Zhan Weiguang didn't speak.

Seeing his hesitant expression, Pei Qing asked him, "What, what do you want to say?"

Zhan Weiguang whispered, "Are you going to tell my dad about your relationship with Zhan Weiyang?"

Hearing this, Pei Qing smiled and asked him, "What do you think? Is it appropriate to say it now?"

Zhan Weiguang also thought about it seriously and said, "It's not good, my dad is not in good health now."

Pei Qing said, "Isn't that good? He doesn't have the strength to chase after me."

Zhan Weiguang said, "Stop joking."

Pei Qing smiled and said, "No kidding, I will wait until the time is right, don't worry."

In the evening, when Zhan Weiguang took Zhan Weiyang home, Zhan Pengcheng and Pei Qing were left in the hospital ward.

Zhan Pengcheng felt that it was inconvenient for Pei Qing to take care of him, so he tried his best not to go to the bathroom during the infusion.

After dinner, the two sat and chatted for a while, and when the doctor came to the ward round, it was almost time to go to bed.

After all, the environment in the hospital was noisy. Pei Qing was lying on a single bed that could not be turned over at all, with his arms under his head, staring at the ceiling thinking about things.

In fact, he seriously considered whether to tell Zhan Pengcheng about him and Zhan Weiyang, but later still felt that the timing was not right. When is the best time? Pei Qian couldn't tell himself clearly, there might not be the so-called best time, no matter when he said it was a violent storm, and he had to stand in front of him to bear it.

Of course, choosing a better time may be able to lessen the damage to others.

There was a loud cry from the new patient in the next bed.

Pei Qing heard that Zhan Pengcheng was also tossing and turning and seemed unable to sleep. He turned over on the cot and laid himself on his side.

"Pei Qing," Zhan Pengcheng suddenly whispered to him.

Pei Qing raised his head, "Uncle?"

Zhan Pengcheng said, "Do you think it would be good if Yangyang was not allowed to study at university?"

Pei Qing asked, "Then what should he do?"

Zhan Pengcheng sighed, he had been thinking about this for a long time, but he couldn't find anyone to talk to, and he couldn't get suitable advice. What a good university, it's not good to go to those messy third-rate schools, and I'm afraid he will be bullied."

Pei Qing didn't speak. From the bottom of his heart, he certainly hoped that Zhan Weiyang could go to university, have more contact with different people, and be familiar with the society, but at the same time he knew that what Zhan Pengcheng said was very reasonable, Zhan Weiyang read Not a good university, and a bad environment will have a great impact on him.

Pei Qing was silent for a while, and asked Zhan Pengcheng softly: "Uncle, have you ever thought about what to do with him even after graduating from Yangyang University?"

Zhan Pengcheng said: "Just stay at home, I will save enough money to let him live happily for the rest of his life."

Pei Qing asked for the first time, "Want to get married?"

Zhan Pengcheng said, "If there are suitable girls—" He paused, turned over on the bed and faced Pei Qing's direction, "I don't want him to get married, I'm afraid that those girls are not pure in mind, I can take care of them alive, but if I leave, it will be troublesome for him to be bullied by others."

Pei Qing asked, "Do you think no one really likes Yangyang?"

Zhan Pengcheng said: "Of course, Yangyang is so good, there must be someone who really likes him. The problem is that we can't tell the difference, and people's hearts will change."

Both fell silent.

After a while, Pei Qing asked, "If there is someone who is sincere to him, what kind of person do you want him to be, uncle?"

"What kind of person?" Zhan Pengcheng thought this question was a bit strange and said, "I hope he is a kind person."

Pei Qing said, "Is it that simple?"

Zhan Pengcheng said: "If you are kind, even if your love fades in the future, it won't hurt him."

The two didn't say anything after that.

After two or three days, Aunt Luo came back from her hometown, and Zhan Pengcheng was also discharged.

Zhan Weiguang was a freshman, and the course schedule was tight. After Zhan Pengcheng was discharged from the hospital, he went back to school immediately, but Pei Qian had nothing to do at school, so he stayed and did not leave for the time being.

Seeing that life is back on track, Zhan Weiyang is the happiest.

What he is most passionate about every day is to tell Zhan Pengcheng not to drink alcohol. After returning home, Zhan Pengcheng did not rush to work, but recuperates at home. He eats three healthy meals a day and does not drink a drop of alcohol.

Because Zhan Weiyang's mental state is very good, Pei Qing accompanied him to a re-examination. The doctor said that he can temporarily stop the drug and let his family observe closely. If symptoms appear, he will come back for a re-examination immediately.

Zhan Weiyang stopped taking the medicine on Friday. When he was having breakfast in the dining room the next morning, Pei Qing asked him, "Did you sleep well last night?"

He nodded and said he slept well.

Pei Qing didn't ask him if he heard any sound, he peeled an egg for him, and when he handed it to him, he asked, "Do you still remember your flower pot?"

Zhan Weiyang nodded while taking the egg, "Of course I remember."

Pei Qing said, "Have you ever thought that you won't become a fortune tree, and your flowerpot will be lonely in the future."

Zhan Weiyang took a bite of the egg and looked at Pei Qing, "It seems so, what should I do?"

Pei Qing said, "Why don't we buy a fortune tree and plant it?"

Zhan Weiyang suddenly widened his eyes and nodded vigorously.

They were going to the flower market to buy a fortune tree in the morning. Zhan Pengcheng was bored at home and was excited to go with them.

Pei Qing couldn't refuse, so he drove out with Zhan Pengcheng and Zhan Weiyang.

When they arrived at the flower market, Zhan Pengcheng said, "You can choose whatever you want. Dad will pay the bill after you choose."

Zhan Weiyang didn't speak. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Pei Qing's sleeve and walked forward. They went to the store that sold the fortune trees. The fortune trees were big and small. Zhan Weiyang took a closer look at each one.