Minutes and seconds passed, and slowly, the sky was about to dawn.

The doctors came in and went out again.

Li Huan's legs were faintly numb, and he had to lean against the wall so as not to fall.

Finally, the attending doctor came over again, frowning: "The patient's family ......"

He was suddenly shocked: "Doctor, how is it?" ”

"Her condition has not improved significantly, you have to be mentally prepared......

It was as if the man who was about to die had been stabbed again. He didn't ask the doctor any more, still sticking to the glass window like a specimen......

The first rays of morning light had appeared in the eastern sky, and the city had begun its celebratory atmosphere completely—

There are firecrackers everywhere, saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, and people who have worked hard for a year are reunited with their families.

It's Chinese New Year!

Dazhong bought breakfast and shouted: "Boss......"

Li Huan turned around, a cup of soy milk in Dazhong's hand almost fell to the ground, and he was so shocked that he only looked at Li Huan's white hair - as if it happened in an instant, Li Huan's head was white, and he couldn't see a trace of black hair anymore.

Before, he was just frost on his temples!

Dazhong couldn't react for a while, just like seeing a stranger, he only said in a daze: "Boss, boss...... You...... Your hair ......"

He stammered, remembering the folk rumors of Wu Zixu, who used to only think it was a legend, but now he knows that there are really people who have lost their heads overnight.

Li Huan turned a deaf ear, only to see the door of the observation room open, and the doctor slowly walked out of it. At this moment, his heart was surprisingly calm, as if he was not concerned about Feng Feng's life and death, but about his own life and death, walked over step by step, and said calmly: "Doctor, how is it?" ”

…………

As soon as Ye Jia got off the plane and walked out of the VIP passage, he saw a very strange car parked there.

He received a phone call and his father said to send someone to pick him up. At that time, he had already refused on the phone, for so many years, no matter how he came and went, he had not let his family pick him up, and now, his father was sick and hospitalized, so why bother?

People passing by all looked at this car curiously, because this car is too eye-catching. It turned out to be the latest Maybach.

Such a swaggering sky-high top car was parked here, and then, a uniformed driver respectfully opened the door, and an old man who did not look amazing walked out.

The old man was on crutches, and it was strange to say that as soon as he stood by the car, the swaggering car immediately became so moderate, as if it was very consistent with his identity.

"Ye Jia, you're back."

Ye Jia was a little surprised, thinking that it was just the driver, why did his father come in person? Moreover, my father used to be a low-key RV, never drove such a trendy sky-high car, and even strictly restrained his children not to be too extravagant and wasteful.

Although Ye Pei has been discharged from the hospital, he still has a sick look on his face, sweeping away the former fairy wind bones, as if this disease has aged more than ten years at once, and he really shows the state of an old man. His hands on crutches were visibly withered.

"Dad, why don't you recuperate?"

Ye Pei took a step forward, looked at his son, and then sighed: "Let's get in the car and talk about it." ”

Ye Jia got into the car and looked at his father's face: "Dad, how is your body now?" ”

"When people get old, they always get sick. It's okay, it's almost good now. How is your mother doing? ”

Ye Jia said lightly: "She's not in a good mood now, maybe she'll be fine after a while." ”