Wen Junxi carried Yan Wan'er to the lounge next door, and as soon as she was settled, she heard an exclamation from the ward. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info's heart sank suddenly, and he hurriedly took off his coat, covered Yan Wan'er, and rushed to Old Man Wen's hospital bed in three steps and two steps.

At first sight, a sadness surged into his heart, and Wen Junxi bit his lip desperately, so he couldn't help but cry on the spot.

The twenty or thirty people of the Wen family's direct line all looked sad, bowed their heads and wept.

For a while, the atmosphere in the ward was bleak.

"Huh, grandpa's electrocardiogram, the electrocardiogram has appeared again!" Wen Meixi's afterglow looked at the instrument that was set aside, suddenly stopped crying, and said with a sob.

Swish!

Everyone in the Wen family looked at the electrocardiogram in unison, and sure enough, the electrocardiogram showed that Old Man Wen's heart was beating more and more regularly and strongly.

God bless the Wen family! God bless the Wen family!

Wen Jiakang's eyes were surging with turbulent waves, pretending to be inadvertent, and turned around to secretly wipe away the tears contained in the corners of his eyes.

Father, as long as you are here, as long as there is another ten years, my Wen family will definitely be able to go to a higher level, and at that time, the son will be worthy of the ancestors of the Wen family, and worthy of you, father!

Wen Jialang's face was incredulous, his eyes were filled with joy, and then a trace of worry was revealed.

Yan Wan'er has already come to the hospital bed, and now let her see Old Man Wen, I believe that it will not be long before she can enter the room.

Without the marriage with the Dong family, the naval and land armies controlled by the Dong family, how can the people of his Wen family be placed in it.

Not to mention, in just a month or two, his eldest son Wen Junjie will be sent back to Beijing, and the matter of being promoted to the first level is estimated to be in vain.

And Wen Junxi's father, Wen Jiajun cried with joy, he was over fifty years old, crying like a child.

Regardless of the weirdness of Old Man Wen at this time, he tightly grasped Old Man Wen's dirty hands.

seems to be afraid that as soon as he lets go, the turning point in front of him will become a bubble, and it will dissipate in an instant.

"Why did Grandpa become so dirty and smelly? ”

A childish and innocent voice broke the slightly heavy atmosphere in the ward.

"Grandpa, hurry up, it's too dirty, get up and take a shower." The ignorant little girl, with her little pink mouth, seemed to be very dissatisfied with her grandfather's dirty appearance.

"Yaya, good. Grandpa is uncomfortable, let's not make noise to grandpa. "A quiet and luxurious young woman, a daughter who sees little and nothing more, is full of children's words. In normal times, everyone laughs.

But now, she could only smile awkwardly and bring her daughter, who had just turned four, to her side.

"Ahem, ahem!"

There was a slight cough, but it was like a stone breaking the sky, and the silver bottle exploded, stirring up a thousand waves in the quiet room.

Old Man Wen opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were like torches, and there was still a little bit of collapse in his pupils.

It's just that at this time, except for the mouth, nose, and eyes, the rest of the parts are covered by a layer of swarthy and unpleasant viscous liquid.

In addition to the face, the top of the head, and the neck, even the hands are constantly oozing sour and unpleasant black liquid. As for the places that can't be seen, I'm afraid they are not far from ten, and black liquor is raging everywhere.

However, compared to such a strange situation, the people of the Wen family were obviously more surprised by Old Man Wen's sudden soberness.

"Father, are you awake?"

The three brothers of the Wen family looked at their old father nervously at the same time, and their three hearts were like hanging in the air, for fear that it would just be empty joy.

"What are you painting on me!" Old Man Wen's nose is the most sensitive, when he was young, when he was fighting, as long as the enemy planted mines somewhere, he could find it with his nose, which was comparable to a roaring dog.

Of course, this is an inappropriate analogy. However, Old Man Wen has a good nose and is well-known in the army.

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