Hearing Zhong Shuyu ask about his grandfather, Pei Yuxing's face tightened, and he said to Zhong Shuyu's gaze, "It's no big deal for the time being, but ......"

Pei Yuxing paused slightly, and then continued, "His body is fundamentally injured, and there is no certainty for how long he can live in the future, it may be one or two years, or it may be three or four years, in short, it is very likely that a small typhoid fever will kill him." ”

"Not only that, but his right hand was also injured, and he will no longer be able to write."

Pei Yuxing said this, and he still didn't feel very comfortable in his heart.

After all, his maternal grandfather was a literati, and he relied on his hobby to write scripts and practice calligraphy and painting all his life.

Now my grandfather's hands are no longer able to write, which may be more uncomfortable for my grandfather than if he didn't live for a few years. wap.fe✫✬ngsh✡u✮ge✹.info

Zhong Shuyu was also a little embarrassed when he heard this result.

Once when she communicated with Mrs. Zhou, when talking about the villain painting in the form of comics, Mrs. Zhou asked a lot with great interest, and then said that he must publish a picture book.

Who knows, now it actually hurts the most important hand of the literati.

This was indeed a heavy blow to the literati.

However, relatively speaking, this is already a good result, after all, the person was rescued.

So Zhong Shuyu said lightly, "People are still alive, this is more important than anything else, you can't write, you can also have Mrs. Zhou personally tell the storyline, and let others help him write and paint." ”

"Don't let him get depressed because of this, that's really bad for the body."

In short, Zhong Shuyu's concept is that as long as he lives, he is hope.

There is no suffering that cannot be overcome.

Pei Yuxing looked at Zhong Shuyu's indifferent expression, but shining appearance, and suddenly remembered what Zhong Shuyu woke him up three years ago.

At that time, Hou Zhong Shuyu was the same.

It was as if nothing was in his eyes.

is obviously a teenager younger than him, but his heart is more open-minded than him.

How could he not be attracted by such Zhong Shuyu.

He was like the moon in the sky, usually hanging there coldly, but it illuminated his way, and made him yearn for such a less warm light from now on.

Pei Yuxing looked at Zhong Shuyu, and suddenly wanted to hug him again.

He slowly lowered his eyelids and said, "That's what I told him, but seeing him so uncomfortable, I also feel uncomfortable, if I go back earlier, I may ......"

Pei Yuxing slapped his chest with his hand, sat down with a guilty and uncomfortable face, and slammed his head on the table over there.

Zhong Shuyu didn't like to see him blame himself like this, she wrinkled her brows and said seriously, "It's impossible, it's none of your business, you don't have to blame yourself for it." ”

Pei Yuxing said in a low voice, "I know, but I still ......"

Pei Yuxing hid his words and slammed his head on the table, as if punishing himself.

He was a man of more than ten meters and eighty, sitting there kowtowing his head again and again, like a ball of injured big cats, looking pitiful, which made Zhong Shuyu think of Pei Yuxing two or three years ago.

Zhong Shuyu hasn't seen Pei Yuxing like this for a long time.

Seeing him like this, she naturally couldn't ignore it.

Zhong Shuyu stepped forward, put his hand on the table, and said loudly, "Don't bump into it, you are already a mature and noble Royal Highness of the Seventh Prince, and you can't afford a little setback like this." ”