On the hospital bed, Pan Yong sat with his back against the pillow, looking faintly at the man in front of him, his eyes were filled with no waves, no surprises or hatred.

"I have thought a lot. I have thought about whether you died outside, whether you have committed a crime and been in jail, and even thought about whether you have reassembled your family outside. Otherwise, there would be no way to explain that you have no news for so many years."

"Pan Weiqiang, really, if you die outside, I will still regard you as a man and as my father. After all, life and death are inevitable. At least you have not abandoned us."

"But now it seems that you are not only alive, but also alive well." Pan Yong looked up and down at the man in front of him, said calmly, and even a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The man looked bitter and had deep regret in his eyes: "Xiaoyong, I'm sorry, I..."

Pan Yong waved his hand gently: "No, no, no, you didn't feel sorry for me. After all, no matter what, you gave me life and let me come to this world. Although you only gave birth to me and didn't raise me, I still owe you if you say you owed it."

As he said that, Pan Yong turned his head gently, looked at the cabinet beside the hospital bed, and then tried hard to reach out and got it on the cabinet. Deng Shan used a knife to peel apples for him: "As the saying goes, you can return it if you don't have any care."

The man in front of him suddenly changed his face, and then rushed up to try to snatch the knife from Pan Yong's hand.

"Xiaoyong, don't..."

However, before the man finished speaking, Pan Yong sneered and shook his head and interrupted, "But I thought about it for a long time and felt that you were not worthy."

Pan Yong held the knife and gently raised it to the top of his head, grabbed a strand of hair on the other side, and then gently stroked the knife.

A small piece of hair was cut off by Pan Yong.

Pan Yong pinched the bunch of hair and gently placed it in front of the man.

"I will pay you back what I owe you. From now on, we will clear the two of you."

The man looked at Pan Yong's hair in his hand, his eyes were dull and painful.

Pan Yong saw that the man had not moved for a long time, and he didn't care. He gently put his hair on the bed in front of the man.

"I'll pay you back what you owe you, Pan Weiqiang, let's talk about what you owe my grandma."

"My grandma, that is, your mother, Pan Weiqiang, I can understand that you don't want me or my mother, but my grandma, that's your mother, your biological mother, just say that you go out to make a fortune, and you will take all the money in your family and disappear again."

"Grandma is sick and weak. You know, well, you should know. After all, grandma's illness has been more than forty years."

"How did grandma's illness come about? Do you want me to tell you again? That's because of giving birth to you, bleeding heavily, and I almost went to the gate of hell. After luckily living, I have been weak since then and I feel pain all over my body every winter. Do you don't know, or have you forgotten?"

"Grandma almost paid the price of her life to give birth to you, and then raised you with great difficulty. Once you go out and make a fortune, you will never see you."

"Grandma didn't wait until you got rich and came back to honor her."

"On the day she left, grandma left with her eyes open, and she died with her eyes open. It wasn't that she didn't wait until you got rich and came back to honor her, but that she didn't see you for the last time until she died."

"Grandma kept holding my hand before she died and asked me, is Weiqiang back?"

"Even if you are so heartless, grandma still regards you as the person she wants to see most when she dies. She is waiting for you, but she can't wait."
Chapter completed!