Very pure and cute: diamond rich come on a blind date

Qin Huo then followed, "Miss Ye, I've already arranged for that mahogany piano to be transported by air, and it will be delivered in two days."

"Well, thank you, Qin Huo." Ye Huanyu blinked twice in embarrassment, afraid that Qin Huo would see her tears.

Qin Huo paused and hesitated, "Miss Ye, are you alright?"

"No..." She shook her head.

"Then I'll go first." Qin Huo said, turning around to catch up with the master's footsteps.

"Wait." She shouted hastily, "Qin Huo, please remind him to remember to change the wound dressing..."

"I will." Qin Huo nodded and left.

Ye Huanyu wrapped Qi Yemo's overcoat and walked to the gate of the airport.

Looking up, a dry and cold wind blows towards my face.

She breathed a sigh of relief and stopped a taxi...

*

Qi Yemo's car quickly arrived at A Central Hospital.

"Second Young Master, you are finally here." Butler Wang had been waiting at the entrance of the hospital for quite a while.

"Where's the master?" Qi Yemo got out of the car without saying a word, and walked straight to the hospital.

"Master is still in the intensive care unit..."

"What the hell is going on? Why did you have a stroke!" He frowned, with imperceptible panic in his tone. His father called him just the day before the Spring Festival.It's only been a few days, why did he have a stroke?

"I...I don't know very well..." Butler Wang shook his head, "When I found the master, he was already lying on the ground unconscious."

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

"..." Butler Wang couldn't answer.

Qi Yemo held back his anger and hurried to the intensive care unit——

"Yemo..." Song Ruling burst into tears, "You're back..."

Qi Feiyuan and his wife stood by the bed silently.

Qi Yan spread out on the sofa and drank sullenly.

When Qi Yemo saw the pale-haired old man wearing an oxygen mask on the sick bed, his heart skipped a beat.

Only a few days later, my father fell ill.

Qi Zhengtian opened his eyes, and when he saw Qi Yemo, his eyes flickered.

However, after the stroke, the face with nerve paralysis could not express any expression.

"..." The old man wanted to make a sound, but he could only utter a few single sounds inarticulately, "Two..."

Who would have thought that the old and vigorous Qi Zhengtian is now in his dying years.

"Dad, I'm back." Qi Yemo held Qi Zhengtian's hand tightly with a hoarse voice, "Sorry, I'm late."

Qi Zhengtian's eyes turned red suddenly, he shook his hands, and couldn't speak a word.

But he told his son with his eyes that he has been waiting for this sincere "Dad" for too many years...

Or, Qi Yemo's 'I'm sorry' made him feel guilty.

Among the three sons, he loves the eldest the most, spoils the third the most, and admires the second the most, but he also owes the second the most...

Qi Yemo took a deep breath, and immediately growled at the people present——

"Can anyone tell me what happened?"

He didn't expect that after going to Sabah, after a few days of drunkenness and dreams, when he came back, he would have the illusion that it had been several years in the world.

What exactly is missing?That made his father have a sudden stroke and was admitted to the hospital?

"Yemo...I'm sorry...it's my fault..." Song Ruling burst into tears, "If I had found out earlier, Zhengtian would not be like this..."

Qi Feiyuan stood aside, lowered his head, and said submissively, "It's my fault. During the past few days of Chinese New Year, Dad was happy and took me to drink a few glasses of wine..."