Warm marriage and personal pet, please let go of the president's uncle

193: This son of a bitch, I'm going to piss him off!The moment she picked up the phone, Li Wan's voice sounded like a stick.

Yange rubbed his brows with a slightly painful expression, his headache burst.

After being yelled at by Li Wan for a long time, Yange's voice was hoarse: "Mom, I just..."

"Don't call me 'Mom', I don't have a daughter-in-law like you!"

When the busy tone came, Li Wan hung up the phone directly, as if annoyed.

Yange propped himself up, watched the screen of the mobile phone gradually dim with wide misty eyes, and lay down on the gun again.

Looking around, Yange's eyes were a little stiff.

He raised his numb arm and touched his forehead, it seemed a little hot.

"Cough-cough-"

Yange stood up, just put on the slippers, her body tilted, almost fell on the bed again.

Coughing again and again, Yange was panting heavily, his whole body was hot, and he was sore and weak.

Unconscious and drowsy, she frowned tightly and frowned.

When I was feeling uncomfortable, the bedroom door rang, "Yan Geer, are you awake?"

Hearing Xiaoqi's call, Yange got up and opened the door, "Well, morning!"

"Earlier, it's already nine o'clock."

Yange lowered her head and lowered her eyes, no wonder Li Wan called her so angrily, it seemed that she had slept a little deeply this time.

After simply eating a few bites of breakfast, accompanied by Yan Qi, they came to the General Hospital of the [-]th Military Region.

Outside the window of the intensive care unit, Yange had just stepped into the corridor when he saw Li Wan and others surrounding the doctor at the door asking questions.

Yange sighed and walked quickly, just in time to hear the doctor's instructions: "The old chief is fine for the time being, but you must remember, don't let him get angry again, especially control your emotions, otherwise If there is another big mood swing, I am afraid the consequences will be disastrous."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you!"

Li Wan nodded repeatedly, and when she watched the doctor leave, she happened to see Yange standing not far from her side.

She frowned subconsciously, and looked at Yange coldly, "Do you still know how to come? I don't even need to check what time it is!"

Lu Zirong, who hadn't appeared all day yesterday, stood beside Li Wan and looked at Yange along her line of sight.

This time, he didn't speak, but also gave her an expressionless indifference.

"Sister-in-law, dad is still sick, so let's not quarrel with our own family."

Ye Yuling walked to Yange's side, and after speaking to Li Wan, she looked at her, "Yange, are you okay? Are you not doing well?"

Feeling the warmth Ye Yuling brought her, Yange shook her head slightly, "Second Aunt, it's okay, I'm fine!"

"This child, you can't stand up when you are sick. Anyway, we are in the hospital. If you are really uncomfortable, go see a doctor!"

Ye Yuling really cared for Yange from the bottom of her heart.

It may be because of her infertility, so she always takes extra care of Yange.

Even though she doesn't have much contact with her, every time she appears, it feels like a spring breeze.

Yange nodded gratefully to Ye Yuling, "Thank you, Second Aunt, for your concern!"

"This girl is from my own family, so why speak so politely!"

Li Wan looked at the interaction between Ye Yuling and Yange with displeasure, and couldn't help but sneer, "Lingzi, it's not her who should be concerned. If she has any problems at a young age, the third child will go in for half an hour It's been an hour, and it hasn't come out yet!"

Indeed, in Li Wan's eyes, Yange is completely like her enemy.

No matter how you look at it, it's not pleasing to the eye!

Hearing Li Wan's words, Yange knew that the uncle had been in the intensive care unit all along.

She was dragged by Ye Yuling and sat on the bench in the corridor. After a while, Yange felt a layer of sweat on her body.

The feeling of physical exhaustion, the eyes are always blackened in bursts.

He lowered his head and said nothing, feeling dizzy more and more.

Yange was struggling, while Lu Zirong and Lu Ziyao were sitting on the bench opposite, the two brothers pursed their lips and said nothing.

Li Wan stood outside the window of the intensive care unit, standing side by side with Ouyang Jie.

In the intensive care unit, my uncle was wearing a dust-proof suit, sitting in front of the hospital bed with his brows slightly lowered.

Mr. Lu was chattering on and on.

No one knew what the father and son were talking about. After another 10 minutes, when the uncle came out, people outside the door immediately surrounded him.

"Third, how is Dad?"

"Yes, San'er, is it okay for Dad?"

Lu Zirong and Lu Ziyao spoke at almost the same time.

Lu Lingye frowned all the time, without any sign of relaxation.

He looked at everyone with deep eyes, "It's okay, I will be transferred to the advanced ward in a while."

"That's good, that's good. San'er, what did you tell Dad? It's been so long? I didn't come over yesterday for something. What's going on? Dad's body has always been good, why did he fall ill all of a sudden?"

Lu Zirong looked at Lu Lingye non-stop, and at the same time asked everyone's doubts.

Yange supported the wall and stood behind them.

Seeing her brother-in-law surrounded, she wanted to speak, but suddenly realized that her ridiculous identity had no reason to speak.

Her eyes were a bit misty, with a weak light of broken stars, locking the uncle in her sight.

Across the crowd, Lu Lingye cast a sharp gaze from the gap, and he and Yange looked at each other on both sides of the crowd.

He pursed his thin lips slightly, and saw that her forehead was covered with sweat, a suspicious blush appeared on both sides of her cheeks, and her cold eyes were slightly darkened, "There have been early warning signs, caused by high blood pressure."

After leaving a word, my uncle walked in front of Lu Zirong.

Standing in front of Yange, looking down, "Uncomfortable?"

Yange smiled bitterly for a moment, knowing that he couldn't hide anything from him, so he said casually, "I'm a little dizzy!"

"Walk."

"Stop!" Seeing that he was holding Yan Ge's hand in front of everyone, Lu Zirong hurriedly opened his mouth to stop him.

Lu Lingye looked back, "Is there anything else?"

"Third, you still want to go your own way? Dad is still lying in the intensive care unit, and you—"

"Brother, you should have said these words to me yesterday!"

Lu Lingye's meaningful eyes were cold and cold, and Lu Zirong's confidence in questioning quickly disappeared.

Li Wan still looked at them with dissatisfaction. The moment Lu Lingye and Lu Zirong looked at each other, she felt suspicious and puzzled.

The youngest behaved like this, as if he knew something.

And he just cast a look, Zirong didn't speak.

Isn't it weird?

Seeing Lu Lingye holding Yange at the end of the corridor for hours, Li Wan looked at Lu Zirong suspiciously, frowning meanly, "What did the third child mean just now?"

Lu Zirong's heart suffocated, and he hid his expression that shouldn't be there, "How do I know, you can ask him!"

Angry, Lu Zirong turned around and sat on the bench, bowing his head.

Lu Ziyao and Ye Yuling, who were rarely assertive, looked at each other, neither of them spoke.

In the intensive care unit, Mr. Lu was lying on the hospital bed, the oxygen tube was thrown by him beside the pillow, his face was rosy, and his stern and majestic eyes were full of unwillingness.

He still doesn't believe it, he lived to be more than 70 years old, and he can still be compared with his youngest son!

He eats more salt than he walks!

This bastard is going to piss him off!

In less than half an hour, old man Lu was transferred by nurses to a senior ward for observation.

Both Lu Zirong and Lu Ziyao's family were with them in the ward, but no matter how they asked, the old man kept silent about how he fainted.

As lunch time approached, Old Man Lu looked at them, "Let's all go, what are you doing stuck here? I'm not dead yet!"

Bad breath!

Mr. Lu is obviously out of breath now!

Lu Zirong sighed, "Dad, you're still sick, don't be so arrogant."

"I can't control you, can I? One or two, no one can worry."

Mr. Lu's growling voice was full of arrogance, which made Lu Zirong feel a little weird.

He looked at Ouyang Jie, and winked at him in a second thought.

The two walked out of the ward one after the other. After seeing it, Mr. Lu hurriedly whispered, "Ouyang, you stay!"

"The rest, you all go."

"Old chief, I'll come as soon as I go!"

Ouyang Jie nodded and said something, followed Lu Zirong to the outside of the ward.

The corridor of the advanced ward was very quiet, and the smell of disinfectant water filled the nostrils. Ouyang Jie and Lu Zirong almost stopped at the nurse's station.

"Ouyang, you have been with my dad for the longest time, and you know him well. This time he is sick, what's going on? Is there another conflict between the third child and dad?"

Ouyang Jie, who had been staying in the hospital all day and night, had blue and black tired eyes, and was wearing a professional black suit. He nodded slightly in front of Lu Zirong, "If the old chief wants to talk about this matter, let him tell you Well, I say it's not appropriate."

Lu Zirong frowned, and looked at him dissatisfied, "What can't be said? Is it because of Saner and Gu Yange's matter?"

Ouyang Jie's troubled eyes flickered, "This...not just this!"