The cheongsam has been worn on Hou Xiaofan's body, it was originally me who saved him, but now he is saving me. If he dies, I guess I'll be more than lucky.

At noon, a few of us simply ate a little something, and Hou Xiaofan hadn't woken up yet. Hou Xingguo and Yuan Yingying did not have a trace of sadness on their faces, it seemed that Sun Xiaotong was right, they really didn't want Hou Xiaofan to continue to live.

"Why hasn't your brother come yet?" Zheng Ming asked.

Hou Xingguo glanced at his watch lazily: "What are you doing in such a hurry, who knows when he will arrive, he may still be on the way." ”

Shen Yueru interjected: "Then you call to urge, so as not to make the old man anxious." ”

Yuan Yingying said in a cold voice: "I think you are in a hurry, right?" Are you afraid that the old man won't wake up? ”

"I didn't mean that, don't think about it." Shen Yueru hurriedly explained.

"That's not what you mean? Hmph, you are confident that the old man will come back to life, do you still care when Xingmin will arrive home? Yuan Yingying asked rhetorically.

I smiled and said, "Then let's just wait, maybe Hou Xingmin will be home soon." ”

Maybe there was a plan in the dark, and only two hours later, there was a knock on the door.

A few of us glanced at each other, and Yuan Yingying got up to open the door. As soon as the door opened, a man of almost 30 years old walked in.

"Sister-in-law, how is Dad?" The man asked with a haggard expression as he put the bag in his hand on the ground.

Yuan Yingying was stunned for a moment, and then cried loudly: "Xingmin, why did you come, let's die, you go and see him......"

Hou Xingmin walked into the room and threw himself on the side of the bed all of a sudden, his face full of sadness: "Dad, what's wrong with you." My son is back, open your eyes and look at me. ”

His voice was so loud that it sounded painful. However, Hou Xiaofan did not open his eyes and lay quietly on the bed, as if he had fallen asleep.

I can't help but be a little worried, if the cheongsam can't save Hou Xiaofan this time, then the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Don't shout, Dad is terminally ill, and no one can save him." Hou Xingguo said beside him.

Hou Xingmin obviously had a hard time accepting this fact, he looked at Hou Xiaofan, who was dressed in red, and asked suspiciously: "Why is Dad wearing a red cheongsam?" Why don't you wear something else? ”

Yuan Yingying immediately led the topic to me: "This is about to ask Mr. Wu, he took the initiative to come to treat my father, saying that only by wearing this red cheongsam can my father's illness get better." ”

Hou Xingmin seemed to have noticed me at this time, and he glanced at me: "You must be a liar, do you all treat us as fools?" How can a piece of clothing save people, you put a cheongsam on my father, it's simply an insult to him. ”

"Today hasn't passed yet, please give me a little more time." I say.

Hou Xingmin grabbed me by the collar, pointed to my nose and said, "I don't have such good patience, take off the cheongsam for my dad now." Even if he does die, he must wear a decent shroud! ”

Others couldn't stand it, Sun Xiaotong said: "You still came back from studying abroad, why don't you understand any politeness?" Tell you, your father is not dead yet, you want to give him a shroud, do you want to curse him to die soon? ”

Hou Xingmin was stunned, and then looked at Hou Xiaofan who was lying on the bed: "You say I can bring my father back to life?" But he is terminally ill, how can he ......"