C352 The Old Man's Mind

"Alright, Young Master, I understand." Hearing his cold words, Ding Qi was exceptionally happy, so excited that tears were almost coming out of his eyes. This was the first time in so many years that the Young Master had cared about the Old Master.

The palace sage awkwardly did not look at Tinky, but hurried him and said: "Hurry, hurry, let's go. If we look at you, we'll be annoyed."

"Yes, young master." After Tinch finished, he smiled and told the nurse a lot of things before hurrying out.

"Why are you here again? I said you don't need to clean up." The old man looked at Tinch, who was being told to check out by the nurse.

"Master, the young master knows that you are not feeling well, so he asked me to serve you. He also said that he would ask you to leave the hospital tomorrow. Master, the young master cares about you." Tinky looked excitedly at the old CEO.

The president of the hospital stopped talking to the nurse and looked at Tinch. "He wants me to leave the hospital tomorrow?"

"Yes, as soon as I heard that there was a heart attack, let me tell you that I will leave the hospital tomorrow and rest for another day." This was the first time in so many years that the palace sage was concerned about the old master.

Tinky stared nervously at the old CEO's face. He had never looked so carefully before.

The spotless face of the president did not reveal any of the emotions that Ding Qi wanted to see. However, a misty look flashed across his eyes.

"Alright, then I'll stay one more night." Her words were no different from normal, but her lips were trembling uncontrollably.

Tinch looked at him. If it weren't for the fact that his lips had betrayed him, he would have thought he was not happy at all, not excited at all.

He knew that the old master and the young master would definitely get along, but they had waited for a long time.

"Madam must be happier than anyone else to see the two of you get back together."

Just as he finished speaking, he realized that he had said the wrong thing. His face paled as he looked at the old president. "Old master, I, no, I …"

"Alright, I understand what you mean. What you said is not wrong." The old CEO's mood was just a bit better, but because of Ding Qi's words, his mood became heavier.

In the past, it was only natural for his son to hate him. Even if his son didn't blame him, he would still blame himself. Fortunately, he had a son that was always so resentful. His heart wasn't in such pain. Otherwise, he might have just let her go.

The nurse stood aside, not understanding what the two old men were talking about. After a while, seeing that the two of them had stopped talking, he asked in English, "Mr. Gong, are we going to help you get discharged now?"

"Tomorrow." The old president and Tinch replied in unison to the nurse.

The nurse couldn't react for a moment. She looked at the two of them.

"Our master needs to rest a lot. He will be discharged tomorrow afternoon." Tinch explained.

"Yes." The old CEO also nodded in agreement.

"Ok, then I'll come back tomorrow to check out of the hospital." Seeing that the old CEO also agreed, the nurse politely left after saying her piece.

A week later, An Xin, accompanied by Li Junfeng, was discharged from the hospital. Since he had nowhere to go for the time being, he stayed with Li Junfeng in his house in New York City.

It was a good thing that he had a small courtyard with only him and two temporary workers.

At the same time, a man appeared in Gong Sheng's sickroom. He looked feminine and handsome, giving off a feeling as if he was in the middle of a dark night.

"What about her?" Seeing that he was the only one who appeared, the voice of the palace saint turned colder.