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On the other side, in Yan Jihai's ward, a war that is not a war is going on.

There were only three people in the room, Yan Jihai, Yan Yun, and Lian Biyang.

After Yan Yun came in, he leaned lazily against the corner of the wall, his lazy and casual appearance seemed to have a trace of waste.

But from time to time, when the other party looked at the patient on the bed, there would be a trace of sarcasm and coldness that was not obvious.

Even Biyang closed the door after entering, and the conversation needed a quiet space.

Yan Jihai looked at Yan Yun who was lazily leaning against the wall, and at the face shape of the other person who was somewhat similar to his own when he was young, and then he suddenly realized a fact.

That person is also his own son, his own son...

In fact, I have never looked at this child carefully, because I have never really paid attention to it.

Even, when the child was born, he thought about killing him directly.

Come to think of it, I am really a very irresponsible father.

Therefore, this child wants to die by himself...

If you owe something, this is retribution.

Thinking of this, Yan Jihai sighed helplessly in his heart, and when he looked at Yan Yun again, there was a hint of warmth in his eyes.Not obvious, but real.

Seeing the warmth, Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Even Biyang saw the warmth, and remained calm.

Yan Jihai said lightly: "You are here."

Lian Biyang greeted softly: "Mr. Yan."

Yan Jihai nodded slightly, "Yun'er, come and sit."

When Yan Jihai said this, he pointed to the bed beside his own bed.

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows, but did not move.

Lian Biyang grabbed Yan Yun's arm. "Don't lean against the wall, the white wall will turn black when your feet rub against it."

As he spoke, he dragged the person towards the bed, then half-forced the winner to push him down and sit down.

Yan Yun frowned, and stared fiercely at Lian Biyang.

Even Biyang pretended he didn't see anything, he looked at Yan Jihai, and said: "Talk first, I'll go outside to see if there is any coffee."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yan Yun to agree, the person has already walked out.

Yan Yun really doesn't have the time and energy to call someone back, so even Biyang is here to be a peacemaker today, right?

After Lian Biyang left, only Yan Yun and Yan Jihai were left in the room.

Yan Yun was a little stiff, because he was not used to being in the same room with Yan Jihai in such a situation.

In addition, he felt that Yan Jihai's eyes were a little awkward now.

At least, he had never seen the expression inside before.

Maybe he has, but that was when he looked at Bai Yue's childhood photos.

Anyway, he had never seen this kind of gaze, this kind of emotion under his gaze before.

Frowning uncontrollably, Yan Yun looked at Yan Jihai without emotion, waiting for him to act.

Yan Jihai glanced at Yan Yun and said, "Let me sit up straight and put a cushion on the back."

Yan Yun frowned.

"It's just such a small thing, isn't it unwilling?"

Yan Yun finally did it, helped Yan Jihai up, and added cushions.

Yan Jihai smiled slightly: "Yun'er."

The name made Yan Yun's mouth twitch. "Don't you think it's disgusting to call that?"

"Disgusting people? How could it be?" Yan Jihai still smiled: "Yue'er is like this too, isn't it?" Yan Yun's expression became a little gloomy.

Yan Jihai sighed.

What has he to sigh about?I haven't sighed yet!

"Yun'er, you hate me, don't you?" Although it was an interrogative sentence, it was more affirmative.

Yan Yun pursed his lips: "Indeed."

"Hehe." Yan Jihai smiled wryly. "Then, will my death make you stop hating?"

Yan Yun froze.

"Yun'er, have you tampered with the medicine you gave me?" Yan Jihai asked calmly, not bad at all.Yan Yun looked at the other party, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips coldly. "You just know?"

Yan Jihai nodded without denying it. "Yeah, I just found out."

The smile on Yan Yun's lips became even colder. "So what are you going to do?"

Yan Jihai looked at each other. "Not going to do anything."

"Oh?" Yan Yun raised his eyebrows. "I don't know when you became so generous."

Yan Jihai smiled wryly. "I wanted to do it yesterday."

Yan Yun narrowed his eyes, sarcastically: "Really, why didn't you do anything?"

"Yue'er said something." Yan Jihai said honestly.

"Oh?" Yan Yun raised his eyebrows even more.

"He said, I'm sorry for you, anyway, you are my son, I owe you, and it's normal for you to hate him."

Yan Jihai said softly, with a sad voice.

Yan Yun's lips were tightly pursed, each word almost came out from the gap between the teeth.

"Are you afraid that I will attack him? Unfortunately, after hearing this, I hate him even more."

"Alas..." Yan Jihai sighed a long time. "I'm sorry for you."

Yan Yun looked back coldly, without speaking.

"In the beginning, I made a mistake." Yan Jihai lowered his head. "However, I want to make up for it now. I regret it. Is it too late?"

"Regret, there is no medicine for regret in this world." Yan Yun said coldly.

"So, I died at your hands, and I don't complain at all. Is this enough? Is it enough for you not to hate?" Yan Jihai raised his head abruptly, his eyes were not sharp, but there was a slight pleading made of fragility.

"Is it enough? Of course not!" Yan Yun almost growled.

"How is it possible? These decades of neglect, do you think it's enough because of your few words? Yes, I killed you, so what, I only wish I didn't kill you early, I..."

"Yun'er." Yan Jihai suddenly interrupted Yan Yun's excitement.

"Do you know what the opposite of hate is?"

The opposite of hate... In a word, Yan Yun's face suddenly turned ugly.

Yan Jihai looked at the other party sadly, "You want my attention, that's why you hate me."

"You're dreaming!" Yan Yun yelled fiercely after being poked in his mind.

Yan Jihai was not excited at all.

He still looked at Yan Yun firmly, but there was a hint of distress in his eyes.

That's my love for my son.

That kind of distress...

"Yun'er, it was Dad's fault before."

Yan Yun stared fiercely.

dad……

dad……

dad……

He actually called himself that!

Ha, this is really ridiculous!

He has lived to such an age, but he has never heard this person call himself that!

father!

The other party didn't recognize him as his father at all!

Yan Yun didn't know if he was angry, surprised, or angry.

Always, his body was shaking.

"Yun'er, you've never called me daddy before, for the sake of daddy's death, call me,

Um? "

Yan Jihai's voice could almost be said to be pleading.

Yan Yun's eyes widened when he heard this, and they were filled with blood.

"Do you now know that you want me to call you Dad? Why did you go so early? It's been so many years, haha, don't you think it's ridiculous to say such things now?"

"Is it ridiculous?" Yan Jihai shook his head.

"No, Yun'er, I don't find this ridiculous at all. Yun'er, this is my dying wish, it's a compensation for my son, it's not ridiculous at all."

"Ha, you don't think it's ridiculous, but let me tell you, I think it's ridiculous, very ridiculous!"

Yan Jihai sighed. "Yun'er, tell me that killing me is not enough, so what do you want me to do?"

Yan Yun shut up abruptly.

"Yun'er, you have been with me for so long, you know what kind of person I am, don't you?"

Yan Yun remained silent.

"If I didn't really realize my mistake, if I didn't really care about you, how could I not be in charge of my own life and death?"

Yan Yun bit his lips tightly.

"Yun'er, I don't even have the slightest intention of revenge, why don't I love you?,,