But now Tang Qiqi doesn't want to know what happened to Tang Wei before he died.

At least not to know for now.

It seems that as long as you don't ask, grandma's own son is still there, and the old man will not have an emotional breakdown.

Jiao Gan glanced at Qi Yan and saw that Tang Qiqi didn't intend to let people avoid it, so he said: "Tang Ye has some words to explain before leaving, if you are free tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, give me a call." ”

Leaving these words, Jiao Gan didn't linger too long, turned around and left.

"I want to go see grandma." After retracting his gaze, Tang Qiqi said.

"Okay." Qi Yan answered softly and pulled her to Mrs. Tang's ward.

The man in the hospital bed fell asleep peacefully, with a drip still hanging on the back of his hand.

For this result, Tang Qiqi was not surprised at all.

Tang Wei passed away, and the biggest impact was Tang's, but the biggest injury was the grandmother's white-haired person sending the black-haired person.

The old man is the only person in the world who is related by blood...... Nope.

Tang Qiqi didn't know what the old man's mood was when he learned the news, but he knew that the scene he had just seen was just a move made under emotional control, in order to cover up his collapsed heart.

"Grandma, she's fine, just got a tranquilizer and lay down." Seeing Tang Qiqi's worries, Qi Yan spoke.

"Hmm." Tang Qiqi didn't say too much, and slowly approached the old man's ward.

"Seventh Brother ......" fell to the ground, and her wrist was pulled.

Turning around and crashing into a pair of bottomless eyes, the young man's good-looking brows furrowed, "Don't hold yourself." ”

Tang Qiqi tried to squeeze out a smile, "I'm fine." ”

It's just a hated person who leaves this world forever.

As soon as her eyes were closed, all her hatred was buried in her heart.

Looking at the person who forced his face to smile, Qi Yanxin was hit hard, and before he could say the words of comfort, Tang Qiqi had already pushed his hand away.

This ordinary action made a trace of panic pass through the young man's deep eyes.

It seems that one day in the future, the person in front of him will push him away and let him go.

Tang Qiqi had been staying by Mrs. Tang's bedside, and the old man woke up in a daze several times in the middle of the night, but he didn't say anything and closed his eyes again.

It wasn't until it was dark outside that Tang Qiqi lay on the sofa and rested for a while at Qi Yan's insistence.

Maybe he was tired, Tang Qiqi quickly fell asleep.

In the dream, a group of doctors gathered around my grandmother's hospital room, the sound of the machine was extremely harsh, and the chest of the person on the bed was getting weaker and weaker.

From the beginning of the doctor's nervous rescue, to the end of the helpless shaking of the head and cover the white cloth and left.

"Don't! Grandma don't go! ”

Tang Qiqi sat up suddenly, his palms and forehead were covered with cold sweat.

When it gradually brightened in front of him, he found that he was still lying on the sofa in the ward, but there was no Qi Yan who was guarding him to sleep, and only Mrs. Tang was still on a drip on the hospital bed.

Tang Qiqi got off the sofa and came to the bedside, took a closer look, and unexpectedly found that the old man had his eyes open, staring at the somewhat red eyes, and it was not difficult to see that he had woken up for a long time.

"Grandma, how are you? Is there anything wrong with it? Tang Qiqi asked hoarsely.

Not a word about anything else.

It took a long time for the person on the bed to respond, "What time is it?" ”

"It's almost six o'clock, are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat. ”

Tang Qiqi was stopped just as soon as he wanted to turn around, "I'm not hungry, come and help me pack my things, it's time to get up at six o'clock." ”

"Little Candy, the doctor said you should recuperate now, where are you going so early?"