As far as he knew, cerebral hemorrhage usually occurs when emotions arouse.

At the time he calculated, ordinary people would be in a state of deep sleep according to their daily schedule, especially the elderly.

Who would stimulate the old man at that time without permission, even to this extent?

Although Su Jinran thought this way, he just hid it in his heart and did not show it.

Keeping your emotions and anger a secret is something you must do in front of others, especially in front of Xue Ziran.[

He just sighed, walked a few steps closer and sat beside Su Qinghe's bed, looking at the bed quietly.

What if, what if he never wakes up?

He has complained, hated, and blamed, but he still knows deep down in his heart that this man has good intentions from the beginning to the end. It is just that a person's ideological principles are deeply rooted, and changing that cannot be done overnight.

He thought about what Su Mumu said yesterday when he met the old man, and wondered what kind of mood this man had in meeting his little granddaughter.

Qinghai Yun said that he also wanted to call her "Little Miss". If he really couldn't wake up, would he become the culprit, leaving the old man with regrets...

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became. Su Jinran narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart was filled with ups and downs, and his breath seemed to be a little unstable.

He calmed down, lowered his head slightly, and gently looked at the thin and wrinkled hands, where the drip was pouring liquid into them bit by bit along the small tube.

The blood vessels bulged high under the old skin, which looked shocking and distressed. In fact, like Su Mumu, he had a heart that was easily moved by others.

It's just that girls express their emotions more openly than girls, but he just hides all his emotions and only releases them without scruples around familiar and trusted people.

His eyes moved slightly, and he accidentally saw the mark on the old man's finger. He couldn't help but paused. The mark of ink pad on his thumb that had not been wiped dry, although it was very shallow, was obviously a new mark.

Su Jinran's heart was slightly agitated, her fingers curled slightly, and she remained silent without speaking.

The undulating quilt just blocked the movement of his fingers. Xue Ziran stood behind him and stared at him for a moment, trying to get some clues from his reaction.

It's just that it's obvious that this young man is really not simple. His movements and expressions are all impeccable, and he is so calm that even he has to praise him.

He took a step forward, put his palms gently on his shoulders, and called softly:

"Of course, dad will be fine."

It was a very hypocritical word of comfort, but Xue Zihuan said it seriously and sincerely.

Su Jinran turned to look at him and said nothing. He just turned his head back lightly and looked at Su Qinghe silently for a while, then turned and walked out of the ward.

Xue Ziran couldn't understand his thoughts and frowned slightly as he looked at his back.

The subordinate on the side came up to him and called out: [

"Mr. Xue, what should we do with Qinghai Yun?"

Xue Zihuan thought for a while and said:

"His wife and children are still under control. He won't talk nonsense. Let him go."

He looked at the young man's disappearing back, narrowed his eyes, and added as if talking to himself,
Chapter completed!