Yu Sheng couldn't bear it, "Fourth Master, how about you lie down on the bed?"
"No, I've slept long enough..." Tang Wei refused. He lay down on the bed, maybe he would fall asleep again. He didn't have much time left, how could he bear to waste it on sleep? He should stay and talk to her, see her more...
"Let's get down to business."
Yu Sheng pulled the blanket over him and glanced at the two lawyers behind him. One of them stepped forward and handed a document to Tang Wei.
"Master, this is done according to your wishes. Please take a look."
Tang Wei nodded and said in agreement, "Read it to me."
Yu Sheng took it, took a deep breath, and spoke as calmly as possible: "Will. Testator: Tang Wei..."
He thought he could be calm, but when he read this, his voice became hoarse. Accompanying him to make a will was a cruel thing; reading the will was even more cruel. The Fourth Master made the right choice by letting Miss Shang go out and not go through this.
"Go on." Tang Wei didn't know what was going on in his heart, but as the person involved, he remained calm.
"I am critically ill, so I am making this will. The following is the treatment of my existing property: First, the five properties in Judea will all be inherited by Shang Shiyu; Second, the 20% shares of CCAV will all be inherited by Shang Shiyu..."
Yu Sheng read out each word one by one, and even the nurse's eyes turned red.
As a man, he also had tears in his eyes. He said a few words, but paused countless times. The whole ward was extremely depressing.
Finally, it's all over.
The lawyer said, "Master Si, if there is nothing to be revised, please sign here."
"Yeah." Tang Wei nodded.
Most of his property was left to Shang Shang, so that she would have no worries about food and clothing, be financially independent, and not need to rely on anyone else no matter what happened.
Yu Sheng took a pen from his pocket and handed it to him. He raised his hand, then put it down heavily. A trace of pain flashed across Yu Sheng's eyes. He carefully placed the pen between his palm and index finger, and asked uncertainly: "Fourth Master, can you still hold on?"
"Well, it's OK..." The pen was very light, but it shook violently in his hand.
He used up all his strength and finally wrote the two characters "Tang Wei". These two characters were no longer as vigorous and energetic as before. Instead, they were crooked and uneven.
After signing, he put down the pen, took a deep breath, and leaned back in his wheelchair tiredly.
Tang Wei looked so miserable. He looked more like a weak and helpless child, or like an oil lamp that was gradually running out of light, as if the light of the wind would blow and the oil would run out in the next second.
Yu Sheng picked up the pen with a sad heart, handed the document to the lawyer, and advised: "Fourth Master, you should take a rest!"
"Don't worry about me... Send the documents to the notary office..." Tang Wei took a break and seemed to feel better, then he said, "Let Shang Shang come in."
Yu Sheng was unable to say anything else. Finally, after repeatedly instructing the nurse to take good care of him, he led the lawyer away.
The moment he opened the door, Shang Shiyu was squatting at the door with his arms around him. Tang Song was also standing beside him, his expression was also extremely heavy.
As soon as the door opened, Yu Sheng looked down and saw Shang Shiyu, whose eyes were red and swollen like light bulbs. He choked and said, "Miss Shang, the fourth master asked you to come in."
Shang Shiyu staggered and slowly stood up, "Then I'll go wash my face."
After saying that, he turned and went into the restroom on the other side.
Yu Sheng and Tang Song were the only ones left. Yu Sheng couldn't help but asked, "Doctor Tang, aren't you a medical genius? Don't you have any way to treat the Fourth Master's illness?"
Tang Song smiled bitterly, "Better drugs are still being researched."
“How long will the study take?”
"The slowest one could be 50 years, or even 100 years. The fastest one could be a few years."
Yu Sheng's eyes were filled with pain, and his voice became even darker, "Even if it's a few years, the Fourth Master can't wait that long. Is there no other way?"
"Yes, but it's more dangerous..." Tang Song didn't look relaxed at all, "We are already discussing it."
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Shang Shiyu washed her face and patted her cheeks to make herself look better before finally pushing the door open and going in. The nurse greeted her and then tactfully left first.
Suddenly, they were the only two people in the room. Tang Wei was still sitting in a wheelchair. As soon as she came in, he smiled at her. That smile made her feel heartbroken. But she kept curling her lips and smiled back at him.
"You took so long to come in, I thought you were not going to come in." Tang Wei spoke first.
Shang Shiyu sat on the ground, her little face resting on his lap with a nostalgic look, complaining in a nonchalant manner, "It's only been a few minutes, and you feel like you've been waiting for a long time? I've waited for many, many minutes in this ward."
Tang Wei touched her thin face with his long fingers and said lovingly: "I made you suffer."
He knew that letting her know everything and accompanying him through the illness would be a torture for her.
"It's not bitter. As long as you can wake up, I'm willing to wait as long as it takes." She kissed his fingers greedily, and greedily felt the little warmth left in his body. He was sick physically, and she was sick mentally. Only when he recovered, could she recover as well.
"Shang Shang, don't sit on the ground. It's cold."
"It's not cold. Holding you, it's not cold at all." She acted coquettishly, rubbing her face against his legs gently, like a kitten.
Tang Wei's eyes were filled with deep doting, "You have to be obedient, be good, find a chair and sit down, don't let me worry about you anymore."
Shang Shiyu didn't want him to worry. She didn't sit down on the chair because that wouldn't be close enough to him. She took a pillow from the cupboard, put it under her body, and sat next to him, "It won't be cold this way, don't worry about me."
"How can I not worry about you?" Tang Wei's fingers were gently rifling back and forth in her soft black hair. He forced himself to speak to her, "The nurse said that you were discharged from the hospital today to do something. What were you busy with?"
His words reminded her.
Shang Shiyu said: "I went to your place."
"Go to my place?" He was surprised.
"Well, I went to get the household registration book. Then, Dr. Tang used my birthday to open the password of your safe. Mr. Tang, your password is too perfunctory. It's easy for thieves to steal it."
"Well. From now on, all of these will be handed over to you for safekeeping, so you will be the one to set the passwords." After he left, everything belonged to her and naturally she would be in charge of keeping it.
Shang Shiyu understood what he meant, but didn't dare to think about it. He just shook his head and looked up at him with bright eyes. "You have so much money, I don't want to keep it for you. You should keep it for the future. Use this money to make more money, and I will be responsible for spending it."