Beiming Mo stands in front of the window of the intensive care unit, looking at his father lying quietly inside, "what's the matter with him?"
A doctor with an expert professor's work card said: "Mr. Beiming's condition is relatively stable now. Yesterday, we also had an expert consultation, and we think he is likely to recover. We are actively preparing for relevant treatment."
"Well." Beiming Mo nodded, then pushed open the door leading to the ward and went in quietly.
At the moment, Beiming old man is quietly lying on the hospital bed, and all kinds of instruments beside the bed are closely monitoring the changes of his life characteristics.
I haven't seen you for a few days. It seems that the old man of Beiming is getting old again.
Inadvertently, he turned to see, on the bedside table, placed a bunch of flowers in full bloom.
He went over and reached for a petal, whose water had not dried up.
It should be here soon.
Beiming Mo turned his head and asked the doctor behind him: "who has been here?"
The doctor helped his glasses and said with an apologetic face: "Mr. Beiming, before you came here, I just handed over the shift with another attending doctor. When I got here, this bunch of flowers had already been put there. So I don't know who sent this. "
At this time, Beiming Mo heard Beiming's weak voice: "er Er... "
He turned and looked at the old man Beiming. Xinghuo immediately took a chair and put it behind him.
"Dad, I came to see you." Although Beiming Mo said is still so indifferent, but in the heart of father and son are full of a warm.
***
beimingmo sat down and showed concern in his cold eyes.
The old man of Beiming is holding the hand of the infusion needle and stretching to Beiming ink.
He wants to hold his son's hand. No one has ever come here to see him, even Jiang Huixin, who has been sleeping with him for decades.
Whenever he opened his eyes, he saw only the empty ward, and the doctors and nurses who occasionally came to change his dressing and check him.
Often at this time, he could not help but shed tears.
It is said that there is no filial son in front of bed after a long illness.
It's not too much to use on Beiming old man.
From his illness to now, the most important thing is Beiming Mo, who has not let him worry from childhood to adulthood and is so angry that he is furious.
Beiming Mo reaches out his hand and holds the shaking hand tightly, the weak hand, the hand that beat himself several times when he was growing up
"Dad, I took the children to my aunt a few days ago. Everything was fine with her and she was very happy with the children. When I left, I brought you a lot of fresh vegetables and fruits she planted... " Beiming Mo knows very well that if the news of fanggu's death is revealed to Beiming master at this time, his body may not be able to bear such a big blow.
Although Beiming old man and fanggu were not compatible when they were young.
But with the passage of time, family is always higher than everything, two people are also in the heart of each other, never say it.
Just like before, when Beiming Mo went to fanggu's, she always asked Beiming Mo to bring some fresh vegetables and fruits.
Beiming master will also pretend to inadvertently remind Beiming Mo to see his sister, and secretly send some people to help her.
Beiming master listen to Beiming ink about his sister, can't help but tears, he released the hand of Beiming ink, shaking into his quilt, took out a newspaper.
"Fang Death... " Beiming old man can't say a complete word, but he can express his meaning completely.
Beiming Mo reached for the newspaper and saw it written in bold letters: "Beiming family is cold-blooded. The younger sister of former president Beiming Zhengtian was driven out of the family for decades, and died in the morning yesterday. The farmhouse, which has been running for half a year, was burned overnight"
"hiss..." Beiming Mo can't help taking a breath of air-conditioning, his brow can't help wring, fanggu's death news has been kept secret, how can anyone know, and also see the newspaper?
Xinghuo was standing behind Beiming Mo, and he was surprised to see the title of the line.
With the consent of Beiming Mo, he took the newspaper and looked at the publication date. It was the day after fanggu's death.
They came back that afternoon, too. The reason why I didn't read this newspaper at the first time was that Beiming Mo didn't live in Beiming's old house that day, but was with Gu Huan and the children.
The next day, that is, today, villa and stock happened again, so they had no time to read the newspaper. I didn't expect to be exploited.
If you can know for the first time, Beiming ink can completely evaporate all the newspapers that published this news.
From another point of view, someone deliberately showed this newspaper to Beiming old man to stimulate him with the news of fanggu's death. Even if Beiming old man didn't die of grief, it would also make Beiming family in a mess.***
Xinghuo took the doctor out of the ward.
He looked up at the top of the corridor and saw a lot of cameras.
If you want to find out who sent the newspaper to Beiming, it is most convenient to check 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 the matter?" The doctor looked puzzled.
Xing Huo looked at him, his face looked a little anxious, "please take me to your monitoring room, I want to check some information."
"This..." The doctor could not help but frown, "as soon as I leave, there will be no one to look after old Mr. Beiming..." Said, showing a very difficult look.
"Why, don't you worry? My master is here. He will call you if there is anything. What else do you have to worry about? " Xing Huo said that he would take the doctor to the stairwell.
Xing Huo and the doctor went to the monitoring room, and only Beiming Mo and Beiming father and son were left in the ward.
In this case, Beiming Mo could not hide any more.
He took out his own valuable handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the tears on the face of Beiming old man.
"Dad, when my aunt died, my children and I lived in the farmhouse, but when I arrived, my aunt had already..." Beiming Mo raised his head and closed his lips tightly. The muscles of his cheeks were tight.
After a while, Beiming Mo continued: "her illness came so quickly and suddenly that she left before the doctor came. Originally, I concealed this matter to avoid being told. You are seriously ill now and can't be hit any more. "
"Wu..." Hearing this, he closed his eyes tightly, and tears came down from the corner of his eyes. His closed and trembling lips made a sad sound from his heart.
Although they are not compatible with each other, they did not expect that their sister would leave like this
And his son in order not to let himself too sad, painstakingly do so many things.
Beiming Mo dried the tears on Beiming's face again: "Dad, don't worry, I've arranged for my aunt's death. She's buried in our Beiming family cemetery. I know she's been away from Beiming for most of her life, and it's time for her to come back. "
The northern underworld government day slightly nods a head, he praises son this kind of practice.
Beiming Mo stood up, went to the window, reached for half a curtain.
A wisp of white moonlight shines into the ward through the window and sprinkles on the bed of Beiming old man.
He looked up at the full moon hanging in the sky, and his childhood memories emerged in front of him.
In the same full moon, his aunt was sitting on the valley pile, and his head was resting on her leg when he was young.
She gently shakes her body, rubs and pats his body, telling a beautiful story
After a long time, Beiming Mo drew the curtain again and sat on the chair beside the bed.
At this time, Beiming master did not know where to take out a picture, is trying to look at the people inside.
Beiming Mo leaned over to see, this is the picture of Beiming old man and fanggu together.
The faces of the two people in the picture are full of brilliant smiles.
Beiming old man's hand holding the photo trembled slightly. He might be recalling that time.
"Dad, it's getting late. It's time for you to rest. Just now the doctor said that your illness is not completely sure that he can cure it. When you recover, I'll take you to see your aunt. "
With that, Beiming Mo gently took the photo out of his hand and put it on his pillow.
Beiming old man looked at his son, nodded slightly, and slowly closed his eyes.
Beiming Mo has been waiting by the bed until Xinghuo and the doctor come back again.
Xing Huo stood in the observation room, looking at the master's body leaning on the chair, one hand on his cheek, eyes slightly closed.
Beiming old man lay quietly. Now the picture is the harmonious coexistence between father and son.
***
as time goes by, Beiming Mo's head falls gently and wakes up. Looking at Beiming, he has fallen asleep quietly.
He stood up quietly, and the blanket on his leg fell to the ground.
He moved his numb arms and neck in place.
He turned to the observation room and saw Xing Huo standing there. The doctor beside him was carefully recording the observation data.
Beiming Mo went to the observation room and looked at Xinghuo: "what time is it now?"
Xing Huo looked down at his watch: "master, it's already midnight." Looking at the tired appearance of Beiming Mo: "do you want me to let them arrange a room here and have a rest here tonight?"
Beiming Mo shook his head, then looked at Xinghuo and said, "what did you do just now?"
Xing Huo took a look at the doctor nearby."Oh, I'm just going out to make arrangements for the night shift. If you have anything to do, just ring the call bell." Doctor Zhiqu said, turned out of the ward.
Xinghuo saw that there was no stranger in the room, and said to Beiming Mo in a low voice, "just now I went to the monitoring room and found something."
With that, Xing Huo takes out his mobile phone and tunes out a video clip.
Beiming ink wriggles his brows and looks at the picture playing on his mobile phone.
In the lower right corner of the video, the recording time of the video is clearly recorded, which is the afternoon of the second day after fanggu's accident.
At that time, it was on their way back from farmhouse.
This video was taken from the camera that happened to be facing the VIP ward of Beiming old man.
With the rapid beat of the second hand, a man in a suit appeared, pacing back and forth in front of the ward door, and he seemed to be thinking about something.
Five minutes later, the man knocked on the door of the ward.