Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

When I was ready to take a nap with the quilt wrapped around me.

A phone call came.

"Jiang Ning."

"The old man is awake."

"want to see you."

……

When Miss Jiang arrived at the hospital, it was already an hour later.

Just walked into the ward.

The pungent smell of anesthetic made her frown involuntarily.

then.

Her eyes involuntarily fell on the old man lying on the bed.

The old man was lying flat on the bed at this moment.

There was an IV drip in his arm.

The head was wrapped in a thick layer.

Only a small part of the face is exposed.

"dad."

"Ningning is here."

Jiang He hummed softly, then waved to Miss Jiang who was a few meters behind him.

Waiting for Jiang Ning to walk to the bed.

He lowered his head and looked into those cloudy eyes.

Just one glance.

Miss Jiang saw weakness.

I saw powerlessness.

But there seems to be an indescribable sense of desolation.

Do you feel that your time is running out?

Miss Jiang didn't know how to describe it.

It's quite complicated anyway.

At this time.

The old man's mouth moved.

It looks like it is talking.

But the sound is too small.

Miss Jiang couldn't hear clearly, so she could only bend down and move closer.

As a result, I could barely hear a few words.

"…You and…Ann…are very similar…"

"…He…didn't come…don't…blame him…"

"…family…photo…I left this for…An…"

Speaking of which.

Suddenly, a rapid alarm sounded from the machine behind.

next second.

Many people's eyes turned subconsciously.

then…

Jiang He rushed out like a bull.

The little old lady rushed to the bed and grabbed the old man's hand.

Urgently calling:

"patriotic!"

"hold onto!"

“You must persevere!”

But let her shout as much as she wants.

The old man still looked calm.

The machine at the back was still calling out urgently.

to be frank.

Miss Jiang's mental state at the moment is detached.

Just quietly watching the old man lying on the bed.

Very peaceful.

Same mentality as hers.

At this time.

Several medical staff suddenly rushed in from outside.

They surrounded the bed in no time.

Suddenly.

Miss Jiang felt a tug.

Look back.

It’s my second aunt.

Pull yourself out of the bed.

Wait until you get out of the hospital bed door.

in the corridor.

The little old lady suddenly stared at Miss Jiang with her red eyes.

"You are a disaster!"

"As long as you show up!"

"The old man's health will be in trouble!"

"And your mother!"

"It's not enough to harm Jiang An!"

"You are still running to Haicheng to harm our family!"

"I'll beat you to death, you evil creature!!"

"I beat you to death!!!"

As he said this, he took out his crutch and swung it towards Miss Jiang.

She didn't let him.

Or maybe someone helped her block the crutches.

"mom!"

"Calm down!"

"Dad is still in there trying to save him!"

"Do you want him to hear about Big Brother?"

A word from Jiang He.

The little old lady let her crutches drop weakly.

Leaning against the wall beside him.

He clapped his hands on his legs and let out a painful sob.

Like singing an opera.

This is Miss Jiang’s intuitive feeling.

I think my grandmother might have worked in a drama troupe before.

In fact, she didn't mind the old lady scolding her.

Maybe he was inspired by his grandfather.

Instead, she felt that the little old lady at this moment was the embodiment of true emotions.

Violent and domineering.

Maybe it's just a habit developed over the past few decades.

It's actually quite pitiful when you think about it this way.

It was clearly due to his own emotions that he drove his son away and he never came home for decades.

In the end I couldn't accept this reality.

He took his anger out on his eldest granddaughter.

But it’s understandable.

Many elderly people seem to be in good spirits.

In fact, they are just living on one breath.

If you figure it out.

The air is gone.

Then it's really gone.

At this time.

Miss Jiang's cell phone suddenly rang.

She took it out and took a look.

It's an unknown number.

After thinking about it, I clicked on the answer button.

"Hello, Miss Jiang Jiang. I am Qi Yunlin, the chairman of Dingdian Entertainment. I am here to represent Dingdian Entertainment and would like to discuss some contract matters with you."

Hear the words.

Miss Jiang was silent for a moment and then asked.

"Who gave you my number?"

"That's not important, Miss Jiang Jiang. The most important thing now is the contract."

"Is it Guo Xiangyang?"

Hear this.

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

But then he continued:

"If Miss Jiang Jiang is willing, Dingdian Entertainment can make you a nationally renowned star in three years..."

"It's boring..."

"Hmm? Miss Ginger, what did you say?"