"Mu Xin, you're awake!"

He Lao found that the old man on the bed had a reaction, and came to her side as soon as possible.

"Lao He, you're here!"

The old man wanted to struggle to get up, but found that he was so sore that he couldn't move at all, so he could only sigh lightly.

Seeing this, Zhao Yingqin hurriedly took a soft pillow and carefully cushioned it under her neck.

The old man looked around, and finally smiled gratefully at Su Yi beside him.

Su Yi saw that the old man's reaction was calm, thinking that she should know her own physical condition.

Now that they have woken up, their family must have something to say.

Then he turned his back to the window and looked out.

"Mom, are you feeling better?"

Zhao Yingqin looked at her mother with tears in her eyes.

The old lady seemed to want to raise her hand to touch her cheek, but she couldn't sit down, so she could only nod slightly.

Seeing this, the others also gathered around, because they all knew that this was the last time they would see the old lady.

"It's all here!"

At the time of parting, the old lady looked at them one by one.

Although several people were nervous about the old lady's physical condition on the surface, they were all counting their little Jiujiu in their hearts.

"Eh, I have to thank this little brother for meeting again!"

The old lady's spirit seemed to be better than just now, and she couldn't help but speak a little louder.

After a few people chatted around her for a few words, the old lady actually asked the nanny to feed her some water to drink.

"Mom, look at the operation of our companies!"

Zhao Yinghua finally couldn't help but ask.

She was afraid that if the old lady didn't come up again, she would go directly to her, and the industry would belong to Zhao Yingzi and her family.

Because the company is now controlled by the two of them.

The old lady nodded at her.

Zhao Yinghua thought that the old lady was affirming her, and couldn't help but be complacent.

The old lady asked Zhao Yingqin to support her body and lean on the head of the bed.

Looking at the heavy needles in the center of her feet, how could she not know that the road of her life had come to an end.

"Time is running out, it's too late to hire a lawyer!

Since Lao He is here, let's ask him to be a witness!"

As she spoke, she took the initiative to take He Lao's hand, which had been staring at her.

"Lao He, this life can only pass like this!

Let's go in the next life!"

The old man raised his hand and touched He Lao's gray hair, his eyes full of tenderness.

He Lao was stunned for a moment, and then buried his face in the old man's hand and cried silently.

An old man in his sixties and seventies suddenly cried like a child of six or seven years old, which moved everyone around him.

When He Lao was almost cathartic, the old man raised his eyes and looked at everyone.

"The Zhao family's property is handed over to Yingzi Yingqin and the two of them to take care of together, and you will receive dividends every year!"

The old man looked at Wei Kunpeng's mother, Zhao Yinghua, and said.

Although she was in a coma for a long time during her illness, she was not unconscious.

She knew very well who was taking care of her during her illness.

And she knows very well that her youngest daughter has a light temperament and does not fight or grab, if Zhao Yingzi, who has been running the company, hands over the company to her, Zhao Yinghua will definitely not be reconciled.

So it's better to let Zhao Yingzi take her to do it, so that Zhao Yingzi won't kick her out of the game for the sake of the old lady's face.

You can also have a secure life in the future.

As for the second daughter Zhao Yinghua, she never came to visit the old lady once during her illness, let alone take care of her.

If you can give her all the dividends, it will be not thin for her.

"Mom, it's not fair!

Why do they both have shares and I can only get some dividends?"

Zhao Yinghua exploded when he heard it, and he shouted loudly regardless of whether the old man was seriously ill.

"Don't you know what you've been like all these years? When did you put us in your eyes by leaning on the big tree of the Wei family!

How many times a year can you come back to see your mother?

Now that my mother is seriously ill, you want to divide the family property!"

Sure enough, Zhao Yingqin was silent.

Zhao Yingzi pointed at Zhao Yinghua and reprimanded him.

"What do you mean?

Don't think you're the boss and can run amok at home!"

Zhao Yinghua fought back without showing weakness.

The two of them quarreled like this, and you and I quarreled with each other.

The old man lying on the bed was accustomed to this scene and ignored their existence at all.

After a while, the two finally had enough of arguing.

"Mom, I don't agree with this distribution!"

Zhao Yinghua still said without giving up.

"What has been decided cannot be changed!

Little brother, pull out the needle!"

The old man said something to Su Yi by the window, and then ignored them.

just looked at He Lao quietly, and his eyes showed reluctance and affection.

"Why should you!"

The old man took He Lao's hand and said softly.

He Lao just waved his hand vigorously, but he couldn't say a word.

Su Yi turned his head to look at the old man.

I saw that her Yin Tang was black, and her spiritual power continued to dissipate from the top of her head, obviously she was not acting!

"He Lao, the old man can't do it!"

Su Yi came to He Lao's side and said softly.

Although he didn't look back just now, he knew everything about the two old men.

Rightly or wrongly, the relationship between the two shook him deeply.

He Laoqiang endured the pain and nodded.

got up and put the old man down flat, and gently arranged the old lady's scattered hair into meticulous care.

Slowly coming to the foot of the old man's bed, He Lao gently pinched the handle of the needle.

"Mu Xin, you bear with it, it hurts a little!"

As he spoke, He Lao's hand shook slightly, and the needle fell off.

Dark red blood suddenly came out of the soles of the old man's feet.

After He Lao gently wiped the blood away, he immediately came to the top of the old man's head.

"What are you going to do?"

At this time, Zhao Yinghua suddenly dodged and stopped He Lao and shouted.

She doesn't care if the needle on the top of her head is pulled out or not, but she hasn't gotten what she wants.

"What are you going to do? can't you see that Mom is no longer good?"

Zhao Yingzi didn't get used to her at all this time, and raised her hand and slapped it.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, Zhao Yingzi glared at her angrily.

A slap immediately blindfolded Zhao Yinghua in place.

"Don't worry, if the Wei family dares to come out and provoke, I will administer justice to Yinghua!"

He Lao leaned over and kissed the old man lightly on the forehead, and tears flowed out again unconsciously.

Su Yi knew that this should be the first time that the two old men had an intimate move, a fait goodbye.

Then, He Lao pinched the needle on the top of the old man's head and pulled it out forcefully.

A stream of black-red blood spurted out.

The old man looked at He Lao and closed his eyes with a smile.

"Mom!"

Zhao Yingqin, who had been afraid to speak out just now, finally shouted out in pain.

The room was also a mess for a while.

After a while, Su Yi accompanied He Lao out of Zhao's house.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal, don't be too sad when you are old!"

Su Yi knew that what he said was nonsense.

But he really didn't know how to comfort a sad old man.

"To be able to meet her for the last time and say a few words, the old man is already very satisfied!

Thanks to your help!"

As he spoke, He Lao was ready to bow to Su Yi.

Su Yi could not accept such a big gift, and hurriedly helped him up.

Just as a few people were about to get in the car and leave, a sudden sound of drinking sounded behind them.

"Su Yi!"