Su Qinghe laughed after hearing this,

"Since I asked, he will definitely come. Otherwise, why would he ask? Although he is cold-faced and kind-hearted, he still attaches great importance to family ties."

Qinghai Yun was noncommittal, but he couldn't help but express his thoughts to attack him.

"Master, do you think Master Jin will guess that you are pretending to be sick? I think his tone is too calm and calm?"

Su Qinghe didn't take it seriously and shrugged: [

"When have you ever seen him not calm or collected?

And even if he has doubts, he will come to conduct the appraisal in person, so I have achieved my goal."

Su Qinghe paused for a moment, feeling a little depressed.

"The damn boy dislikes me more and more now. We don't even have the chance to meet in the same house."

Qinghai Yun saw that the old man felt a little sad again, so he walked over to comfort Su Jinran and said a few good words to Su Jinran. After all, it was an extraordinary period now, with both internal and external troubles gathering.

Even if Su Jinran had three heads and six arms, he would still be tired and exhausted, and there would be things he didn't care about.

Then Su Qinghe became a little panicked, wondering if he was causing trouble for others?

But then I thought about it, how much longer can he cause trouble for others?

However, the first person to notify him of his "critical illness" was Su Jinran. The first person to visit the hospital was not the one he wanted to see the most.

No one in the Su family should know about it, but Xue Ziran became the first person to come to the hospital to offer condolences.

When Su Qinghe saw the visitor, he had some thoughts in his heart.

Xue Zihuan was still well-spoken, and when he came in, he greeted her with greetings and a pair of sharp eyes.

His sharp eyes moved from the hanging drip on one side to the face of the displeased old man, he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled:

"Dad, Su Qin and I were both shocked when we suddenly heard the news that you were critically ill. Su Qin was so anxious that she fainted. I was afraid that she would be stimulated again and didn't let her come. No,

I settled her down and rushed over without stopping, but..."

He made a long note, walked around the bed twice, looked back at the old man's face again, and continued,

"But dad, I think you still look quite healthy. You don't see anything dangerous, right?"

The visitor was unkind, and some people's fox tails gradually stretched out without any cover. Su Qinghe was not stupid. When he saw him like this, he knew what he was thinking, and he curved his lips without any surprise:

"There are dangers, but who says that a critical illness cannot be turned into a recovery?"[

He paused, and the smile on his lips became colder,

"Zi Huan, are you too impatient if you want me to die?"

Now that we have reached this point, everyone has made it clear that Su Qinghe will no longer act. He has always maintained a high profile in front of this visiting son-in-law, and even now he will not let himself be controlled by others.

He neatly pulled off the drip hanging on his hand, sat up straight, and narrowed his eyes at the handsome middle-aged man in front of him.

"The Su family belongs to Su Jinran, and the Su family is also what I left to Su Jinran. Zi Huan, you should be more responsible. I will never do less for you. But obviously, people's hearts are not enough, and your appetite is too big."

A bit bigger."

Xue Ziran also smiled softly when he heard this.
Chapter completed!