Chapter 247

"My father I have a stroke He had some difficulty spitting out these words.

She a Leng, good Duanduan, North dark old man how stroke? Then she purr and slobber her lips, "go!"

“……” He was surprised. "Where to?"

She took him by the hand and went to the back room. "Pack up and go back to city a!"

He looked at her in a hurry. The warmth from her palm warmed his heart unconsciously

*

a city.

Get off the plane.

Immediately feel the freezing cold of a city.

This is the opposite of Sabah.

But also in the twinkling of an eye, frozen her enthusiasm in Sabah.

Gu Huan is not quite used to it for a moment. He hugs his arms and shrinks.

Beiming Mo took off his big coat and put it on her shoulder, "wear it, don't catch cold."

Immediately, she took her hand and went to the gate of the airport -

"and so on." She stopped.

"What's the matter?" He frowned.

"We Let's go separately... " She subconsciously pulled out of his big hand, and the diamond ring on his ring finger hurt his palm.

"What are you afraid of?" His eyes were obviously unhappy. His father's illness was enough to worry him. What was she still uncomfortable about?

"I..." She shook her head hesitantly. "You promised me not to disclose our current relationship."

Or, she's afraid of being accused.

“……” His eyebrow is calm, the palm is empty, and the afterheat is replaced by cold.

"Beimingmo, you go quickly. Your father is still waiting for you She urged for fear of delaying his time.

He fixed his eyes on her and finally compromised. He pulled her over and printed a kiss on her lips. "I'll come back to you at night and wait for me!"

Some reluctantly let go of her hand, immediately, he strode out

Gu Huan stared at his tall figure, and his eyes were red unconsciously.

Clearly, he is the father of the child, she is the mother of the child.

But why has it become such an unbearable relationship?

"Beimingmo, if you really love me, why do you want to marry Feier..."

She murmured and sighed, and her heart grew cold.

Xing Huo followed, "Miss Gu, I've arranged to send the mahogany piano by air, and it will be delivered in two days."

"Well, thank you, Xing Huo." Gu Huan blinked two times in embarrassment, afraid that Xing Huo would see her tears.

Xing Huo stopped and hesitated, "Miss Gu, are you ok?"

"No..." She shook her head.

"Then I'll go first." Xing Huo said and turned around to catch up with the master.

"Wait a minute." She called out in a hurry, "Xinghuo, please remind him to change the dressing for the wound..."

"I will." Xing Huo nodded and left.

Gu Huan, wrapped in Beiming Mo's coat, goes to the gate of the airport.

Looking up, the cold wind came.

She took a cool breath and stopped a taxi

*

beimingmo's car arrived at a central hospital quickly.

"Er Shao, you are here at last." Housekeeper Wang has been waiting at the gate of the hospital for a long time.

"Where's the master?" Beiming Mo said nothing, got out of the car and went straight to the hospital.

"The master is still in intensive care unit..."

"What's going on? What a stroke! " He is calm eyebrow, tone has not be aware of the panic, the day before the Spring Festival, his father just called him. It's only a few days. How can I have a stroke?

"I I'm not sure... " Housekeeper Wang shook his head. "When I found the master, he had fallen on the ground and was unconscious."

"What about the others? The whole family is here, and no one knows? "

“……” Housekeeper Wang couldn't answer.

Beiming Mo suppresses his anger and comes to the intensive care unit in a hurry -

"Mo...." With tears in her eyes, Jiang Huixin said, "you're back..."

Beiming feiyuan couple, quietly guarding the bedside.

Beiming Yan is on the sofa, drinking.

When Beiming Mo saw the old man with pale hair and oxygen mask on the hospital bed, his heart was shocked.

I haven't seen him for a few days, but my father can't get up.

Beiming Zhengtian opened his eyes and saw Beiming ink. His eyes flashed.

However, after a stroke, the paralyzed face could not squeeze out its expression.

“……” The old man wanted to make a sound, but he could only make a few single tones indistinctly, "two..."

Who would have thought that the old and strong political heaven of Beiming is now in its infancy.

"Dad, I'm back." Beiming Mo hoarse voice, holding the hand of Beiming Zhengtian, "sorry, I'm late."The northern Ming Dynasty government day suddenly red eye socket, shakes the hand, babbles babbles, cannot say half words.

But he told his son in his eyes that he had been waiting for this sincere "Dad" for too many years

Or, Beiming Mo's "sorry" made him feel guilty.

Among the three sons, he is the most fond of the eldest, the third and the second, but he owes the most to the second

Beiming Mo took a deep breath of cold air, and immediately yelled at the people present -

"who can tell me what happened?"

He did not expect to go to Sabah. After a few days of intoxication, he came back with the illusion that it had been years in the world.

What did you miss? Make my father go to hospital with a stroke?

"Ink Sorry It's my fault... " Jiang Huixin suddenly cried out, "if I had found out earlier, Zhengtian would not be like this..."

Beiming feiyuan stood aside, bowed his head, and said submissively, "it's my fault. In the past few days of the new year, my father was happy and took me to drink a few glasses of wine... "

Bang!

All of a sudden, a punch hit Beiming feiyuan in the face!

"Ah My husband... " With the scream of lannian, Beiming feiyuan is beaten to the ground by Beiming mo.

Beiming Mo angrily stares at Beiming feiyuan, "you know he has high blood pressure and can't drink, but you don't dissuade him? You think you can share his property when he's dead

Beiming flew away, so scared that his face was blue, and he cried in pain, "I didn't! It's dad who says he's been taking medicine. It doesn't matter if he takes a drink What's more, my father missed my mother very much. He took me for a chat. What's wrong with me? "

Beiming feiyuan's "Dad misses my mom very much" is undoubtedly stepping on the pain of Beiming ink!

"Shut up Beiming ink instantly red eyes.

"What? Are you jealous? " Beiming feiyuan wiped the corner of his bleeding mouth, "the woman I love most in my father's life is always my mother! You, and you - "

Beiming flies away and suddenly points to Jiang Huixin.

"No one can take the place of my mother in my father's heart!" Beiming feiyuan staggered to stand up, eyes of the gloomy flash and, "Dad is always the most painful me! Beiming Mo, you are only jealous forever! Even your son's mother is the woman we played with... "

Bang!

Beiming feiyuan had not finished, a fist hit him again!

"Shut up Beiming Mo was so angry that he was full of chilly, "huan'er, even if she likes Beiming Yifeng, is absolutely a clean girl! She's not as dirty as you think

"Oh Beiming feiyuan sneered, "Why are you happy again? Don't you want to marry your ugly Faye? Beiming Mo, don't say that you are so noble. You are not in two boats

Beiming Mo clenches his fist, and he's going to beat it!

Jiang Huixin grabbed him, "don't fight, Mo You. Dad is watching... "

“……” Beiming ink a Zheng, back to the eyes, see my father lying in bed. Look anxious.

Beiming Yan put down his glass, then came over with a frown and looked at Beiming feiyuan: "brother, you really are. Everyone knows that the old man loves you most. Mom, do you need to talk about this for more than 20 years? I'm tired of listening to you! I have the ability to dig you. Mom out of the coffin and cry with you. Mom

"You..." Beiming feiyuan was so angry that his face was livid.

Beiming Yan shrugged, and then said to Beiming Mo, "Beiming Er, clean up a toothless dog all day, aren't you tired? The old man has high blood pressure. He happens to encounter some exciting things. He'll be hit by the wind as soon as he's excited. He's a fortune teller without burping or Farting! "

"Yan Yan! How can you say that about your father! " Jiang Huixin stares at beimingyan.

Beiming Mo wrung eyebrows, "what exciting thing?"

Beiming Yan took a look at Beiming feiyuan and said, "I only know that last evening, I saw my elder brother come out of the old man's house. At night, the old man fell to the ground due to a stroke..."

"What do you mean?" Beiming flew away and cried, "do you want to rely on me? When I came out, my father was still fine! "

"All right?" Beiming Yan sneered, "who is in the room clamoring for the old man to help you get Beiming's shares back? Who is clamoring to swallow the ancestral house of Beiming family? Who's clamoring for $20 million to pay your gambling debts? "

As soon as Beiming Yan's voice fell, Beiming feiyuan's face turned black and blue. Lannian hid behind Beiming feiyuan and didn't dare to say a word.

At the bottom of Beiming ink's eyes, it suddenly set off waves, word by word, "Beiming flies away! Come and quarrel with me if you have the guts! You're not ashamed that you're in your forties and you're still a loser! "

"I'm a loser, I'm ashamed? It's not all for you Beiming feiyuan angrily yelled back, "in Beiming's family, I'm the eldest son, and you're so much older. When I was a father, you were still a kid who didn't know anything! Beiming clan should have been inherited by me, but why did you take charge of Beiming clan as soon as you came back from Spain? In the position of President? Forced me to go far away, forced my son even his own name Beiming do not dare to recognize! Beiming Mo, you forced it all"Chi!" North Ming Mo sneers, that fierce Mou Guang stares North ming to fly far straight to emit cold sweat.

No cause, no result?

The past of Beiming brothers' youth is a scar on everyone's heart.

However, Beiming boss exposed the scar all day, as if everyone owed him.

Beiming II's scar was the deepest and most painful, but he covered it tightly. No one could see it. Even if the ulceration and inflammation spread through his body, he would not say a word.

Beiming was three years old, and the scar was the lightest, so light that it was almost invisible.

"Elder brother, what you said is unfair to Beiming er." Beiming Yan then said, "it was you who bullied Beiming ER in the past, and you made it today by yourself! What's more, except for Beiming II, no one here is more qualified to take charge of Beiming clan than him! "

"Yan Yan, stop it." Jiang Huixin interrupts beimingyan's words, and his eyebrows are a little cold. "Do you think your elder brother and your second brother are not fighting enough? Now, no matter who is right or wrong, it's over! The key is that your brothers are united and filial to your father! "

The three brothers frown. Silence.