Mr. Wen's condition has completely stabilized, and Wen Wenya has completely let go of the worries in her heart. She is staying with him in the hospital: "Grandpa, let me peel an apple for you! The doctor said you should eat more fruits. ”
Mr. Wen nodded and said, "Okay!"
Wen Xinya picked up a fruit knife and picked a big red apple and started peeling it.
Mr. Wen saw Wen Xinya lowering her head and carefully peeling the apple, and couldn't help but think of what happened that night.
Wen Haowen came to see him with his usual favorite crystal dumplings and soy milk. He was actually very happy, at least he still remembered what he liked to eat.
Then the nurse came in to take his temperature. When she saw the crystal steamed buns and soy milk on the cabinet, she couldn't help but throw them into the trash can: "Mr. Mo, although there is nothing serious about your health, you have been experiencing severe pain recently. Mainly eat light food, preferably plain porridge and vegetarian dishes, and eat more fruits. The doctor has told your family before. "
Xinya remembered his recent meals, but her son only thought about pleasing him and being a filial son, but ignored such things.
Mr. Wen's old voice was trembling as he said, "Lawyer Luo came to see me a few days ago and your father met him."
Wen Xinya's hand that was peeling the apple paused slightly and continued to peel the apple.
Mr. Wen's voice suddenly became heavier: "He asked Secretary Cao about the will, and also asked Secretary Cao if I had modified the will."
Before he died, he was concerned about the will. This was his son, and he should have recognized it long ago.
Wen Xinya stopped peeling the apple, but she didn't know what to say. Wen Haowen's move shattered all of her grandfather's hopes for him. She should be happy, because only in this way will her status as the heir of the Wen family be lost. She was shaken, but looking at the old man's old and lifeless eyes, her nose suddenly felt sour.
Mr. Wen continued: "He actually doesn't know that I changed my will on the second day of your introduction dinner. Even Secretary Cao doesn't know about it."
Wen Haowen was disappointed with what he did at Xinya's introduction dinner, but Xinya's performance at that time made him sincerely pleased. In order to avoid unnecessary complications, he took the opportunity to transfer 5% of his shares the next day. The opportunity to go to Xinya's name changed the contents of the will.
"Grandpa, you..." Wen Xinya didn't know what to say for a moment.
Mr. Wen ignored her shocked look, and his old and turbid eyes were as sharp as an eagle: "Even if I die, the Wen Group will not fall into his hands, and I don't think that with his little means, he can shock Can I live with those shareholders of the Wen Group? I'm afraid that Wen Haowen will be cut into pieces by those people in just two days and left to eat."
Wen Xinya held her grandfather's old hand and said, "Grandpa, you will definitely live a long life."
Mr. Wen held her hand and said, "Although I appreciate you very much when you return to the Wen family, I always feel that you are too cold-hearted and indifferent. You were not raised in the Wen family since you were a child, and I don't know how much you care about the Wen family." I can still have some feelings for you, but I have always been full of hesitation towards you.”
Wen Xinya knew this. When she dealt with the Xiao family before, her grandfather had doubts about her, but she was fooled by her few words. But once the seeds of doubt were planted in her heart, even if the bud was temporarily cut off, sooner or later, It will still grow back.
Mr. Wen's voice became deep and distant: "Now that I think about it, what your father and Ning Shuqian did to you after returning to the Wen family made you realize their nature clearly, so you I set a bottom line for them in my heart, good boy, you see more clearly and profoundly than grandpa. "
"Grandpa..." Wen Xinya suddenly burst into tears. This was real recognition, recognition without any doubt or hesitation.
Mr. Wen's depressed and gloomy features became clearer in recent days, and he held her hand lovingly: "Good boy, just forget what grandpa said to you a few days ago! Grandpa believes that you have your own way in everything. claim.”
Wen Xinya knew that he was referring to Wen Haowen, and she nodded with tears in her eyes: "Grandpa, don't worry, I will never betray your trust in me."
Grandpa really let go as Si Yiyan said.
Mr. Wen patted her hand: "It's already very late, go back and rest quickly! I will be discharged from the hospital early tomorrow morning, so that you don't have to travel to the hospital and home all day."
He saw Xinya's hard work in the past few days. The old woman was afraid of staying up late, so she stayed with him during the day, and Xinya would not go back until after midnight every day.
Wen Xinya quickly objected: "How can this be done? The doctor said you will have to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days."
"The doctor said there is nothing serious about my health. Besides, there is a family doctor at home, so it is convenient to take care of me."
Wen Xinya quickly coaxed in a low voice: "Grandpa, please be obedient. I will have to ask the doctor tomorrow to make a decision."
Mr. Wen waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's talk tomorrow. You should go back quickly. It's almost one o'clock in the morning."
Wen Xinya pulled the quilt for him and said, "I'll wait until you fall asleep before going back."
Mr. Wen couldn't twist her, so he had to close his eyes and sleep.
About twenty minutes later, Wen Xin Ya saw her grandfather breathing slowly and evenly, quietly stood up from the chair, relaxed her steps and slowly left the ward, carefully closing the door.
Wen Xinya slowly walked out of the hospital. The biting cold made her shiver. She stretched out her hand to gently tighten her outer coat. She looked up and saw Si Yiyan's car parked on the side of the road. He was leaning against the car door. Wait for her.
No matter how late she stayed in the hospital these days, she could always see him as soon as she left the hospital. Wen Wenya couldn't help but be moved, and quickly walked towards him at a faster pace.
But unexpectedly, a black figure suddenly rushed out of the flower bed and rushed towards Wen Xinya without any explanation. His sharp voice was filled with hoarse madness and roar: "Wen Xinya, you have to die!"
"Shen Mengting!" The oncoming blade looked particularly white and clear under the bright hospital sign lights, almost blinding people's eyes. The sharp blade emitted a sharp cold light, which made Wen Xinya's heart a little lighter. A little bit of freezing.
What happened in front of her was obviously so fast, but in her eyes it became slow motion, as if no matter how she hid and struggled, she could not avoid the oncoming death.
Her pupils kept shrinking, and the scene in which Ning Shuqian was stabbed by Shen Mengting that day appeared in her mind, but... Shen Mengting was holding a pair of scissors at that time, which was not fatal, and at this moment she faced The right one is a long sharp knife. If you are stabbed, you will still have half your life.
"Xinya, be careful!"