The hospital room suddenly fell silent.
After a long while, Tang Shichu looked at Ye Que with bloodshot eyes, "Can you, please, leave here first?"
He didn't want to get into Wanyuan's matter for now. Right now, since his father had just passed, he needed to provide him a peaceful resting place.
Ye Que closed his eyes gently, turned around slowly, and walked out of the hospital room.
Chi Zaozao followed closely behind him.
Subsequently, Xue Rong Zhen and Ye Zhenhua also left.
In the desolate hospital corridor, Ye Zhenhua pointed at Ye Que and questioned, "Wuqiu and Wanyuan have really left? Was it really because of you?"
He couldn't bring himself to believe, couldn't accept that the son he hadn't even had the chance to make amends to had just left the world like that.
Even more, he couldn't accept that his death was related to his second son.
