Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 7730 Shooting suicide...... (11)

The car was parked outside the hospital.

The bodyguards lined up, and Yan Songyuan was still supported by the housekeeper into the hospital.

When he arrived at the gate of the intensive care unit, Yan Songyuan obtained the right to visit, and the nurse led him in, but only for 10 minutes.

Yan Jia had just had a craniotomy, and was lying quietly with a thick white gauze wrapped around his head.

Yan Songyuan hasn't seen Yan Jia for a long time. Last time, their father and son had a big fight, or...every time they talked, there would be a violent fight, without exception.

They don't look like father and son, they are clearly enemies.

He often told others that Yan Jia came to collect debts, took the life of his beloved woman, and came to torture him for half his life.

But now this little debt collector has not taken his life, but is lying here, life and death are uncertain.

Yan Songyuan looked at his little son through the protective clothing. This was bought by his beloved woman with her own life. It was the child his lover desperately protected. As a father...how could he hate him? To the bone.

Yan Jia on the hospital bed was haggard, with sunken eye sockets, and was so thin that he couldn't see his face clearly. Even Yan Songyuan almost couldn't recognize this son.

Where was the arrogant and domineering son who was glaring at him, obviously a dying patient who would leave this world at any time.

This idea existed in Yan Songyuan's mind for a few seconds, his mind went blank, no...he can't lose this son, his only relative.

Yan Songyuan lost control of his emotions and burst into tears. Just as he was about to pounce on the hospital bed, the nurse grabbed him!

"Sir, it's time."

Yan Songyuan refused to leave and desperately wanted to stay here, but several nurses pulled him away together and pulled him out of the intensive care unit.

As soon as he got outside, Yan Songyuan fell to the ground, crying loudly, ignoring anyone's eyes.

He couldn't help crying, like the day many, many years ago when he lost his beloved wife.

No one dared to persuade Yan Songyuan, only the butler sighed lightly and held his arm: "Chairman, the doctor said it's all right, the second young master is all right."

"You lied to me... Even you started to lie to me..." Yan Songyuan's voice was choked up, and he couldn't cry, "He won't come back... Even if he is rescued, he will lie in the hospital like Ah Feng back then, until his life is exhausted... ..."

No one can fool him, he has been in the mall for many years, he has never seen what kind of world, he shoots himself, the bullet goes through his head, he is close to death, even if he is rescued, he can only become a vegetative state.

This little son will never quarrel with him again, will never call him an old man arrogantly, and will never stand in front of him again.

They had been quarreling for 30 years, quarreling, cursing, and cursing each other like enemies. He even thought about whether the youngest son would not come to see him on the day he died, but he never thought that something would happen to Yan Jia.

How could he hate this youngest son, how could he hate it, he just always thought of his dead wife when he saw Yan Jia, those memories were too painful, even touching him lightly would make him feel so painful, his heart seemed to have been gouged out by a knife, Blood dripping.

In the huge Yan family, he was the only one left.

When the rest of his life is nothing but pain and sorrow, how should he live the rest of his life as an old man over half a century old.

Yan Songyuan fell to the ground, crying like a child.

I can't stop crying, life is boundless.

(End of this chapter)