It was the life secretary who knocked on the door.

The life secretary said that at half past three, Ottawa's grandfather had already boarded the plane, so he came to talk to Mr. Wang. Mi Zhi and the others hurriedly got up when they heard this, and they were busy and dressed up.

"Is Grandpa coming to New York for a long stay?"

"I don't know." Wang Chen shaved his beard while leaning against the door and holding his hands and refused to leave.

"Maybe I'll invite you and Zhifeng to stay at your uncle's house for a while." After speaking, Wang Chen had the heart to carefully observe Chengyou's expression through the mirror.

Wang Chengyou yawned: "My cousin took over the company, so he shouldn't have time to play with us, right?" ”

"Aren't there cousins and cousins?"

"You don't know how squeamish they are!"

"Isn't there still a wind?"

Wang Chengyou closed his mouth, was silent for a while, and said strangely: "Doesn't grandpa dislike my brother Feng?" ”

"It's different now, he's going to Harvard."

Wang Chengyou took a step back and smiled implicitly: "Grandpa thinks so highly of the huge scholarship you sponsored? "One of the extra things is that the Harvard slot is run by my father.

Wang Chen put down the razor and turned around: "He won it by his personal strength, and I set up a scholarship just to give him the opportunity to fight." ”

Wang Chengyou closed his mouth and did not speak again.

Soon, Michel came out of the shower and looked at the silent father and son in the dry bathroom, always feeling that he had missed something.

The time quickly arrived at 6 o'clock, and at the entrance of the lobby of the hotel, I waited for my grandfather's car. The door of the black Cayenne opened, and Wang Chen and his family rushed forward to help his grandfather get out of the car. The grandfather, who was wearing a top hat and small black disc sunglasses, got out of the car with a cane, obviously old, but not so long.

Uncle, aunt and cousin came together. Wang Chen said words of thanks and torture to kill the child, and the whole family entered the hotel.

"Originally, we booked a room on a farm in the suburbs of New York, and I was afraid that my father would be tired, so why don't we stay here tonight, and when the operation is over, we will go to the farm we booked together?" The aunt was a bright and cheerful person, pulling Mi Zhihu to talk about homely things. In her sixties, she is full of vitality because of her well-maintained figure, just like a person in her forties.

Compared to her, Michel Che's aura is much smaller.

The little cousin is a young daughter, 2 years younger than Chengyou, in the tenth grade, which is equivalent to the first year of high school. She loves stinky beauty, and she is the most sticky Mizhi. Look at Mi Zhi's earlobes, touch Mi Zhi's clothes, and pretend to be adults to listen to the two mothers.

The remaining men sat around the grandfather on the sofa, and the grandfather took Chengyou's hand, and his cloudy old eyes couldn't help but look at him. The old man was already a little laborious to speak, and he didn't like to listen to his own panting, so he was relatively silent.

"Dad, it's just a minor operation, when I was in China, I have asked the family doctor in the United States to make an appointment with the hospital, I have personally confirmed the relevant matters in the morning, tomorrow to do the examination, two days later to do minimally invasive surgery, and minimally invasive surgery is the strength of Mount Sinai Medical Center, I have a classmate who is the vice chairman of the doctor organization in the hospital, with him to take care of you, please rest assured."

The old man nodded, just holding Wang Chengyou's hand and not letting go.

Wang Zhifeng sat on the other side of Wang Chen. The name of Harvard gave him confidence, but his grandfather did not treat him differently. For the sake of the old man's mood, the uncle didn't take the initiative to mention him, and the father only cared about comforting the old man, so he awkwardly clubbed on the sofa, which was like a little spicy chicken, so comfortable leaning on the sofa.

In other words, he didn't want to experience the feeling of being grasped in the palm of his hand by a thin, dark brown skin and age spots. Therefore, he is not envious of the favor that Wang Chengyou received from his grandfather. He is not like a little spicy chicken, who makes video calls to his grandparents every once in a while. Not only did he have no feelings for the old man in front of him, but he even resented him.

If he hadn't deliberately obstructed and slandered him back then, maybe my father wouldn't have come to the point of divorce with my mother. Leaving is leaving, but when it was time for him to play strongly, he was soft again when he forced his father to snatch the child. It's not annoying!

Because of the fatigue of the boat, the old man felt tired and did not want to go out again, so everyone used the meal service to order some light meals. The two-family party, which made Wang Zhifeng feel embarrassed, finally ended at the end of the meal. He didn't even know what the little cousin's name was!

Grandpa stayed and moved into one of the bedrooms of the suite. Wang Chen and Mi Zhi opened another room. My uncle's family booked another suite. Wang Zhifeng was finally able to return to his room. When he returned to his room, he leaned over in the bathroom mirror and stroked the lines of his hard smile with his thumb, his eyes full of sadness.

Fortunately, looking at the current posture, Grandpa is already too busy to take care of himself, and he is powerless to influence Dad anymore. Moreover, because the uncle and father are separated from the two countries, there is very little overlap in business, and after the death of the grandfather Xian, the uncle should have no influence on the father. All he had was for his father to love him and acknowledge him.

On the second day of my stay in New York, an emergency occurred in the country.

Wang's Group commended outstanding employees for taking their families on a free bus that caused a traffic accident in Shonan, resulting in 5 deaths and 24 injuries. As the chairman, Wang Chen thought it was necessary to go back to guard the situation.

The uncle, who had come to travel for the fun, took on the responsibility of taking care of Chengyou and the others.

After Wang Chen left, Wang Zhifeng was keenly aware that the atmosphere that was just not very caring before, and inexplicably became alienated. Grandpa still wants to take the hand of the little spicy chicken, and the uncle sits aside, chatting all over the world, although he did not reject him, but he did not invite him, and he became more and more embarrassed.

The little cousin didn't pay much attention to him, and he didn't blame her, because she didn't pay much attention to Wang Chengyou. She is about the sensitive period of a little girl and does not like to play with boys. Although my aunt does not seem to be snobbish, she is also a very selfish person, and she is not keen on taking care of other people's emotions.

He was alone, in the lively living room, and he actually felt lonely.

A little homesick.

I miss my mom a little bit too.

The days advanced in the discomfort of Wang Zhifeng, and three days later, Wang Chengyou underwent cardiac radiofrequency ablation. According to his own account, the electrode catheter traveled slowly through the punctured vein in the groin, where the little cousin heard this, and pretended to look normal, and he was awake, but he did not feel it, and the doctor stimulated the heart with a weak electric current, and he could not feel the electrical impulses...... There was no discomfort and the surgery was done.

"The attending doctor told me that the success rate of radiofrequency ablation for atrioventricular reentrant tachycardia was as high as 99%, and he almost told me that the surgery was perfect! 100% success! ”

Grandpa grinned, and a mouthful of fine porcelain teeth shone brightly.

This is the first time in a few days that Wang Zhifeng has seen him smile.

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