Chapter 904 Between Master and Disciple

Chapter 904 Between Master and Disciple

Probably because the tears were too hot, Mr. Charles's eyelids moved and he suddenly woke up.

When Shen Qi saw Charles waking up, she quickly wiped away the tears on her face, but she couldn't hide her red eyes.

Charles opened his eyes and his gaze was fixed for a long time before he saw Shen Qi's face clearly.

Charles smiled softly: "After all, I couldn't hide it from you!"

"Teacher." Shen Qi choked and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Charles raised his hand to wipe away the tears that had not been wiped from the corners of Shen Qi's eyes: "Silly girl, everyone has to take this step. What is there to be sad about?"

"Teacher, the medicine of the He family is still very good. I will contact the family and ask someone to send a doctor." After Shen Qi finished speaking, he was about to stand up, but Charles suddenly grabbed Shen Qi's arm and stopped Shen Qi. Actions.

"Xiao Qi, I just don't want to be a specimen without dignity, so I didn't tell you." Charles looked at Shen Qi calmly and said, "People have dignity, and art also has dignity. As a designer, I Teacher, I want to leave this world with dignity.”

Shen Qi's tears burst into tears again: "Maybe there is still a chance?"

"I have had several examinations. The cancer cells have metastasized, and they are at an advanced stage. Those treatments only delay the time of dying, but will not make a fundamental improvement. Xiaoqi, respect the teacher." Charles sighed: "I It’s worth it to have lived so long and to have such a proud student like you.”

"Teacher-" Shen Qi choked up and couldn't speak anymore.

"Come, sit down and chat with the teacher. I haven't chatted with you for a long time." Charles said with a smile: "While I am still awake, while I can still chat with you. Otherwise, after a while, you will just I can chat with my tombstone.”

Shen Qi immediately covered her mouth, tears rolling down again.

"Okay, okay, my little girl." Charles looked at Shen Qi with a smile: "Don't be like this, it will make me sad."

Shen Qi nodded vigorously, wiped away the tears, sat in the original position, and began to talk about what happened to her recently.

Talk about your husband, your children, your work, and your designs.

In order not to make Charles feel useless, Shen Qi also deliberately asked Charles for advice on some work matters.

Sure enough, after hearing Shen Qi ask him for professional advice, Charles immediately felt much better.

Charles thought carefully, then gave his own suggestions, and repeatedly discussed with Shen Qi the tone and design concept of new products for the new season.

Charles is indeed the Tarzan Beidou in the design world, and has given Shen Qi a lot of inspiration.

Shen Qi temporarily forgot that Charles was still a seriously ill patient at this time.

The two people were discussing selflessly, and the atmosphere in the room was peaceful.

Feng Manlun stood outside the ward and did not go in to disturb their discussion.

Perhaps this is the best way to respect Mr. Charles.

The assistant stood in the corridor, sighed and said, "Mr. Charles has been running around all his life, and the thing he worries about the most is Miss Shen. They are almost like father and daughter."

Feng Manlun nodded in agreement.

The assistant took out a document from his bag, handed it to Feng Manlun, and said: "Originally, this document was intended to be published together with the will. Now it seems that I will leave it to you for safekeeping, Mr. Feng."

Feng Manlun reached out and took it, which was a summary of Charles's life's hard work.

If these summaries spread, it will simply cause an earthquake and tsunami in the design world.

Obviously, these things were reserved for Shen Qi.

Mr. Charles really has high hopes for Shen Qi!

He did not hesitate to drag his illness to write such a thick summary, just to leave a wealth to his beloved students.

"Okay, I will hand it over to Xiao Qi." Feng Man Lun replied: "Let's go outside and wait. Don't disturb Xiao Qi and the teacher's reunion."

The assistant nodded, glanced at the two people in the room, and left with Feng Manlun.

In the room, after Shen Qi chatted with Charles for a while, Charles became obviously mentally unstable.

Shen Qi said: "Teacher, why don't you take a break?"

"No need. It won't take long for me to rest forever." Charles shook his head gently and looked at Shen Qi with a smile.

He didn't seem to be suffering from any pain at all.

Although his eyes were no longer clear, they were still gentle.

He looked at Shen Qi as if he were looking at his own child, full of nostalgia and sternness.

Shen Qi resisted her tears from rolling down, pretended to smile, and said, "Teacher, I'm really worried that I'll ruin your brand in the future. How could such a great designer, Charles, have such a stupid student."

"Haha! It doesn't matter!" Charles chuckled: "I will ask him in front of God to forgive you a lot. Because you are still young, God allows you to make mistakes. Xiaoqi, do you want to listen to the teacher tell a story? "

"Okay." Shen Qi looked at Charles with bright eyes and tried her best to push back the tears.

"Once upon a time, there was a little boy who was born into a very poor family. How poor was his family? His parents had to work in the manor every day, getting up early and working late at night, but they could still barely make ends meet. When this little boy was five years old, That year, he showed his extraordinary painting talent for the first time, but in such a family, such talent is useless, it is better to be strong and work more part-time jobs in exchange for some meager pay. "

"My family told the little boy that painting is a privilege only for rich people. Ordinary people should have a better body, and then learn a skill in the future, such as being able to drive, such as gardening, in short, be a person who can The skill of having a full belly.”

"The little boy did not believe in evil and insisted on learning painting. But there were so many children in the family and they were very poor. How could they afford to learn? So the little boy began to think of ways to steal books and read them in the manor where his parents worked. There were Once he missed it and was discovered, he was beaten all over and thrown out. His parents also lost their jobs. "

Shen Qi listened quietly without saying a word.

"The little boy was punished for getting into trouble. His parents were very disappointed with him, so they sent him to a relative's home far away and cut off contact with him. Fortunately, this little boy, a distant relative, had no children at home. So he raised the little boy as his own child. When the relative discovered the little boy's talent, he was very happy and found a lot of books for the little boy to study. "

"The little boy received nourishment and grew up very quickly. When he was eight years old, he created a painting. This painting was sent to the auction house by his relative and sold for a large sum of money. From then on, this relative Force the little boy to paint every day and then make money from it." Mr. Charles said this and smiled at Shen Qi.