

It looks like everything is really fine.

He quickly asked, "Father, where do you feel uncomfortable? Do you want some water?"

"Don't drink the water for now. Let me ask you, who has been to my ward since last night? I'm not talking about the doctors and nurses."

Shen Hongxiu didn't know why his father asked this, but he still thought about it seriously, "Father, my third sister came last night, and then it was just me and Old Lu, no one else."

There was a glimmer of doubt in Mr. Shen's eyes.

People in his condition had extremely sharp senses. He could not be wrong, there was indeed a little girl in the ward, her footsteps were very light, as if she was afraid of being seen by others, but then he remembered that her footsteps were intermittent.

He was a little confused, frowning. Elder Lu hurried forward and complained, "You old man, your life was finally saved, why are you thinking about it here? Hurry up and take good care of yourself, and get out of this hospital as soon as possible. It's almost the New Year, and I want to have a few drinks with you."

Mr. Shen slowly relaxed his brows.

Apparently, neither of these two people know, so let’s just think of her as a little fairy.

At this time, Shen Zheming, who arrived first, pushed open the door and ran to Mr. Shen's bed in two steps.

She was thirty-seven years old, holding the old man's hand, crying with tears and snot, so sad, and mumbling, "...Grandpa, you finally woke up, you didn't know, I was bullied by my eldest cousin, I can't live anymore, you have to do it for me..."

Shen Hongxiu pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly.

Old Lu glared at him and was about to say something, but unexpectedly, the old man who everyone thought was about to get angry and curse said softly, "Okay, you already have children, and you are crying like this, aren't you afraid of being laughed at? I know you are wronged, don't worry, grandpa will not ignore you."

Shen Zheming looked at Mr. Shen with great surprise.

There were many more things to say, but he couldn't say them. In fact, Mr. Shen used to dislike the way he was. He was very smart, but he was very thoughtful. He was always hesitant and indecisive about everything he did. He didn't really like that.

In addition, he was never convinced and kept going against Zhehan.

Old people are all like this, their five fingers are not evenly aligned when they stretch out. It’s actually the same with elders towards their children, there are always some they favor, some they ignore, and some they don’t like.

Of course, no matter how much you dislike him, he is still a descendant of the Shen family.

He would not abandon them, but this sincerity was always a little different from what he had now.

The old man knew that no matter what Shen Zheming's purpose was, even if it had nothing to do with filial piety, he understood that he wanted him to survive.

Unlike that beast Shen Zhehan, his eyes turned cold when he thought of this. He looked at Shen Hongxiu coldly and said, "Zheming is here, where is Zhehan?"

Shen Hongxiu glanced outside the ward and saw that the corridor was quiet.

His son has been very busy recently. He has not been seen for ten days or half a month. Even when his mother was sick, he ignored her, not to mention the unconscious and dying old man.

But what can he say?

That was his own son.

I could only say awkwardly, "Zhehan has been too busy recently. If he knew, he would definitely come right over."

Shen Zheming looked at Mr. Shen eagerly.

(End of this chapter)