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Yan Xin and Wen Qiyu worked together to move Wen Qishan to the hospital.

The doctor diagnosed that there were not many traumas, but the main reason was that the foundation of the body was worn out, and the time of being contaminated with drugs was too long, and the amount of smoking was too much. It is recommended to send it to a drug rehabilitation center immediately after a slight improvement.

Wen Qiyu sat in the corridor of the ward, bowed his head and remained silent.

He didn't dare to go in and see Wen Qishan.

He has always had a fear of Wen Qishan, but he also clearly remembers that this person was not like this at the beginning.

Although he was not his own, Wen Qishan loved his mother deeply, and once treated him as his own son.

It's just that things changed and people changed later, and the ordeal crushed him, and he never got up again.

But those abuses and insults...

When Wen Qiyu thought of those painful memories, he couldn't help covering his head with his hands, trembling all over.

But he also remembered that Wen Qishan had also helped him a lot.

He brought him stimulants, rescued him from the hospital, and even sent him here with Gu Yan's contract.

What kind of attitude and feelings does Wen Qishan have towards him?

Wen Qiyu really couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly there was a noise in the ward: "Get out! Who are you! Who the hell sent me to the hospital!"

The little nurse opened the door in a panic and found Wen Qiyu sitting in the corridor.

"Mr. Wen! The patient is awake, him!"

Wen Qiyu's heart trembled for a while, Yan Xin stood up and interrupted the nurse: "Okay, I got it, I'll go there right away."

"Don't stop me! Let me out!" The noisy voice in the room was even worse.

"..." Yan Xin frowned and looked at Wen Qiyu who was still motionless, sighed, and entered the ward.

"Hey old man! Do you know..." Yan Xin cursed as soon as she opened her mouth, and closed the door of the ward.

The noisy voice suddenly subsided, but Wen Qiyu became more nervous.

But there are some things that have to be said and done, for example, asking why Wen Qishan appeared at his door.

Wen Qiyu kept making psychological adjustments to himself, telling himself that this would be a normal conversation.

He stood in front of the door, put his hand on the handle, took a deep breath, and walked into the ward.

Yan Xin stood on the bed, staring at Wen Qishan constantly.

Wen Qishan looked unhappy, but he could only lie on the bed obediently.

He can yell at doctors and nurses, but he can't do anything with Yan Xin.

Wen Qiyu felt that the moment Wen Qishan's eyes swept over him, his legs would not move.

His voice was still timid: "Dad..."

Wen Qishan snorted coldly, but ignored him.

Wen Qiyu stood a few steps away from the hospital bed, not daring to approach, and asked distantly, "Dad... where have you been, and why..."

"You can control it!" Wen Qishan said horizontally.

Wen Qiyu didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Hey old man! What's your tone, are you talking to your son or your enemy!" Yan Xin couldn't stand it.

Wen Qishan didn't know where the courage came from, he didn't even owe Yan Xin a glance.

Enraged, Yan Xin rushed forward as if punching him.

Wen Qiyu hurried up to stop him.

Yan Xin hated iron for being weak: "Wen Qiyu, aren't you usually very good at outsiders! Why are you so cowardly towards this old man who has nothing!"

Wen Qiyu whispered: "He is my father..."

Wen Qishan watched this scene from the hospital bed.

He traveled a lot in the past few months and completely severed contact with Wen Qiyu.

This has never been done before.

He ate instant noodles, took drugs, and lived a decadent life alone in a rented house.

Nothing seems to have changed, but there is a big difference.

On the day he left Wen Qiyu, he understood that the reason why he would rather live like mud than commit suicide for so many years was largely because of Wen Qiyu.

Because of Wen Qiyu, there are still things in this world that are connected to him; because of Wen Qiyu, sometimes he can still think of his wife's voice and smile; because of Wen Qiyu, he still has a little survival value left.

All because of Wen Qiyu.

The child he had hurt for so long, still didn't push him away.

Wen Qiyu's blind patience, does he still have expectations for people like him?

But how can I go back?

Just like his love is gone and never came back, and he can never go back.

He doesn't deserve to be a father.

As a father, he hurt all the people he was supposed to protect.

Wen Qishan clenched his teeth and remained silent.

He didn't want to stay in the hospital, and he didn't want to see Wen Qiyu again.

The deep guilt and self-blame he finally realized forced him to be full of despair.

But no words of apology came out of his mouth.

Those who are sorry, once I said that I was wrong, it seems that the matter is really finalized, and there is no room for redemption.

Wen Qiyu asked Yan Xin to calm down first, and asked him to talk to Wen Qishan.

Wen Qiyu moved a little closer to the hospital bed, and asked cautiously: "Dad...you are not in good health. The doctor said that it is best to go to a drug rehabilitation center to get rid of drug addiction..."

"What kind of abstinence! I am pointing at that thing to live!"

"Dad! That's not a living thing. Do you just want to keep going like this?! You can start over a long time ago. Why couldn't you get out of the past a long time ago!" Wen Qiyu suddenly shouted with a raised tone .

This is what he wanted to say to Wen Qishan since he was a child. He really couldn't bear to see his father live like this.

In the past, he didn't have the guts to speak out because of the deep fear, but at this point, he couldn't bear it anymore because of Wen Qishan's white hair.

Wen Qishan was really furious: "Bitch! You fucking dare to do this to me..."

Wen Qishan twisted suddenly, his whole body trembled and twitched uncontrollably, and a trace of white foam overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were bloodshot all of a sudden, and his neck was stuck as if he couldn't breathe.

Yan Xin didn't like it at first glance: "I'm addicted to drugs, go and call the doctor! I'll hold him!"

Wen Qiyu hurriedly rang the bell, then ran outside to call the emergency nurse.

Wen Qiyu anxiously recruited soldiers and sent them outside to pace back and forth.

Drug addiction is really easy to commit, it's too dangerous, he can't imagine how Wen Qishan has survived these past few months.

Doctors and nurses came in and out, Wen Qishan finally got better.

Doctors finally administered a sedative.

Yan Xin asked: "It looks quite serious, what should I do?"

Wen Qiyu looked at Wen Qishan who had fallen asleep, and said in a heavy tone, "Send him directly to the drug rehabilitation center, and tie him up."

Yan Xin didn't make a sound, expressing her tacit approval.

"I don't care what his attitude is. He is old and he shouldn't have such a life." Wen Qiyu said: "This is the only time I did not compromise with him. I know that even if he dies in a drug rehabilitation center, I And I won't regret it. It's the best thing I can do for him as a son."