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Chapter 1367 Reconciliation

You can't say too much, nor can you say too clearly, just click it and stop.

Shang Yang said he wanted to accompany him, but this was not adulterated. He asked someone to bring in a comfortable office and sit in the corridor. According to Wang Tianxiao's idea, he had to do a full set of acting, and now he would do a full set of sets. If they come tomorrow, Shang Yang's mental state would be even better than them.

I didn't eat, just drink water. Although my body was tortured, I felt unprecedented in my spirit. I occasionally stood up and moved my body, walked to the window of the corridor camera to see this small city.

In fact, in addition to a few major cities in this country, many cities have similar urban areas to those in the second and third tiers in China, while the area of ​​this city is equivalent to that of the fourth tier, with a permanent population of only about 300,000. It’s not that they don’t go to big cities. The master was “ill” and flew directly from the dense forest. Professional doctors took off from other cities, and both sides carried out at the same time, which saved time.

There are no lights in this city at midnight, and it is pitch black, and only street lights are still on. What’s ridiculous is that the light rate is only 60 to 70%. Occasionally, you can see a few drunks walking past the road, which is the most prosperous scenery.

The lights illuminate his face, and his nose is still sharp and his nose is high, but no one will call him a handsome guy like he used to be. It's nothing more than... When he is old, the little girl walking on the road may call him: handsome uncle.

In fact, he just came today and saw Shang Taishan's appearance, and was also shocked. For a moment, he thought he was really terminally ill and was soon in life. It was not until everyone dispersed and saw Shang Taishan's smile that this feeling completely disappeared.

Suddenly I wondered if Shang Taishan also looked like he was now? Has he been young too?

And will you eventually grow old and one day you will lie on the hospital bed without any disguise and without your own control?

Then the question is.

What is human beings living for?

What can the honor and disgrace, gain and loss, success and failure, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and struggle for fame and fortune in this life... until the day you are lying on the hospital bed?

He did think of this question before. When he was very young, he came to a very flamboyant conclusion: On the day I left, I want to say that I will never live in vain in my life?

But what will the moment when you say this sentence openly?

He couldn't figure it out or understand it.

"I'm leaving..." A voice came from behind him.

Shang Yin also wanted to do a full set of shows, but she felt embarrassed when she sat outside the ward. She could abandon her past grudges when Shang Taishan was facing life and death. When she learned that he was safe and sound, she was very good at doing so. Everything that happened in the ancestral hall flashed in front of her eyes again, and she always had a knot in her heart.

"Don't keep guarding you, you can rest in the ward next to you. There are people downstairs who will report as soon as they see them coming here. You can come out of the ward again."

Shang Yang turned around.

Seeing Shang Yin's appearance, maybe because he knew that he had not had a good rest last night, and today he has been around until now. He is very tired, with a beard that has just appeared above his lips, and he looks much older.

Shang Yang once saw a photo of Sister Xian'er's elopement with him back then. On the mountain, Sister Xian'er was still a little girl who applied flowers in front of the mirror that year. Shang Yin was younger than him now and was a young man. The two in the photo were happy, joyful, handsome, beautiful, and a perfect match.

In the blink of an eye, he became what he saw.

"What are you looking at? I have something on my face?" Shang Yin was uncomfortable when he saw it, and subconsciously raised his hand and touched his face.

"dad"

Shang Yang

Bluffed out, smiled and opened his arms, stepped forward and hugged him tightly.

Shang Yin was stunned and his whole body was tense. If it weren't for being hugged by Shang Yang, he would have thought he had heard it wrong, and even if he was hugged, he would feel unreal, and his mind was buzzing.

"Pooh"

Shang Yang turned his head and kissed him on the face, and said with a smile: "When I go home, I always point at my face and let Xiao Shitou kiss my daughter. They laugh after kissing. I have always wondered what it feels like. I have lived for almost thirty years and finally kissed my dad. It feels pretty good..."

Shang Yang let go of him and continued, "You go back. I am still young and can hold on. I am tired of taking it. Go back first..."

After saying that, he walked back to the ward door.

Shang Yin was still standing there, his mind was blank. This was a feeling I had never felt before. After more than twenty seconds, the footsteps in the corridor had stopped. Then he suddenly turned his head and saw Shang Yang sitting back, his body trembling like an electric shock.

He quickly turned around, raised his hand to cover his mouth, walked into the elevator, and cried bitterly as the moment the elevator door closed. This was the first time he heard Shang Yang calling him dad in person, and he couldn't tell the feeling. The elevator door opened, and the crying did not stop, but became more and more intense. He walked by the hospital lobby, walked to the road, and cried under the street lights...

If Wang Tianxiao and the others saw this, they would definitely think that the old man had gone there. They would never have thought that it was just because his son hugged him, kissed him, and called him dad.

The exact opposite of him.

Shang Yang smiled and looked at the ward. He seemed to understand in an instant what would happen when he passed away. Whether it was good or bad, what he had hated or loved, he would reconcile with them.

"It should be reconciliation with this world and looking forward to another world, haha"

...

Five o'clock in the morning.

Zeng Guoqiang and Qian Jin appeared in the hospital. They were here to replace Shang Yang. They walked out of the elevator and saw the figure still waiting outside the ward door, and their paces accelerated a little.

"The head of the family..."

"The head of the family..."

The two walked to the side and greeted each other.

"The old man was very stable this night. Don't worry, did you eat breakfast? It came too early..." Shang Yang asked hoarsely, without resting all night, his throat was inflamed, and his eyes were covered with red blood.

"It's good that the old man is fine..." Zeng Guoqiang replied: "Head of the family, our rest is enough. Your health is important. Since we are here, you can go back and rest..."

"Yes, even if it's a nap, here..." Qian Jin turned his head as he spoke, and saw that there was only a row of cold plastic stools in the corridor, and roared to the security guard next to him: "How do you do it? I don't know how to bring a bed for the head of the family?"

The plastic chair is not elastic and it will hurt when sitting on your butt for a long time.

The security guard said aggrievedly: "We moved, the head of the family gave it away, and he stood all night..."

"You..." Zeng Guoqiang was also a little anxious.

"I'm fine, I can't sleep, I feel uneasy," Shang Yang said slowly: "I don't need a rest. Let's see, if you don't have breakfast, you can go and eat first..."

"Honor, your body is important!"

"We are here, don't worry!"

Shang Yang waved his hand again: "This is how I will go back when I am tired. I often do this and get used to it..."

After saying that, he squeezed out a smile of joy in pain.

Seeing him insisting repeatedly, the two looked at each other and didn't dare to say anything more. On the one hand, they couldn't, and on the other hand, they were thinking.

If he deliberately wants to be here, it will be indecent if he talks too much...

About six o'clock.

Chen Fengtian is here, and he also advised Shang Yang to rest.

Half past six.

Wei Dong arrived.

At six forty, Wang Tianxiao arrived.

Wang Tianxiao looked at Shang Yang's appearance and felt even more confused. He didn't have the time to rest that night. He thought that since the old man suddenly fell down at the time when Shang Yang signed, the probability of planning was 99%. But now the old man has no rights, so what can he do if he opposes reform?

Or, if they stay alone overnight, what else can they have to conspire?

If there were already, it would be clear on the phone, why did you have to meet in person at this time?

The more I think about it, the more confused I am, the more I can’t figure it out.

Nine o'clock.

Finally, footsteps came from the corridor. Qian Duoduo. His location was closest to this place, so he naturally arrived first. He was wearing a relatively formal light gray Zhongshan outfit. This occasion was a bit serious, but if the old man had an accident, he would not look too frivolous.

When I came over and saw that everyone was not talking, I just bowed in front of Shang Yang and called out to the head of the family, then stood behind the crowd and guarded.

Two hours later.

It's eleven o'clock noon.

Wei Chengyun and Zeng Baoyi appeared. Coincidentally, Wei Chengyun was in Southeast Asia, very close to the harbor. When they received the notice, they came together.

The movements were exactly the same, bowed respectfully and called the head of the family.

Shang Yang turned his head and nodded slightly.

Another hour passed.

He finally turned around, his eyes were about to turn blood red, and all the white was occupied by red, which looked a little scary. He swept around and frowned slightly, without saying much, and then withdrew his gaze.

"call!"

When Wang Tianxiao saw this scene, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that he had seen through Shang Yang's purpose. If Shang Yang had a strategic vision, he would see it very long-term. He proposed reforms in order to replace it if crude oil resources were exhausted in more than ten years and Ding Xiaonian took the maximum effect!

Shang Yang naturally could see the importance. If nothing unexpected happened, he tried every means to contact Ding Xiaonian before, but he did not contact him. He used the old man to be critically ill and called everyone, and then called his younger generation. After such a big circle, Ding Xiaonian could appear!

After all, the daughter Wang Tianjiao's body is inconvenient, especially in this kind of scene, it is easy to have accidents. The one that can be replaced is Ding Xiaonian. He needs to ask Ding Xiaonian to get the technology. Once he gets the technology, he will not be afraid even if he reforms!

He said in his heart: "How do you know that Ding Xiaonian has been monitored by me? It is impossible for him to appear. If you have so many suspicious situations, your purpose will be failure..."

At this time.

Just saw Shang Yang's body shaking, his feet were unstable, and he fell to the side.

"The head of the family..."

"Honor!"

Everyone subconsciously reached out to hold it, and shouted anxiously.

Shang Yang was just unstable, so he raised his hand to hold Qian Jin who was standing next to him, stood firm again, fell down his head, and said lightly: "I'm fine... don't care!"

As he spoke, his body shook again.

"Honor, you have been in a position for thirty hours, go back!"

"Go back, we are here, there will be no accidents."

"The body is important. Master of the family, you are the backbone of our Shang family. Let's take a rest..."
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