Looking at the bright moon

After returning to Yiling, He Lingshan didn't even have time to enter the door of He Mansion, so he went directly to the hospital.

Probably knowing that he was coming, many people gathered outside the ward, He Yihong paced back and forth in the corridor, his face was swollen, the corners of his mouth turned white, obviously he hadn't slept well for several nights.Seeing He Lingshan appearing, he immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Fifth Young Master, you are back!"

Chunqiao and Xingli, who were sitting on the bench, saw him and got up at the same time. Xingli pushed her brother away and plunged into He Lingshan's arms. She couldn't speak for a while, and could only sob softly.

He Lingshan rubbed Xingli's hair, gently pushed her to Chunqiao's side, and asked, "How is foster father now?"

He Yihong sighed heavily: "We have hired all the doctors we could. Master is still in a coma all the time, rarely awake, and..."

He didn't seem to have the heart to continue talking, he just pushed the door open and let He Lingshan in: "Now the master happens to be awake, go in and see him."

"Wait!" Chunqiao hurriedly called to him: "Ling Shan, I'll go with you."

After this incident, Chunqiao looked very haggard, his eyes were flushed, and there was a circle of unshaved beard around his lips.He flicked his messy hair, and explained the ins and outs for He Lingshan: "When Dad got sick, he was listening to music with that woman in the theater. Maybe he drank too much that day, and he got sick on the way back... The doctor tried his best to save him As for whether people can wake up, they dare not make a conclusion."

He Lingshan walked into the ward while listening.He Zongkui was lying on the bed with a few soft pillows behind his head, his eyes were staring stupidly, and he couldn't see any expression inside, leaving only a tall body.The Second Mrs. He sat by the bed and fed him sugar water. Half of it was fed, and the other half dripped out from the corner of He Zongkui's half-open mouth.

Although he had heard the news that the other party was seriously ill, He Lingshan still didn't expect that the heroic and tough adoptive father in the past would become like this, and he couldn't help being stunned in place.Chunqiao patted him on the back, and said, "Go and call him, last night Dad finally woke up for a while, and kept calling your name, asking if you've arrived."

Mrs. He hurriedly wiped the saliva from the corners of her husband's mouth with a veil, then threw the veil away, stood up and greeted her, "You know Fifth Young Master misses your father, so you'll be back soon. Come and sit down, and have a good talk with your father." In other words, maybe the master will recover sooner when he sees you."

She didn't say a few words, then wept, hurriedly pressed her eyes with her hands, and stepped aside.

He Lingshan didn't care to greet her, squatted down beside the bed in a hurry, looked into He Zongkui's eyes and said, "Father, it's me, I'm back to visit you."

He Zongkui's eyes rolled around, and he didn't respond to his call at all. Instead, he reached out to grab the bowl filled with sugar water on the bedside, and his throat kept wheezing.

Seeing the other party's eagerness, He Lingshan thought he was thirsty, so he brought the bowl to He Zongkui and asked, "Do you want this?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached, He Zongkui immediately ran away from him, shouting wildly and waving his arms.He Zongkui seemed to want to say something, but his tongue seemed to be cut short out of thin air, and he couldn't spit out clear words at all.Mrs. He Er yelled a crime, turned her head to Chunqiao and said, "If you don't catch your father, he will fall if he moves again. How can he stand the bump now!"

Chunqiao frowned deeply, and actually obeyed her order, grabbed He Zongkui's arm, and called out repeatedly: "Father, it's me, look clearly! Don't move any more!"

At first He Zongkui was still struggling, but after a while, he gradually calmed down, staring at Chunqiao closely, sobbing a few times, and finally called out two words: "Chunqiao..."

Tears welled up in his eyes, weeping like a child, repeating Chunqiao's name over and over again.

"Since that night, the master has been like this." Mrs. He folded her arms, with a look of disappointment that could not be concealed: "When I was confused, I only recognized the master, and when other people approached him, they would yell." She said Rummaging on the bedside, I finally found a clean handkerchief, and squeezed it to wipe the sweat from He Zongkui's forehead: "After I got married to the He family, I burned incense and worshiped Buddha every day, just to pray for my master's safety. I have done a lot of good deeds in these years, how can I... have to suffer such a big crime today, if he can't recover, and I will be left alone in the future, how can he bear it!"

Normally, if she said these words in front of Chunqiao, Chunqiao would definitely retort.However, no matter how much she cried at this moment, Chunqiao didn't respond, he just sat on the edge of the bed with a livid face, his shoulders slumped, as if he was exhausted, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

He Lingshan also did not expect that he would suffer such a fierce rejection, and stood by the bed for a long time in a daze.When He Zongkui finally passed out peacefully, he shook his head, sat down beside Chunqiao, and asked, "Is it possible for foster father to recover?"

"...I don't know." Chunqiao buried his face deeply in his palms, and replied incoherently: "The doctors all said they didn't know. I asked many times, but they didn't know. I—I also..."

He Lingshan guessed that after the adoptive father's accident, the most unbearable person must be Chunqiao.The father and son used to quarrel and scold at every turn. Chunqiao has never been able to forgive his father, but he also can't part with him. Seeing that He Zongkui is so ill that he can't even recognize anyone, Chunqiao feels extremely guilty.

He was deep in thought, when suddenly a heavy weight was placed on his shoulder, and it was Chunqiao's arm that reached up to him.The other party rubbed his hair and said in a low voice: "Today... don't be angry with Dad. He is confused, and he didn't mean to deny you on purpose. If he is still sober, he will be very happy to see you."

"En." He Lingshan agreed, and rarely stretched out his hand to shake Chunqiao's palm: "I'm just a little..."

His mind was in a mess, and he couldn't concentrate to organize his words. Fortunately, Chunqiao knew his temperament well, and turned his head and said, "It's a little difficult to accept?" He tilted his head, rested his pillow on He Lingshan's shoulder, and closed his eyes tiredly: "At first, I couldn't believe that he would become like this. Yesterday he was still lecturing me, but today...I obviously treated him that badly, why does he still only remember me?"

In fact, this is an unnecessary question, even He Lingshan knows the answer, it is impossible for Chunqiao not to know the answer.The reason why he insisted on avoiding it might be that he still couldn't completely forgive his father.

He Lingshan only stayed in the ward for more than an hour, and soon went back to deal with the affairs of the Jing Gang.Recently, Ms. He Er has been in charge of the gang, but she is a quiet woman after all, and she doesn't want to show her face in public.And most of the officers in the gang didn't believe in a girl's discipline, so a lot of messy troubles accumulated, and He Lingshan couldn't get out until midnight.

Uncle Xu put a cup of steaming coffee on the table and said, "Young master, take a few sips to refresh yourself."

He Lingshan was so busy that he almost forgot that there was another person beside him. When Wen Mingyu transferred Xu Shuhe to his side and asked this person to take care of his food and daily life when he was away, he accepted it without thinking too much.After the two met, Xu Shuhe acted very reserved for some reason, hardly daring to look him in the eye.It almost made He Lingshan suspect that he was not a normal man, but some kind of rich lady who stayed at home, which made the other party feel offensive just by looking at him.

After getting along for a few days, he realized that Xu Shuhe was Xu Hancheng's cousin, and he was secretly surprised at that time.Xu Hancheng was as tall as a bear, and no matter how civilized his clothes were, he couldn't hide his evil spirit, while Xu Shuhe was thin and fair-looking, so it was hard to imagine that they were cousins.

Uncle Xuhe was sizing up by He Lingshan, feeling uneasy in his heart.Earlier, he had seen He Lingshan appearing in Wen Mingyu's room wearing a nightgown, so he naturally thought that this young man was the young master's guest of honor.The young master of his family is in the prime of his life, and someone who is as powerful as him may not be as young and beautiful as him, and someone who is as young and beautiful as him cannot have his power.And such a young master has not married a wife so far, and has several beautiful confidante friends, even if they are fake beauties, it is not surprising.Men, not monks, can't do without that matter.

Unexpectedly, Xu Shuhe reunited with this fake beauty after more than a month.It wasn't until this time that Xu Shuhe realized that he had completely misunderstood He Lingshan's identity, and that the other party was not some little person who would go away, but the mysterious prince of Longyuan.

No wonder Wen Mingyu scolded him when he got out of the car that night. Thinking about it now, it was indeed the tone of an elder scolding a child.

Xu Shuhe was deeply immersed in the shame caused by the misunderstanding, so he naturally didn't dare to show his air to He Lingshan, lest he would offend him.

He Lingshan didn't know that he had such tortuous thoughts, so he picked up the coffee and tasted it. The temperature was suitable, and the bitterness and sweetness also maintained a perfect balance according to his preferences.He Lingshan sighed contentedly, and suddenly asked: "Does Mr. Wen often work until this time?"

"It's not like this often." Uncle Xuhe was a little dazed when he heard his son call his father Mr. for the first time: "In every month, there are at most a few days that will be particularly busy."

He Lingshan nodded, and said again: "When he is working——will he lose his temper?"

Uncle Xu was extremely ashamed: "This... young master, I have not been around the third master for a long time, and I usually take care of him by my cousin. You also know that the third master has a good temper, and it is difficult for outsiders to see him get angry."

In fact, He Lingshan just met with his subordinates frequently, got dizzy from talking about business affairs, and just wanted to mention Wen Mingyu to refresh himself.There are not many things to be busy at the moment, but he is a little reluctant to go back, fearing that when he returns to the He mansion, he will think of his adoptive father.The scene of He Zongkui lying upright on the hospital bed is really shocking, every time He Lingshan thinks about it, his heart feels deep pain.When parting, the other party was still persuading him like a kind father, but when we met today, he became crazy and cried like a toddler.If He Zongkui couldn't recover, it would be a kind of cruel torture for him.

He has indeed become a lot weaker, and whenever he feels depressed, he desperately wants to see Wen Mingyu, even if he wants to hear a few words from the other party.He Lingshan originally wanted to make a call back to Longyuan, but he was afraid that the other party had already rested, so he didn't want to disturb that person's dream.

He Lingshan pulled out the piece of jadeite from his neckline, and gently touched the writing on the back of it with his lips—May the bright moon come into your arms. Now that person is not around, he can only use this piece of jade as a bright moon for the time being.