Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

The banquet master opened his eyes. Compared with the previous sharpness, his eyes were a little turbid.

"Xin Xin -" the banquet master's voice was a little hoarse.

Josin put the plate on the bedside table. Hold the banquet master's hand: "Grandpa. I'm here."

The banquet master turned his head: "in the future, take good care of yourself. Take good care of Si Ye. Si Ye has not been spoiled since he was young. Although he looks very strong, he has always been very fragile..."

His voice was old and hoarse.

"Grandpa, I will take good care of him. Don't worry." josin grabbed the banquet master's hand: "you must cheer up. Always accompany us."

The banquet master turned to look at josin, raised his hand and fell down again.

Just then. The sound of pushing the door came from the door, and the banquet Secretary night pushed the door with his things.

"Grandpa, I brought you lunch." the banquet secretary put the things on the table. Looking at the old banquet man lying in bed, "do you want to eat something now?"

The banquet master nodded. Josin took the remote control of the hospital bed, adjusted the bed, took one side of the table and put it in front of the banquet master.

The banquet secretary put things on the table at night.

Banquet Secretary night's eyes fell on the banquet master. It's only a few days. His hair is all white. There is also an old look on his face.

He used to be hale and hearty, but now his spirit is wilting and he is no longer a powerful figure in the past.

One major change after another hit the banquet master the most.

First, the white haired man sent the black haired man. Then the malice of banquet Secretary Bai, and the people around him disappointed him one after another.

I had lunch. The servant quickly packed up his things.

The banquet master looked at the banquet Secretary night in front of him and patted him on the shoulder: "Secretary night, I know you have been forced to pursue perfection since childhood. Maybe your childhood is not happy at all. I'm sorry for you..."

Since just now, the banquet master's mental state is not quite right, and he has been explaining it all the time.

"Grandpa, I'm very happy." Yan Siye looked at him and his voice softened: "I've been around grandpa since I was young. I'm really happy, and now I still have Xin Xin with me..."

His eyes fell on josin, gentle and sentimental.

The banquet master seems to be telling the future.

"I know my physical condition. I may not last long." master Yan's eyes turned back and forth on the two people: "the only regret is that I didn't see you give me a little grandson. My only hope now is that you two can take good care of yourself."

"No!" banquet Secretary Ye held the banquet master's hand, and the doctor's words echoed in his mind.

That day in the emergency department, if Grandpa had not strong willpower and always had the desire to survive, he might not have saved his life at all.

Banquet Secretary night: "Grandpa will always be healthy, and grandma is on the way back to the old house. Our family is in harmony. Don't say such things... OK?"

The banquet master just pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a reluctant smile.

When I was young, I was vigorous and resolute. I was a famous "cold faced hell" in the business circle. When I was old, I was also very strict with some young people. I hope they can become excellent.

However, he also missed a lot of things, such as the closeness of the younger generation and the warm atmosphere that the family should have. He was a lot worse.