The old man ========================================================= walked to the side of the bed step by step with a cane, pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at his grandson with an indifferent expression on the bed, "Master, you are here"

Ke Hejun pulled a smile on his face, reached out and took the fruit plate at the head of the bed, and brought it to Qingye, "Do you want to eat apples?" ”

"I'm too old to take it"

There was a lot of anger in his tone, "Xiaoxing, hands, cuts, of." ”

Qing Ye looked at his granddaughter next to him, and just raised his hand to take a piece, "Don't eat it"

The plate was removed by someone sitting under the covers.

The old man pretended to be calm and put his hand down, "Can't you not be so tough?" This time, I quit my job and went home to take care of it."

"I'm not hurt, so I don't have to resign...... I will be reinstated in two days."

"Reinstated, I don't know how many people in the gang are talking about you? This time it's all hung up, don't you think it's too big of a problem? ”

Qing Ye's crutches knocked heavily on the ground a few times, and even the nurses in the corridor were startled when his voice was loud: "Do you have to be like your father, what are you doing against me?" ”

After the old man said this, his face sank, and he stopped making a sound, Xiaoxing looked at his brother's gloomy face that was rare for a thousand years, this is a forbidden sentence for him, it seems that he is about to fire again, and he doesn't feel that Xiaobu wants to retreat out of the door, just a few steps back, Ke Hejun's suppressed voice came, "At that time...... Three years ago, it was because he didn't listen to you and fought against you that you locked him up, right? If it weren't for Grandpa and you locked him up there, he wouldn't be ......."

"Smack......

A loud slap sounded Wasenbius Xiaoxing was stunned, the residual tingling sensation on the old man's shaking right hand, and the voice of his grandson echoing in his mind, reminded him all the time that he killed his son, and his own son Xiaoxing was the first to react, squeezed in front of his brother, held Ke Hejun's red face, and complained, "Grandpa, my brother is sick!" ”

Ke Hejun turned his face to avoid Xiaoxing's hand, the stubborn eyes under his bangs looked straight at the old man with thorns on the side, and saw that his eyes were no longer as cold and hard as they were back then, and now he was a drooping old man, he couldn't help but be a little moved, and finally turned his back and lay down, with a hint of trembling in his low voice, "Go back......

The noisy ward finally returned to silence, at this time Ji Meng pushed the door in with a bouquet of flowers, looked at Ke Hejun, who was holding his back to him and whispered thinly, tiptoeing in, ready to pick up the bottle of flowers at the head of the bed and replace them with new flowers, but before his hand touched the edge of the bottle, he was caught.

"Are you awake...... I thought you were asleep. ”

Ke Hejun looked at Ji Meng, who was smiling awkwardly, slowly let go of his hand, and motioned for her to sit down, "Why are you here." ”

"Hmm...... I was sent by the group to change your flowers."

Ji Meng shook the bouquet in his hand and said.

Ke Hejun was a little surprised on his face: "It's rare that he actually agreed to let you come to see me." ”

Of course, Ji Meng knew that Ke Hejun was talking about his rival Su Yinsheng, so he smiled and opened the bouquet of flowers in his hand, "I also think it's rare, his little bit of you was hung by him, and he bought this flower."

Ji Meng paused, and his narrow eyes went up, "You don't have any private feelings that I don't know, right?" ”

Ke Hejun felt crying and laughing when he heard this, looked at the needles in his hands that were neatly pricked, and saw June Ju that Ji Meng was putting in a vase, "Actually, my strong personality charm is recognized, but I don't know when I can kill a man unconsciously." ”

Ji Meng smiled, "I can't stay too long, the prisoner in this case is not so simple, he may have played all of us." ”

"What do you mean?"

"The consignee we caught was not poisonous"

Ji Meng put the changed flowers on the bedside table, "Then you can recuperate with peace of mind, I'm going back." ”

Ke Hejun hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab Ji Meng, and then reluctantly let go, "Were you outside just now?" ”

After all, he was asked about it, Ji Meng lowered his head and looked at Ke Hejun seriously, "......"

"How much do you hear?"

"Your family doesn't like you for this job, I only heard a rough idea"

Ji Meng endured and said, "That's all? ”

"That's it, you think the walls of the VIP ward are made of cardboard."

Ji Meng looked at Ke Hejun and smiled bitterly, as if he had something on his mind, "Okay, are you still the Ke Hejun I know?" Don't keep your face tight, the wound on your head will be torn for you, I promise to keep it a secret for you. ”

Out of the ward, Ji Meng walked towards the gate of the hospital, and the appearance of the old man who came out of the ward flashed in his heart infinitely, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

It wasn't until Brother Sheng's car stopped in front of him that he came back to his senses.

"Have the flowers arrived?"

Brother Sheng asked seriously while driving, Ji Meng meowed a suspicious look at Su Yinsheng, "Brother Sheng, why are you suddenly so good to him, and you also brought flowers." ”

"What, you're jealous?"

The corners of Su Yinsheng's mouth raised slightly, and his tone was full of smugness, "I only care if you personally gave him the flowers." ”

"What's the difference?"

"Hey...... Why did I marry such a stupid girl as you, go and check the flower language of June Chrysanthemum yourself, and you don't need my brother to teach you how to Baidu. ”

Ji Meng took out his mobile phone and checked it, three drops of sweat fell down his face, the person next to him was absolutely deliberate, and the childish madness was really incurable.

================================================================= (the flower language of June chrysanthemum is parting)