Duan Qianyang was silent again when he heard the doctor's words, and the doctor waited for a while, estimating that he needed time to digest, so he walked away first.

Duan Qianyang didn't know how long he had been standing in the corridor, his legs were a little numb anyway, and he didn't come back to his senses until Duan Qirui walked to his side.

Duan Qianyang looked at the upper of his shoes that was imprinted in his eyes, there were still blood stains on it, which should have been stained when he sent Old Man Duan here, but at this time he didn't have time to wash it, so he could only endure it like this.

He took Duan Qirui out of the corridor and outside the hospital gate: "Why would Dad go to the second floor." ”

"I don't know. "This is also what Duan Qirui can't figure out, Old Man Duan didn't go to the second floor when his legs and feet were okay before, why do he still go to the second floor now in a wheelchair.

"Who else was at home but you at the time of the accident?"

"Thinking about books, every year. Duan Qirui replied.

"What were you doing at that time?"

Duan Qirui tried to think about it, but he couldn't remember: "There were too many people at that time, I don't remember." ”

He raised his head and looked at Duan Qianyang suspiciously: "Big brother, why are you asking this?"

Duan Qianyang didn't answer anything, just patted him on the shoulder and went to the ward.

In the ward, Duan Sishu was still crying, Duan Xin was standing on the other side, his expression was a little sad and sad, but it was not to the point of crying, and Feng Niannian was standing far away at the window, always with his head down and his eyelids drooping, making it impossible to see her emotions clearly.

When Duan Qianyang entered the door, his gaze stayed on her several times, and Feng Niannian may have felt it, and raised his head to look at it.

The eyes are facing each other.

There was scrutiny in one look.

A look in his eyes that was extremely indifferent, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, as if he was lying in this hospital room and had nothing to do with her.

Duan Qianyang looked at these dark eyes with no emotional fluctuations, and suddenly thought of the evaluation that his nephew had given to this little niece before, at that time he thought that he was too exaggerated, and just smiled, but now that he really met her eyes, he realized that Duan Xin was not lying.

These eyes are hollow, too eerie, like a bottomless pit that can suck people in.

Even if you look at it for a while, you will feel a little uncomfortable, the kind of discomfort that goosebumps are about to rise.

"Big brother, what did the doctor say, will Dad be okay?" Duan Sishu asked crying, drawing Duan Qianyang's attention back.

Duan Qianyang sighed and shook his head: "There is no need for treatment, I will stay in the hospital tonight and accompany my father on the last journey." ”

"Big brother!" Duan Sishu looked at him in disbelief, as if he was an executioner: "Why do you say such things, what do you mean that there is no need for treatment?"

Duan Qianyang recounted what the doctor had just said, it wasn't that Duan Qianyang was really cold-blooded, and he didn't have any feelings for Old Man Duan.

It's that he is rational enough, Old Man Duan is already this age, he didn't have a good stroke last time, but this time he fell downstairs again, his ribs were still inserted into his lungs, and he didn't even have the possibility of surgery.

After listening to it, Duan Sishu still couldn't understand, crying and shaking his head: "Even if that's the case, we shouldn't give up,"

Duan Qianyang knew that this sister had been raised a little bit over the years, and she was simple-minded, and she didn't argue with her.