He Feichen did not respond to the second uncle.

Because he really didn't expect that He Peng's trial against him would be so decisive.

"Let's go... I will inform you about the split of the group after it is completed..." He Peng said to He Feichen when he saw his hesitation.

The tone was very soft, but the tone was extremely firm.

Even He Feihong, who was standing behind He Peng, did not dare to speak again at this time.

He Feichen thought for a moment, then made a show of kneeling in front of He Peng, muttering: "Well, after this kowtow, we, father and son, will sever all ties...!"

But Guan Yu didn't know when he appeared behind He Feichen.

The second master grabbed He Feichen's shoulders and his mouth was full of disdain: "How dare a shameless and unjust person talk about kindness?"

After saying that, he turned around beautifully and slipped He Feichen to the door.

Then he pushed towards the door and drove He Feichen out of the study.

"Okay! Brother... Xiaoguan, you two have done well. If you keep breaking up, you will be disturbed. Brother, I know you still can't let it go, but you must not be kind to a woman in this joint."

The second uncle saw that Guan Yu's actions were very straightforward, so he gave a thumbs up from the side.

Because he understands that the matter in front of him is a matter that is constantly being cut and sorted out.

Including the parties concerned, who can tell the truth about right and wrong?

So we can only cut through the mess quickly and never hesitate.

Otherwise, if He Feichen is really allowed to kneel down and kowtow like this, then he will feel a pity for his elder brother. How will it end in the end?

The second master had already picked up the heavy door panel from the ground and covered the place he broke.

Now it was no longer up to He Feichen whether he wanted to or not, since there was no room for him in the study.

"Xiao Guan... I... I thank you." He Peng took a deep breath and said to Guan Yu.

"It's just a matter of hands."

Guan Yu understood that just now He Peng really wanted to drive He Feichen away, but in the end, he still couldn't let go of his cruel heart.

I'm afraid that once He Feichen is made to kneel down, He Peng will forgive him.

Poor parents in the world, how many parents would not forgive their children?

At this time, there were only four people left in the room.

Guan Yu retreated to the chair next to the door, using practical actions to show the others in the room: You talk, I will ensure safety.

The second uncle skillfully walked to the nearby cabinet, rummaged through it, and asked: "Xiaoguan, do you like to drink black tea or green tea? Or coffee?"

"Just feel free to do whatever you want..." The second master habitually touched his already bald chin.

Here, He Peng slowly stood up and walked straight to the depths of the study.

He Feihong was worried about his father's health, so he followed He Peng closely.

Deep in the study, under the window sill, is where He Peng placed his shrine.

There is a statue of Guan Gong covered by a red cloth. Guan Gong is sitting firmly in the statue holding spring and autumn in his hands. Behind him are the black-faced Zhou Cang and the white-faced Guan Ping.

He Peng said softly to his daughter: "Wash your hands and offer incense to Guan Gong for me."

He Feihong knew his father's habits, so he agreed and then went to wash his hands.

After cleaning up, He Feihong respectfully offered three pillars of fragrance to the shrine.

He Peng was sitting on the Taishi chair in front of the shrine, looking at his daughter silently.

In order to show respect for the gods, this chair was not placed directly in front of the shrine, but was moved under the window next to it.

The weather outside the window is not good, it has become overcast.

"Child, do you have anything you want to ask? Your eldest brother...your second brother has asked me a lot today, and now it's your turn to ask." After watching his daughter finish offering incense, He Peng turned his head toward the window,

asked quietly.

"Dad... Actually you are not poisoned, right?" He Feihong actually had many questions in mind, but the one that worried her the most was He Peng's health.

When He Peng heard this, his face relaxed a lot, and he asked softly: "How do you know?"

"Because...because if you hadn't urged me, I don't think the second uncle would have burned the incense so frequently." He Feihong recalled the incense that had never been cut off in front of the statue in the corner of the ward, and a naughty smile appeared on his lips.

"He, he just doesn't listen to advice. He has a god in his heart and a ruler in his body. If a person doesn't even respect the gods, how can he have rules and regulations when doing things?"

After chatting with his daughter for a few words, He Peng obviously felt much more relaxed.

"Then...why did the doctor take you away for resuscitation that night?" He Feihong suddenly thought of the thrilling scene last night. Now that she recalled the way her father was taken away by a lot of doctors, her collar would appear.

A layer of cold sweat.

"Why? Everything was fine when you didn't come to see me, but how could I hold on when you, a little girl, stayed on the bed? And that guy named Guan has an unusually sharp intuition. You don't know, old man

I was really anxious outside, so I could only arrange this outing, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to solve it even if I went to the toilet." He Peng said with a wry smile.

"It turns out... it turns out that this was all arranged by the second uncle." After He Feihong confirmed that there was nothing wrong with his father's body, he was no longer depressed.

"Not only was it arranged by him, the whole hospital belongs to him, but this matter is very secret. Only I knew about it before, but now you are the one who has it." He Peng explained.

After hearing his father's explanation and the fact that the ambulance that came to save him today happened to be the ambulance from that hospital, He Feihong finally smoothed over the whole matter.

"By the way, did the man named Guan take the initiative to help you, or did Zhang Fugui ask him to help you?" He Peng suddenly asked.

"No...he...he wants to film and screenwriter...I asked him to be my bodyguard, and he came..." Hearing his father suddenly change the topic to Guan Yu, He Feihong

He looked a little nervous.

"Really just a bodyguard?" His daughter's emotional problems have always been He Peng's concern. Although he wanted to know whether Zhang Fugui intended to help He Feihong, but compared to his daughter's happiness, all this seemed to be no longer important.

"You...what are you talking about? You haven't told me why you were suddenly hospitalized and arranged such a big drama without telling me in advance." He Feihong's face turned red and he complained and changed the subject.

Come back.

Hearing his daughter's question, He Peng was silent for a moment.

"Son, I know my health well. After seeing what happened to the boss, I realized that our He Group has contracted such a serious disease. I'm afraid I no longer have the energy to treat the group, so I have to find a way to treat it."

This abscess needs to be dug out... Sigh... Forget it, let's not mention this. If it is not broken, it will not be established. The He family will depend on you from now on." After He Peng finished speaking, he patted his daughter's shoulder gently.

This is the first time that He Feihong offers incense to the gods on behalf of He Peng.

In the future, this job will probably be handed over to He Feihong.

Although it was just a short sentence, He Feihong understood her father's original intention of pretending to be ill, but at this time she still could not understand why He Peng felt so pessimistic about her body.

"By the way, I have one more sentence, you must remember it!" He Peng warned He Feihong with a serious face.

"Okay, father, what's the word?"

"If you have a problem that you can't solve, just go to Zhang Fugui!" After He Peng finished speaking, he turned his head out of the window.

He Feihong repeated a few words in a low voice without asking why.

He Peng's mood was extremely complicated at this time. The rupture between father and son, the peace of mind about a stable future...all kinds of good and bad emotions shrouded his heart.

He had no choice but to look up out of the window, wondering if there really was an immortal above the dark clouds looking down at all this.

Unexpectedly, it started to snow outside the window at this time.
Chapter completed!