You can't say too much, and you can't say it too clearly.

Shang Yang said that he wanted to accompany him, which was not adulterated, let people move to a comfortable office, sit in the corridor, according to Wang Tianxiao's idea, do a full set of plays, and now do a full set, if they come over tomorrow, Shang Yang's mental state is better than them, and it is easy to make people suspicious.

I didn't eat, I just drank water, although my body was more tormented, my spirit was unprecedentedly relaxed, and I occasionally stood up and moved my body, and walked to the window of the corridor camera to look at this small city.

In fact, in addition to a few major cities in this country, the urban area of many cities is equivalent to the second and third tiers in China, and the area of this city is equivalent to the fourth tier, and the resident population is only about 300,000.

There are no lights at midnight in this city, it is pitch black, only the street lights are still lit, and the ridiculous thing is that the lighting rate is only 60 or 70 percent, and occasionally you can see a few drunk people walking in front of the road, which is the most prosperous scenery.

The light illuminates his face, which is still angular, with a high nose bridge, but no one will ever call him a handsome guy like he did back then, nothing more than... When he is old, the little girl walking on the road may call him: handsome uncle.

In fact, he just came today to see Shang Taishan's appearance, and he was also taken aback, and for a moment he thought that he was really terminally ill, and he died soon, until everyone dispersed and saw Shang Taishan's smile, this feeling disappeared completely.

It suddenly occurred to me whether Shang Taishan was also what he is now?

And will I eventually grow old, and one day I will not need any disguise and lie in a hospital bed without my control?

So here's the problem.

What do people live for?

The glory and disgrace, gains and losses, success and failure, joys and sorrows, and the struggle for fame and fortune in this life... Until the day you lie in the hospital bed, what can it bring?

He did think about this question before, and when he was very young, he came to a very flamboyant conclusion: the day I leave, I want to say, this life has not been in vain?

However, what will it bring to the moment you close your eyes if you can say this sentence in a grand manner?

He couldn't figure it out and couldn't figure it out.

"I'm leaving," a voice came from behind him.

Shang Yin also wanted to do a full set of plays, but he felt embarrassed to sit outside the ward all the time, and when Shang Taishan was facing life and death, he could abandon his previous suspicions, and learned that he was safe and sound, and everything that happened in the ancestral hall flashed in front of his eyes, and there was always a pimple in his heart.

"Don't keep watch, you can rest in the side ward, there are people downstairs, you will tell them as soon as you see them coming here, you can come out of the ward again"

Shang Yang turned around.

Seeing Shang Yin's appearance, maybe because he didn't rest well when he knew the meeting was going on last night, and he stayed up until now, and the whole person was very tired, and a beard that had just emerged appeared above his lips, looking much older.

Shang Yang once saw a photo, it was a photo of Sister Xian'er eloping with him back then, on the mountain, that year Sister Xian'er was still a little girl with a mirror decal, Shang Yin is younger than he is now, he is a young man, the two people in the photo are happy, joyful, talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven.

In the blink of an eye, he became what he was looking like.

"What are you looking at? there's something on my face?" Shang Yin was very uncomfortable with him, and subconsciously raised his hand and touched his face.

"Dad"

Shang Yang

blurted out, smiled and opened his arms, stepped forward and hugged him tightly.

Shang Yin was dumbfounded, his whole body tensed, if he hadn't been hugged by Shang Yang, he would have thought that he had heard it wrong, even if he was hugged, it didn't feel real, and his brain was buzzing.

"Po"

Shang Yang turned his head, kissed him on the face, and said with a smile: "When I go home, I always point to my face, let Xiaoshi and my daughter kiss, they laugh after kissing, I have always wondered what it feels like, I have lived for almost thirty years, and finally kissed my father, it feels good..."

Shang Yang let go of him and continued: "You go back, I'm still young, my body can endure it, I'm tired, go back first..."

After that, he walked back to the door of the ward.

Shang Yin was still standing in place, his mind was blank, this was a feeling he had never felt before, he slowed down for more than twenty seconds, and the footsteps in the corridor had stopped, and then he turned his head suddenly, and saw Shang Yang sitting back again, his body trembling like an electric shock.

Quickly turned around, raised his hand to cover his mouth, walked into the elevator, and cried loudly the moment the elevator door closed, he heard Shang Yang call his father for the first time, and he couldn't say what it felt like in his heart, the elevator door opened, and the crying did not stop, but intensified, walking in the hospital lobby, walking to the road, crying while walking under the street lamp...

If Wang Tianxiao saw this picture, they would definitely think that the old man drove the crane west, and they would not have thought of it at all, just because his son hugged him, kissed him, and called Dad.

Quite the opposite of him.

Shang Yang smiled, looking at the ward, he seemed to understand for a moment what would happen to him at the moment of death, whether it was good, bad, once hated or beloved, he would reconcile with them.

"It should be reconciled with this world and look forward to another world, hehe"

......

It's five o'clock in the morning.

Zeng Guoqiang and Qian Jin appeared in the hospital, the two of them came to replace Shang Yang, and when they stepped out of the elevator, they saw the figure still waiting outside the door of the ward, and their pace sped up a little.

"The head of the house..."

"The head of the house..."

The two walked to the side and greeted each other.

"The old man has been very stable this night, don't worry, have you eaten breakfast?" Shang Yang asked in a hoarse voice, he didn't rest all night, his throat was inflamed, and his eyes were full of bloodshots.

"It's okay if the old man is fine..."Zeng Guoqiang replied: "Family master, our rest is enough, your body is important, since we are here, you can go back and rest..."

"Yes, even if it's a nap, here..." Qian Jin turned his head as he spoke, saw that there was only a row of cold plastic stools in the corridor, and whispered to the security guard next to him: "How do you do things, don't you know how to move a bed for the head of the house?"

Plastic chairs are not elastic and can hurt your butt when sitting for a long time.

The security guard said aggrievedly: "We moved, the head of the house let him take it away, and he stood all night..."

"You..." Zeng Guoqiang was also a little anxious.

"I'm fine, I can't sleep, my heart is not steady" Shang Yang said slowly: "I don't need to rest, let's see, if you don't have breakfast, you can go eat first..."

"Master, your body is important!"

"We're here, don't worry!"

Shang Yang waved his hand again: "First of all, I'll go back when I'm tired, often like this, get used to it..."

After speaking, he squeezed out a smile of bitterness.

Seeing that he insisted repeatedly, the two looked at each other, and they didn't dare to say anything, on the one hand, they couldn't, and on the other hand, they were thinking,

If he deliberately wanted to be here, it would be indecent to talk too much...

About six o'clock.

Shen Fengtian came, and he also persuaded Shang Yang to rest.

Half past six.

Wei Dong came to the scene.

At 6:40, Wang Tianxiao arrived.

Wang Tianxiao looked at Shang Yang's appearance, and he was even more clueless, he didn't have the heart to rest this night, thinking that since the old man could suddenly fall at the time when Shang Yang signed, the chance of premeditation accounted for 99%, but now the old man has no rights, even if he opposes the reform, what can he do?

Or rather, what other conspiracy can they have if they stay alone together for one night?

If there is a long time ago, it can be clearly explained on the phone, why do you have to meet in person at this time?

The more I think about it, the more confused my brain becomes, and the more I can't figure it out.

Nine o'clock.

Footsteps finally came from the corridor again, it was Qian Duoduo, his location was the closest from here, naturally he arrived first, wearing a relatively formal light gray tunic, this kind of occasion was a little more serious, but if the old man had an accident, he would not be too frivolous.

When he came over and saw that everyone didn't speak, he just bowed in front of Shang Yang and called out to the head of the family, and then stood at the back of the crowd, guarding.

Two hours later.

Eleven o'clock in the afternoon.

Wei Chengyun and Zeng Baoyi appeared, and it was a coincidence that Wei Chengyun was in Southeast Asia, very close to the seaport, and the two of them rushed together after receiving the notice.

The movements are the same, bow respectfully, and call the head of the house.

Shang Yang turned his head and looked at it, nodding slightly.

Another hour passed.

He finally turned around, his eyes were about to turn blood-red, and all the white was occupied by red, which looked a little scary, swept around, frowned slightly, didn't say much, and withdrew his gaze.

"Whew!"

Wang Tianxiao saw this scene, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, he felt that he had seen through Shang Yang's purpose, if Shang Yang had a strategic vision, he would look at it very long-term, and he proposed reform in order to replace it when the crude oil resources were exhausted and the technology in Ding Xiaonian's hands was used to the greatest effect!

Shang Yang can naturally see the importance, if nothing else, he tried every means to contact Ding Xiaonian before, but he didn't get in touch, took advantage of the old man's critical illness, called everyone over, and then called the juniors, and went around in such a big circle, just to make Ding Xiaonian appear!

After all, the queen Tianjiao's body is inconvenient, especially this kind of scene is prone to accidents, what can be replaced is Ding Xiaonian, he needs to find Ding Xiaonian to get the technology, once he gets the technology, even if he is reformed, he is not afraid!

He secretly said in his heart: "How do you know that Ding Xiaonian has been monitored by me? It is impossible for him to appear, and if you make so many doubts, your purpose will fail..."

Then.

I saw Shang Yang's body swaying, his feet were unstable, and the whole person fell to the side.

"The head of the house..."

"Head of the house!"

Everyone subconsciously reached out to hold on, and shouted anxiously at the same time.

Shang Yang was just unsteady on his feet, raised his hand to support Qian Jin, who was standing next to him, stood firm again, fell his head, and said lightly: "I'm fine... Don't worry!"

As he spoke, his body shook again.

"Master, you've been up for thirty hours, go back!"

"Let's go back, we're here and there won't be any surprises"

"Your body is important, family master, you are the backbone of our Shang family, rest..."