Qin Huo walked out of the ward with the doctor.

He looked up at the top of the hallway, and saw that there were a number of cameras set up.

If you want to find out who sent the newspaper to Old Man Qi, it is most convenient to view the video materials.

Thinking of this, he said to the doctor, "What floor is your monitoring room on?" ”

"The security office on the seventh floor, what's wrong?" The doctor looked puzzled.

Qin Huo looked at him, his face was a little anxious, "Please take me to your monitoring room, I want to check some information." ”

"This ......" the doctor couldn't help frowning, "As soon as I leave, Mr. Qi will have no one to take care of it......" said with a very difficult look.

"What, don't you worry? Here my master is here, and he will call you something. What else do you have to worry about? Qin Huo said that he was about to pull the doctor to the stairwell.

Qin Huo and the doctor went to the monitoring room, and there were only two people left in the ward, Qi Yemo and Old Man Qi's father and son.

With this happening, Qi Yemo couldn't hide it anymore.

He took out his precious handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the tears on Old Man Qi's face.

"Dad, in fact, when my aunt died, I lived in the farmhouse with the children, but when I arrived, my aunt was already ......" Qi Yemo said this, raised his head and closed his lips tightly, the muscles of his cheeks tensed.

After a while, Qi Yemo continued: "Her illness came too quickly and too suddenly, and she left before the doctor arrived. Originally, I kept this thing a secret so that no one would tell you. You are seriously ill now, and you can't be hit again. ”

"Woo......" When Old Man Qi heard this, he closed his eyes tightly, tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes, and his tightly closed trembling lips made a sad sound from his heart.

Although their brother and sister did not get along, they did not expect their sister to leave like this......

And his son did so much in order not to let himself be overly sad.

Qi Yemo wiped away the tears on Old Man Qi's face again: "Dad, don't worry, I have already arranged my aunt's death, and she will be buried in the cemetery of our Qi family." I know that she has been away from the Qi family for most of her life, and it is time for her to come back at this time. ”

Qi Zhengtian nodded slightly, he praised his son for doing this.

Qi Yemo stood up, walked to the window, and reached out to open half of the curtains.

A ray of faint white moonlight shone into the ward through the window and sprinkled on Old Man Qi's hospital bed.

He looked up at the full moon hanging in the sky, and his childhood memories came to mind.

Under the same full moon, his aunt sat on a pile of grain, and as a young boy his head rested on his aunt's lap.

She shook her body gently, rubbed and patted his body, and told beautiful stories......

After a long time, Qi Yemo closed the curtains again and sat on the chair next to the bedside again.

At this time, Old Man Qi took out a photo out of nowhere and was looking at the people inside.

Qi Yemo leaned over and looked, this was the photo of Old Man Qi and Aunt Fang together.

Both of the two people in the photo have big smiles on their faces.

Old Man Qi's hand holding the photo trembled slightly, he may be recalling that time that passed.

"Dad, it's not too early, you should rest. The doctor just said yours and he is completely sure that it can be cured. When you recover, I'll take you to see your aunt. ”

As he spoke, Qi Yemo gently pulled the photo out of his hand and put it next to his pillow.

Old Man Qi looked at his son, nodded slightly, and slowly closed his eyes.

Qi Yemo waited by the bedside until Qin Huo and the doctor came back again.

Qin Huo stood in the observation room, watching his master's body leaning back on the chair, one hand propped up on his cheek, and his eyes slightly closed.

Old Man Qi lay quietly. The picture at this moment is the harmonious coexistence between father and son who have not been seen for a long time.