"I'm fine," Kou Qiu touched it comfortably, "I'm just a little dizzy."

Fortunately, this body has excellent resistance to drugs. Even this level of ether only played a short-term effect on him. Kou Qiu used his previous life skills to suppress two adult men. He watched the wolf cub rub the wolf kissing the wolf in his palm, silently looking, and couldn't help but hug the other person's big head and kiss the fluffy hair.

"Next time I come out," he whispered, "I won't be here alone."

The wolf slowly stared at him, and the sharp light in his eyes finally faded a little.

The man in front of him was stunned. He was about to move, but the wolf, half a man tall, suddenly turned around and glared at him. A powerful sense of intimidation came overwhelmingly, strangling all the man's thoughts that had just risen in the cradle. It was not until he saw that he was honest again that the wolf cub turned his head back and looked at Kou Qiu.

"Ao Woo?"

Kou Qiu understood that he was asking what he wanted to do.

He thought about it and said, "Let's follow the correct legal process."

Kou Qiu took out the ether handkerchief on the two of them, and made both of them faint. He drove the car all the way to the police station door, and wrote a confession to them that he had admitted his mistake.

Before he fainted, he asked the two why they wanted to tie him up. But both of them were Qiqiaiai. One said that he had never seen the person who gave them instructions, and the other said that they tied Kou Qiu to him just to lock him in an abandoned house, and he would be locked up for a few days if he could.

Old Cadre Kou was confused and considered whether the other party was deceiving him. But after seeing these two men being scared by Xiaobai, this suspicion completely disappeared.

Too cowardly.

I don't have the courage to cheat on the wolf cub.

He threw the two of them at the door, and before leaving, he removed the dash cam, and wiped out all the evidence that Xiaobai appeared without even leaving any hair. The wolf cub turned into a human form in the car, and asked Youyou: "What are you going to do now?"

Old Cadre Kou thought for a while, then suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"They want to lock me up instead of killing me directly, they should want me to miss something."

But what exactly is it?

The system boy was puzzled.

But Kou Qiu had figured it out. He said, "I'm afraid my father can't do it anymore."

Hangzhou and Shen are indeed no longer able to do so.

When he had Hang Anhe, his career was basically successful and he founded such a large company, nearly forty years old. Now, Hang and Shenzhen have become a sixty-six-year-old man with the passage of time, and their health is getting worse and worse. Now, the hospital has even issued a critical illness notice for this disease, which is enough to show its momentum.

A person who was extremely smart when he was young may not be able to maintain this kind of clarity when he was old. Hangshen failed to walk out of this path towards stupidity. The older he was, the more stubborn he became, unwilling to listen to what others said or trust others. He always felt that everyone was uniting Hang'an and deceiving him. There were more times like this, and gradually, even the old subordinates who worked hard with him back then were unwilling to say anything to him.

Hang Anyi looked at this gap and successfully took advantage of the situation.

He is well-behaved and obedient, and his surname is Hang. He is also a member of the Hang family. Hang Shen met him several times when he was young. At that time, Hang Wei's good grades were already famous in the Hang family. Although he could not compare with Hang Anhe who studied in the best school since childhood, it was already a proud grade. Hang Shen had a very good impression of him, so he brought him up and regarded him as his adopted son.

At first, it was about pissing off his own son; but later on, this idea gradually changed in Hang Anyi's performance.

Human hearts are always biased and there is no right. There is no heart in this world that is right in the center of the chest.

But Hangshen still misses his own son.

When the doctor came over with the notification, several people surrounded him. Not only were the nanny working in the house, but also the old subordinates of Hangshen, and Hang Anyi, who was anxious on the side.

"There is another relative on the critical illness notice," the nurse looked it up, "we have not fully informed it-"

Hang Anyi's nails were clenched in his palms without any trace. The old butler beside him hurriedly said, "It's the eldest young master. I'll call him immediately."

Hang Anyi was still worried and said, "Uncle Li, don't you need to ask your father in advance what he means? I'm afraid he will be suddenly stimulated, I'm afraid..."

He didn't say anything further, but the meaning in his words was already very obvious. Uncle Li's brows suddenly frowned, as if he wanted to get angry, but he refused to say anything. He just glared at Hang Anyi and strode into the ward.

Hang Shen was covered with tubes of all sizes on the bed, and the green blood vessels on his exposed wrists were obviously scary. His skin was already loose and his head was covered with old spots. It was obvious that he was approaching his twilight years.

Uncle Li knelt down in front of him and held up one of his hands.

"Mr. Hang," he whispered, "Can you hear me? If you can, just blink your eyes."

Hang Shen was wearing an oxygen mask, and the stubborn and rigid face in the past was covered underneath. He stared at the ceiling blankly and blinked his eyes slowly.

"Then do you want to see the eldest young master?" Uncle Li whispered, "If you want to see him, you can blink your eyes a few times."

Hang Shen's body stopped moving for a long time. After a while, when Hang Anyi's heart was secretly happy, he finally trembled his loose eyelids and blinked slowly.

Two strokes.

These two blows seemed to have exhausted his few lives. A low sound also spilled out of Hang Shen's throat, as if blood was flowing, blocking his throat.

think--

I want to see my only bloodline.

Uncle Li held his hand and burst into tears.

"I'll go find it now," he choked, "before this, I'll have someone notify the eldest master. I know you must want to see..."

The group's lawyer also arrived at the scene, and the will that Hang Shen had drafted was taken out of the document bag. At that time, Hang Anyi had been adopted, and Hang Shen was still angry, but in the will, most of the real estate and share capital were left to Hang Anhe.

After all, that was his biological son after all.

Hang Anyi also knew about this will. When he saw the lawyer coming in, his face changed without a trace. He stood beside the curtains, standing in the shadow of the room, not knowing what he was thinking.

The lawyer opened the will and asked, "Do you want to modify it now?"

Hang Shen blinked hard.

No.

He turned his gaze out the door vigorously, as if waiting for something. Uncle Li suddenly understood and said, "Are you waiting for the eldest master?"

His eyes blinked twice.

He...he should come and see himself.

"But what if my brother doesn't come?" Hang Anyi, who was standing beside him, said softly, as if he was hesitant, "I went to see my brother before, but I didn't see anyone. I was afraid that he was still angry with his father--"

The lawyer lowered his head and said in a business manner: "If the eldest young master doesn't come, do you want to modify your will?"

Two strokes.

yes.

He looked at the door, and his eyes became slow and stiff. After waiting and waiting, Kou Qiu never appeared at the door.

Hang Anyi's eyes flashed and he said, "Brother, he is really angry."

He sighed softly, as if helpless, and as if he was angry, "No matter what conflicts there were before, shouldn't he come to see his father again at the end?"

Uncle Li's eyes became more and more alert, and he stood on tiptoe, looking at the door anxiously. Time passed by minute by minute, and Hang Anyi's heart slowly fell back into reality, almost unable to hold back the smile on the corner of his lips.

He waited for three years.

For today.

As long as Hang Anhe doesn't come back.

As long as he can't come back...

Hang Shen on the bed was getting more and more disappointed, even though he could only breathe desperately, trying to maintain his vitality that was about to disappear completely. He stared at the ceiling, blinked slowly, and half of his foot had already stepped into the underworld.

At this moment, an anxious footstep suddenly came from outside the door. Someone said a few words to the nurse, then pushed open the door and walked in.

He stood in the room, looked at the old man on the hospital bed, hesitated for a while, and still shouted softly: "Dad."

"Big Young Master?" Uncle Li stood up from the chair, surprised and happy, "Have you received the news?"

"There was something wrong with the car on the road," Kou Qiu explained briefly, his eyes falling on Hang Shen, who was like a withered leaf. He sat down on the chair beside the bed, slowly put the old man's hand on his hand, and shouted, "Dad."

Vitality suddenly burst out in Hang Shen's eyes.

He trembled with his thin, unformed fingers, slowly grasping the young man's hands tighter.

“Ho…Ho…”

Uncle Li hurriedly bowed down and said, "Mr. Hang, what do you want to say?"

The old man looked at his body with great effort and then at Kou Qiu. Uncle Li had been with him for decades. He had a tacit understanding and understood as soon as he guessed, "Do you want to talk to the eldest master alone?"

Hang Shen blinked twice.

Everyone in the room came out one after another, only father and son were left. Hang Shen held his son's hand firmly, and Kou Qiu sat next to him, thought for a while, and said, "You don't have to worry."

He tucked the old man's bedding tighter and warmed the needle bottle with his hands.

"I won't have children, nor will I have a wife. But there are always other people in this world that can make me happier. He is already waiting for me, and I'm going to find him soon."

He shook Hang's father's hand again.

"I will be happy. Do you believe me, right?"

Hang An and... so too.

Hang Shen blinked again. Kou Qiu counted twice.

He had tried to deny this reality many times, but when the God of Death suddenly came, these seemed to suddenly no longer be important. Bloodlines, marriage and children, seemed to have lost their original meaning.

As long as you are happy, it's fine.

As long as you are healthy and safe.

As if he was afraid that his son would not notice his intention, he blinked twice again, and then twice again... It was not until a turbid tear dripped out of his eyes that Hang Shen closed his eyes with great force.

The lawyer and Hang Anyi at the door were called in again. The lawyer took the will and asked again, "Do you have any place to modify?"
To be continued...