Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Zhuo Yueluan's face trembling in pain changed again after hearing these words.

He looked at Yang Guohua again, expecting him to quickly explain his daughter's life experience.

But Yang Guohua's body was already weak because of his emotional over-excitement, and suddenly he couldn't breathe.

This time, the increased dosage of medicines all failed, and nurses and doctors rushed in together.

"Master Yang, please go out first, the patient's condition is extremely bad." The attending doctor hurriedly explained, and immediately began to rescue Yang Guohua.

Zhuo Yueluan refused to leave.

He has waited and endured for so long, and now he is about to know the truth about his daughter's life experience, how can he leave?

Yang Zijun looked at him with an indescribably complex expression.

There is also a little sympathy and pity, but because the perpetrator is his own father, there is nothing he can do.

So, after hesitating for a moment, he still persuaded: "Dong Zhuo, let's go out first, and ask my father for clarification after his condition is stable."

Only then did Zhuo Yueluan come back to his senses, and without speaking, he staggered when he got up, and was hurriedly supported by the doctors and nurses beside him.

"Are you okay?" the doctor asked worriedly.

He raised his hand. Apart from anger and grief, there was also deep remorse and self-blame on his face. He moved his mouth, trying to say that he was fine, but no one knew whether he made a sound or not.

The two walked out of the ICU, and Secretary Zhao, who was waiting outside, saw him and was equally worried.

"Zhuo Dong, what's wrong with you? Take care of yourself!"

Seeing his own people, Zhuo Yueluan's wandering mind slowly regained consciousness.

Looking intently at Secretary Zhao, he ordered in a low voice: "Please tell the hospital, do everything you can to rescue Yang Guohua."

Secretary Zhao has been by his side for many years, and he rarely saw such a dignified expression on his face, so he nodded immediately: "Okay, I'll do it now!"

Yang Zijun stood aside, looked at him, stepped forward after several considerations, and asked in a weak tone: "Dong Zhuo, do you not believe that Yang Qianyu is your biological daughter?"

Otherwise, why ask so detailed?

Before Zhuo Yueluan could speak, he continued: "Yang Qianyu must be your own, there is no need to doubt it!"

"I know." Zhuo Yueluan turned his eyes to look at her, his eyes were calm, but his aura of being superior to others had recovered invisibly.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was upright, "She was treated with cold eyes and even abused in your Yang family. Did you participate in it?"

Yang Zijun froze for a moment, waved his hands again and again, "I didn't..."

Fearing that he wouldn't believe it, Yang Zijun hurriedly explained: "It's my mother and my second sister. They did a lot... They, anyway, women are like that, jealous... I just don't talk to her very much, but I definitely didn't deliberately bully her , I was sent abroad very early, and what happened after that, I don't even understand..."

"Mr. Zhuo, think about it. If I had bullied her, how could she still be so kind to me? I helped to handle all the matters in the courtyard, and she trusts me."

Zhuo Yueluan saw that he was so anxious that he talked incoherently, and based on his years of experience in seeing people, Zhuo Yueluan roughly estimated the character of this person, and looked away indifferently.

Yang Zijun breathed a sigh of relief, his back burst into cold sweat, and his hands, feet and limbs felt a sense of loss of strength.

He slowly sat down at the side, not daring to take the initiative to find topics, for fear of accidentally bringing himself into it.

After all, the person in front of him surpassed Feng Moyan in terms of money, honor, fame and status.

If you offend Feng Moyan, at most you won't be able to get along in Jiangcheng.

But if he offends this big man, he might not be able to stay in the country any longer.

Time flowed quietly, during which time, Zhuo Yueluan's cell phone rang several times.

There were calls from the company and Zhuo Yilin. He responded briefly and hung up.

With one heart and one mind, he waited for Yang Guohua to get better, and waited for the secret that had been buried for many years to be completely revealed.

Finally, with the unremitting efforts of the doctor, Yang Guohua was pulled back from the gate of hell.

It was supposed to rest well, but after the team of doctors came out, the chief physician said: "The patient asked you to come in and have something to say."

Yang Zijun got up suddenly, "Doctor, is my dad..."

The doctor also told the truth, "The situation is very pessimistic. To be honest, in his situation, it may be a relief to leave."

Because it is too painful to live by force, the body is full of pipelines, and the operation of all organs depends on external forces. Every second is a painful pain, and every breath is as painful as a knife.

Yang Zijun understood what the doctor meant.

After he went in to see it, he also thought so in his heart, but as a son of man, if he said that he gave up the treatment, it would be somewhat inhumane and unfilial.

But Zhuo Yueluan didn't care about these things.

In his opinion, this kind of scum, scum and beast should have gone to the eighteenth level of hell long ago.

The two returned to the hospital bed. Due to multiple organ failure, Yang Guohua was taking in less air and exhaling more, even with the assistance of a ventilator.

The head of the bed was raised slightly so that he could breathe a little easier.

Obviously he was at the end of his strength, but his spirit seemed to be a little tougher than before.

Seeing his son coming in with a strange man, he moved his eyes, instead of having hallucinations of fear as before, he still clearly said: "You are...the soldier, the man...the person Ruan Mingzhu has been thinking of , it's you..."

Yang Zijun was a little surprised, "Dad, are you awake?"

It was even harder for Yang Guohua to breathe, and he took a few breaths before he could utter a sentence: "I...I can't do it anymore, God is going to take me..."

"dad……"

He ignored his son, and looked at Zhuo Yueluan again, looking him up and down.

Although Zhuo Yueluan was wearing a sterile suit, wrapped from head to toe, he could not see any glory and wealth, but he could still see that this person was extraordinary.

"Since... I saw you appearing on the Internet, with that girl, I knew... I knew you would come to me... You are not a good thing... You abandoned Ruan Mingzhu to let her ...It fell into my hands...She has looked for you, several times, but she didn't know where to get the news...saying that you have sacrificed..."

"That girl, I always thought it was my flesh and blood, but I didn't want to... raised her until she was over two years old, and I found out that Ruan Mingzhu had already taken her for a paternity test, and it has nothing to do with me..."

"I originally wanted to treat her well. After all, she is so beautiful... Beauty, who is willing to beat her... But she is too cheap, she actually used me... She wanted to give birth to someone else's child, so she married her." My... I thought, I... touched her, hehe...cough cough, cough cough—"

Yang Guohua still wanted to speak, but he couldn't.

When he approached Ruan Mingzhu at the beginning, he did have a purpose.

But for a beauty like Ruan Mingzhu, it is impossible for any man who gets close to her not to fall in love with her.

Later, he really fell in love with her and thought about treating her well and living a good life.

Therefore, in the old photo album at home, Yang Qianyu also saw the beautiful pictures of a family of three happily taking pictures.

But when he found out that his daughter was not his own, Ruan Mingzhu quietly used him in a tricky way, and the dirtyness in his bones came out again, and even worsened.

When forcing Ruan Mingzhu, he saw a tinge of redness, but in retrospect, it might be the laceration caused by being too rough.

He always thought that he was Ruan Mingzhu's first man, but he didn't realize that he was just a "taker".

He never dreamed that everything he had tried and tried every step of the way would end like this in the end.

So he became angry from embarrassment, and began to take revenge on Ruan Mingzhu, and began to embezzle the Ruan family's property by all means.

He even rekindled his old relationship with his former lover and messed around outside.

After Zhuo Yueluan heard all this, although he was still a little confused in his heart, but based on his understanding of Ruan Mingzhu, he could understand after a little thought.

Good fortune tricks people, the world is unpredictable.

Yang Guohua said so many dirty words that are enough to go to [-] levels of hell, but one thing he said is right-you are not a good thing.

How he was obsessed with ghosts at the beginning, knowing that his family did not approve of their association, knowing that he had a special status and there would be no tomorrow at any time, but he couldn't restrain himself, and failed to keep the most precious thing of his beloved.

The joy of that night made him so painful that he couldn't speak.

In a daze, hot liquid slid across his face, and he was startled, only to realize that he was crying.

Raising his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, he took a deep breath to calm down the pain, and saw that beside the hospital bed, he was pleading for his son's clothes.

"Xiaojun... you, you give up the treatment... the oxygen tube is pulled out, I'm dead... it hurts too much... please give me relief..." Yang Guohua trembled and murmured non-stop.

The pipes on his body, the blood coming in and out, seemed to be telling pain.

Yang Zijun's eyes were blurred by tears, he was caught in a battle between heaven and man, but there was no one around him to discuss.

He started to cry, wiped away his tears, and complained resentfully: "You are sorry for my mother, and you are also sorry for me... As a father, what an example you have set for me! People like you should go to hell, forever Don't be overborn!"

Yang Guohua closed his eyes and said weakly: "If people don't do it for themselves, heaven and earth will perish..."

Yang Zijun shook his head and clenched his fists tightly. Seeing that he would not repent until he died, he really wanted to pull out the oxygen tube in a fit of anger!

But Zhuo Yueluan said calmly: "Young Master Yang, you let him live and do everything possible to keep him alive. If he lives one more day, I will give you one hundred thousand."

Yang Zijun seemed to have heard the Arabian Nights, and stared back at him in disbelief.

Zhuo Yueluan was expressionless, like Yan Luo who commanded the ghosts of hell, staring at Yang Guohua with icy eyes: "You want to die, but I won't let you...you cross the Naihe Bridge one day later, and the Pearl is there, you can One more day of peace."

After saying that, he looked at Yang Zijun again, and said solemnly: "As a son, you should be filial. Young Master Yang doesn't have to worry about medical expenses. I, Zhuo Yueluan, will do what I say. If you pay [-] a day, you can do your filial piety for your father with peace of mind." .”

After the words fell, he turned and left.

Yang Guohua became anxious, and seeing his son also get up, he panted heavily in panic, and begged: "Xiaojun...don't listen to him...give me a good time...don't let the doctor cut me open with a knife...it hurts too much It's too painful..."

Yang Zijun straightened up, wiped his face, and said with a calm expression, "Dad, if you persist, it will be for your son, and let your son... be filial to you."

"Xiaojun..."