After rebirth, Yan Shao can't climb high

"You can do it yourself." Mr. Yan glanced at his heartless grandson, and left the ward on crutches.

As soon as he left the ward, he ran into Jing Wanwan who came back holding a cup of milk tea, a trace of panic flashed in the old man's eyes, and he quickly stepped forward.

Jing Wanwan took a sip of milk tea and said slowly, "Grandpa, are you here to see Yan Tingjue?"

"Yes." Old Master Yan looked at the cute and cute little girl in front of him, with tears in his cloudy eyes.

"Grandpa, don't worry, he has a big life." Jing Wanwan couldn't bear to see the old man Yan was about to cry.

"Little Wan." Grandpa Yan patted her on the shoulder, "You have worked hard to take care of that brat, grandpa is getting old, and he doesn't even have the energy to take care of him."

Jing Wanwan was silent for a while, "Don't worry, the doctor said he will recover in at least a week, I believe he will recover soon."

"At least a week?" Old Man Yan became even more worried, "His fate is not good. When he was young, he was only two or three years old. His parents died in an airplane accident. He grew up with me. He has a very weird temper."

"..." Jing Wanwan felt a little blocked when she heard that.

"Going all the way, that brat looks glorious. The Yan Group is well managed by him. In fact, even I can't imagine the suffering he has endured."

"Grandpa, you think too much. He is a very strong person. He is also smart, and he does things much more smoothly than ordinary people."

She didn't want to admit that Yan Tingjue had suffered too much, for fear that her heart would soften.

"Hey, grandpa is talking too much, I shouldn't have said these things to you. Grandpa should think about things from your perspective, how about this, you go home, I will take care of the little jue myself."

After the old man Yan finished speaking, his footsteps faltered,

Lao Li hurriedly supported him, and said worriedly: "Old man, don't be brave, you are not as good as you used to be when you are old, how can you make a fuss."

Jing Wanwan was also very worried, "Grandpa, you look quite weak now, why don't you go see a doctor?"

Mr. Yan panted, waved his hands, and coughed twice.

"I'm an old bone, it doesn't matter."

Old Li looked at Jing Wanwan in embarrassment, "Young Madam, look at the old man, I can't take care of the young master, so others don't feel at ease, so I will trouble you to help the old man take care of the young master."

Jing Wanwan thought that the Yan family had a small population and had no collateral at all, so the entire Yan family consisted of Yan Tingjue and Grandpa Yan.

Silently, thinking that the guy is in a coma and doesn't need much care, he smiled brightly at the old man.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I'll watch him."

"Xiao Wan, it's lucky to have you, otherwise I don't know what to do with that kid lying in the hospital."

Jing Wanwan sent Grandpa Yan into the elevator, and then returned to the ward without stopping.

In the elevator, Mr. Yan stomped on his crutches, "It's all to blame for that brat, because I want to act in front of Xiaowan!"

"Old man, you are also doing it for the good of the young master and young lady."

"That's right, if I can take this opportunity to increase the relationship between the two of you, I'll let go of my old face!"

Lao Li smiled helplessly: "You have been worrying about the young master's marriage for a long time, I only hope that the young master can understand your painstaking efforts, and make peace with the young lady as soon as possible."

"Hey! Take me to Jing's house in a car, and I'll look for that kid Jing Rufeng."

Lao Li didn't ask the reason. The old man always had his reasons for doing things, which made him admire him very much.

Glancing at Yan Tingjue who was lying motionless, Jing Wanwan took a big mouthful of milk tea and moved the chair closer to the bed.

"Yan Tingjue?"

"..." Yan Tingjue closed his eyes, his face was expressionless, and many question marks appeared in his mind.

"Yan Tingjue? It's not filial for you to lie down like this and make grandpa sad."

"..." Get out, you are the one who is unfilial, and your whole family is unfilial!
"Yan Tingjue, if you lie down like this and don't try hard to wake up, aren't you afraid that something will happen to the huge Yan Group?"

"..." What could happen?He is the head of the Yan Group, and everyone must listen to him!
"If you don't go to the company for more than three days, I'm afraid someone with ulterior motives will take the opportunity to make trouble?"

"..." When he was setting up in the company all these years?

"You may think that with the loyal Zhou Tezhu, you will have nothing to worry about. But Yanjia has been rampant in Kyoto for many years, how many people want to squeeze your family out? You have such a strong temper, you are not afraid of some small and medium-sized enterprises. Do you want to get together to do something?"

Yan Tingjue exerted a little force on the hand he was holding, and Jing Wanwan's words hit the point.

"Hey, don't be angry. If you get angry, your brain will be paralyzed. I won't be soft-hearted, and I won't be willing to divorce you."

"..." He was so mad!I really want to put her on the bed and beat her ass!

Seeing that Yan Tingjue hadn't moved, Jing Wanwan didn't want to waste any more time, and drank milk tea silently.

In the quiet ward, there was only the sound of gurgling straws.

Yan Tingjue gradually let go of his palms, and fell asleep under the sound of gurgling.

After Jing Wanwan drank the last sip of milk tea, she stared at Yan Tingjue's originally clenched palms and let go, feeling flustered for no reason.

Get up and ring the bell for the doctor.

"Doctor, he was holding his hand just now, but suddenly he loosened it slowly, is there any discomfort?"

The director stepped forward and pretended to have a look.

"Young Madam, don't worry. Although this person is unconscious, his mind sometimes falls asleep when he is awake."

"Is he asleep now?"

"Yes, young lady."

"Then if I scold him now, won't he hear me?"

"It's like this." The director knew that Yan Tingjue was fast asleep now, and he was pretending to be asleep by clutching his palms.

"Then how long does it take him to wake up?"

The director looked at Yan Tingjue and saw that his eyes were turning blue, "Master was restless all night last night, and he will be able to sleep soundly for at least a few hours."

"Then if he can wake up today, he won't wake up until he wakes up, right?"

"Yes, young lady." The director kept a polite and gentle smile.

A trace of cunning flashed across Jing Wanwan's eyes, "I see, you go to yours."

After the director left, Jing Wanwan rummaged through the drawer and found a big-tip pen.

"Hey, Xiao Mian, my sister is teaching you how to be a human being."

Covering her mouth and laughing for a while, she carefully drew pictures on Yan Tingjue's face with a big-tip pen.

Gently, don't wake him up, or you won't be able to be a demon.

An hour later, Jing Wanwan looked at her masterpiece, feeling more joyful than ever before.

Not wanting to hear the knock on the door, she glanced at the sleeping Yan Tingjue, and tiptoed to the door to open a crack.

"Brother Lie Xing?"

She blinked, wanting him to come in, and thinking of Yan Tingjue's current situation, she hurriedly blocked the door.

Feng Liexing frowned, "I'll give you a mobile phone, and I'll take a look at Jue by the way."

"Hehehe, that..." She supported the door with one hand and scratched the back of her head with the other, laughing without confidence. "Brother Lie Xing, forgive me, the doctor said not to allow anyone to come in and disturb him casually, otherwise it will be bad for his recovery."