I conquered the entertainment industry

Chapter 1122 For whom?

"Mo Ting made a fool of himself. He knew that his father and I disagreed. He tried it, and he won't try it again."

As if recalling what happened more than ten years ago, Mr. Jun looked back, "Do you think he just gave up? No, he closed the door and thought about it in his own mind."

"He won't stop until he finds a way."

His breath gradually became a little unstable, and Mr. Jun turned his head and glanced at the night outside the window, "The light is off when I die, he is waiting for me to die, he is the master of the Jun family, and then what to do with Qin Ye. He ...cough cough cough...cough cough cough cough..."

"Father!"

Exclaiming in surprise, Xu Songde stepped forward a few steps, stroking Mr. Jun's back to cheer him up, "Don't think so much, it's important to take good care of your body."

"I can't raise it well..."

Mr. Jun smiled wryly, "President Zhu's words are not so much comforting me, but comforting my family. I know my body well."

A look of sadness appeared on his face, Xu Songde fell silent.

When the door of the ward was knocked, I thought it was the doctor who came to make rounds.

Mr. Jun and Xu Songde both turned their heads and looked over.

"dad……"

Wearing a coat, Qin Shuyi walked in with a slightly tired face.

Putting the suitcase next to the hanger, Qin Shuyi hung up her coat and scarf, and walked over with a concerned expression, "Have you eaten yet?"

Looking at the unfinished millet porridge on the bedside table, Qin Shuyi shook her head, "Although you like this one, it's not nutritious enough."

"Starting tomorrow, I'll prepare and deliver your three meals a day. Don't bother Uncle Xu to go back and forth..."

The natural attitude and the familiarity of the words, as if she had been in the imperial capital and never left.

Looking at Mr. Jun who has been looking at her deeply since she came in, Qin Shuyi said softly, "Dad, take care of your illness and don't think about anything."

"When I came back, I invited Dr. William from St. John's Hospital to come back with me. He has already gone to see the old dean Zhu."

"Tomorrow, the two of them will give you a consultation. Don't worry, within ten days and a half months, you will be able to leave the hospital and go home."

A moment ago, he was still speculating, saying that Jun Moting must have planned it out.

When he died, they would reunite with Qin Ye.

At this moment, Qin Shuyi appeared in front of her in a dusty manner.

A posture that intends to take care of him.

Mr. Jun found that he was getting more and more confused about the mother and son.

"Mo Ting asked you to come?"

Asking in a deep voice, Mr. Jun looked alienated, "I have doctors and nurses here, as well as Song De and the nurses. I don't need you. You can go back and rest."

"Dad, what do you mean, if Mo Ting won't let me come, I won't be able to come?"

Mr. Jun's unhappiness was clearly on his face, but Qin Shuyi didn't seem to notice it, talking and laughing to himself, and walked up to take a look at the unfinished drip.

"Although Jun Yan and I have separated, as long as Mo Ting is around, I will still be your daughter-in-law."

"It is said that there are no filial sons in front of the long-term sickbed, but the old man did not say that there are no filial daughters in front of the long-term sickbed. So, am I coming back to be a filial daughter?"

While talking, his hands became busy.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the ward was clean and tidy.

"Dad, it's almost ten o'clock, go to bed quickly. I'll come over early tomorrow morning..."

Glancing at the time, Qin Shuyi dragged her suitcase and left.

At 06:30 the next morning, Mr. Jun woke up before dawn.

The smell was tangy, and I saw Qin Shuyi taking out a variety of breakfasts.

And he didn't even know when she came in, Mr. Jun sat up slowly.

Rinse your mouth and wipe your face with tea water for eyesight.

It's been almost 20 years since he left Jun's house, but Qin Shuyi knew his habits like the back of his hand as if he had never left.

It wasn't until after breakfast that Qin Shuyi took out the newspaper to read it to him that Mr. Jun waved his hand and said calmly, "Tell me, who are you here to plead for?"

(End of this chapter)