When you come to a hot pot restaurant, you don't order a pot, you only drink, and few people can do it except for the boss's friends.

Hai Zhao received a call from Yu Minglang and knew that Xiao Qian was coming over, not only did he prepare the best private room in advance, but even the drinks were drawn from his private wine cellar and personally brought them up.

Pouring the wine to the full, Xiaoqian got straight to the point.

"I transferred the hibiscus abroad, you can rest assured, this lily will not be picked by anyone in a short time except you."

Qiuqiu raised his head blankly, glanced at Xiao Qian, and then sighed helplessly.

"Don't delay people. I don't have to be a few years to delay her personal emotional life. ”

He knew what Mr. Qian was capable of.

If Qian didn't want other people to get close to Bai Hibiscus, then he would be able to block everything, but how could he be so selfish.

"What the hell is going on?"

Qiuqiu poured a sip of wine, "My dad had surgery the day after tomorrow, and it was already in the advanced stage." ”

When people are in a bad mood, drinking is bitter.

"Is it diagnosed?"

"Well, I was diagnosed last time he found someone to shock me, and I was treated in our authoritative hospital, Mr. Qian, do you think I owe this old man money in my last life? He tortured me in the first half of his life, I finally got used to myself, he got terminally ill with his pants, you say, I can't feel aggrieved? ”

Qiuqiu drank all the wine, and Haizhao gave him all the spirits, as if he was drinking water.

"I can provide him with end-of-life treatment, the price is according to the average standard of my visits, 2000 an hour, and there should be no problem for your family to afford this."

For this kind of old man who delays his friend's life, Xiaoqian doesn't want to discount.

"Does it work?" Ball fans looked at Xiaoqian blankly.

"It's a little bit, I can let him live a few more months, and with the doctor's treatment, maybe I'm optimistic that it can be a few years."

No matter how long it takes, the countdown to Daddy's life has begun.

This is a fact that no one can change, Qiuqiu thought that his old man was going to turn into a handful of ashes and be buried in the ground, and his hatred and hatred had nowhere to be revenged, and he felt a nameless fire blocked in his heart.

"Before today, I wanted to confirm the relationship with Bai Hibiscus, and then the two of them went abroad to get a certificate together, and then it was like this, you also know in our circle, it is too difficult to find a satisfactory companion, and it is not easy to meet one, but this old man, but at this time I know that he is going to hang, if I settle the matter, they will stare at me on the west sky, will Bai Hibiscus and I have to bear the guilt of a grave for a lifetime? How much did I owe him in my last life? ”

At this point, Qiuqiu can't tell whether he hates his father a lot, or hates the world a lot, he wants to let go of everything, but he can't put anything, people have already entered the countdown, and there is no point in hating or hating, he can only let his father leave this world without regrets, even if he has wronged his feelings.

Men, the most taboo thing is not to be responsible.

He can't let the old man still think about himself before kicking his legs, even if he pretends to show the old man, let him breathe at ease.

He can't let Bai Hibiscus carry the guilt of angry with the old man of his family, no matter how deep his feelings are, he can't afford the weight of a life, although the old man is sick himself, but if he lets the old man know that he and Bai Hibiscus are not broken, the old man will definitely stretch his legs and die of anger.

When the time comes, won't Bai Hibiscus be sad for a lifetime and guilty for a lifetime?

Xiaoqian silently filled the ball, and the ball was drunk again.

When I put down the cup, my eyes were red.

"Mr. Qian, you said that people are so aggrieved when they are alive? Was he fair to me? When I was a child, he beat me, looked down on me, hurt me not as a man or a woman, and when he grew up, he was suddenly gone... How can you say that this person can say no, no? ”

The last sentence was full of tears.

For those who have not experienced the separation of life and death, it is difficult to imagine the pain of the departure of their loved ones.

Especially this sudden disease, people are caught off guard, a good living person, it is difficult to accept if you say no.

In Qiuqiu's heart, his father will always be hateful, and he is mentally prepared to fight with this old man for the rest of his life and show him his happy life.

But how could this old man suddenly be gone?

Something fell into the wine, and there was a ripple.

After taking the tissue paper handed over by Xiaoqian, Qiuqiu found that he was crying.

"I only hate that old man, but why should I cry for him?"

"Who knows, human instinct sometimes we professionals can't understand it, you can only suffer by yourself when you are entangled in this, and now let it be."

Xiaoqian has taken on many hospice cases, but some are not for the deceased, but more for the surviving relatives.

Many people can't slow down after their relatives are gone for a long time, and there will be long-term psychological holes, and Xiaoqian has to fill these holes.

The so-called love and hate are not worth life and death, and when I reach this critical point, I find that everything is not important.

Qiuqiu talked a lot to Xiaoqian this night, and he also drank a lot, and the saddest sentence that made Xiaoqian the most sad was the one that Qiuqiu muttered when she was drunk.

"This life is too long and too short, I sometimes hope that in the blink of an eye, I can walk in the park holding hands with the people I like, maybe gray hair, looking back on life worthy of a hundred years, but why, time makes me live so like years? I hate that time is too fast, so that I can't catch the old man I hate, and I hate that time is too slow, so that I will lose the person I like to bear all this, Mr. Qian, the almighty Mr. Qian, you tell me, is there a way to do both in the world, is there any..."

"Yes, you insist on being yourself without shame, and when you live thoroughly, you will understand that living is nothing more than coaxing yourself to be happy while not hurting others."

Qiuqiu, who drank a lot of alcohol, drank drunk for the first time, and finally asked Mr. Qian to carry him back to the hospital.

Xiao Qian poured the rest of the wine and looked at the empty place, her eyes were deep.

"Come out."

This private room has a hidden hut with a locked door.

After Xiao Qian finished speaking, the door opened, and the tearful Bai Hibiscus came out of it, Qian always drank with Qiuqiu for almost 4 hours, and she stayed inside for 4 hours.

"Sit." Xiao Qian pointed to the position where Qiuqiu had just sit.

The wine glass was not removed, and Qiuqiu's cup still had half of the wine he had drunk, and Bai Hibiscus didn't say anything, grabbed the glass and drank it all.

People who don't know how to drink alcohol just drink it.

"Did you hear everything?"

"yes, I heard you."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to country E, he doesn't want to see me now, but as long as I live and he lives, we will always meet again one day."

"Do you want me to treat his father? You know, if I intervene, maybe the two of you will see each other for a longer time. ”

"Cure it, he can't hold a grave in his heart, and I'm the same, you extend it for his dad for a year, I'll wait for him for a year, you extend it for ten years, I'll wait for him for ten years, you extend it for his dad for a few decades, I..."