Sick young master is addicted to sticking to me

"Chengxiang..." Mr. Wei slowly opened his eyes, and met the eyes of his eldest son Wei Yan. He was a little disappointed, and the stale air in his lungs was spit out by him.

He wanted to get up from the hospital bed, but his body was weak, and finally he was pressed down by Wei Yan and lay back on the bed.

"Dad, you need to rest, the doctor will be here soon." Wei Yan said, carefully dipped some water on a cotton swab, and moistened his father's lips, "When the doctor says you can eat and drink, I'll let Tanning get you something to eat."

It's rare to enjoy the care of his son, and Mr. Wei is quite relieved. He opened his mouth and asked in weak words: "I, why did I pass out?"

"Bu Hanxiu ran away. The doctor said that you were so angry that your blood pressure soared and you fainted. Fortunately, Xiaohan gave you an injection to stabilize you, otherwise..."

When Mr. Wei heard this, he sighed, "Then I have to thank Xiaohan very much. Xiaohan and his grandfather always rescued me when I was in danger."

"I've already thanked him for this. I asked him and Ming Yang to go back to rest. The main reason is that Ming Yang can't be stimulated."

"Mingyang... my poor Mingyang." Thinking about the crimes his grandson suffered, old man Wei's blood pressure began to soar again.

"Dad, don't get excited, you can't be excited now, you have to be good, otherwise Ming Yang will be stimulated again, Dad..."

Hearing what his son said, Mr. Wei felt his heart tremble, and quickly took two deep breaths to stabilize his emotions, "You're right, the most important thing now is Mingyang, I can't let Mingyang worry."

"It's good that you're fine." Wei Yan took a deep breath and sat on the chair beside the hospital bed, looking a little depressed.

"Don't be so dejected, you will grow old." Jin Youxin came in with the doctor, and threw himself on Wei Yan, "Dad can live a long life."

"Getting what you said, I, an old man, really have the feeling that I will live to be a hundred years old."

Mr. Wei, who had always been in a depressed mood, felt much better after Jin Youxin's words. He let the doctor examine him and began to ask about the situation of Wei Yan's family.

"The company is operating normally. With Tan Ning and Yue Han at home, nothing will happen. The only unknown right now is..."

Wei Yan glanced at his father, hesitated and said, "Only Ah Ning..."

"Ah Ning, Ah Ning..."

"Although Xiaohan gave him emergency treatment, her head...the wound still showed signs of infection. She is now living in a sterile ward. She woke up last night, but she couldn't move. I can only Take a look at her outside, she's...she's generally fine."

Wei Yan really couldn't tell his father that the little girl saw herself crying so hard that she could only comfort her father and said: "The doctor said that if her head is hit too hard, it will actually affect her IQ. If there is too much impact, there is no problem in terms of intelligence, but it needs to be taken care of."

"Isn't it all her own fault? Alas...it's not worth pitying her."

That's what he said, but after all, it's his own daughter, and her blood is as thick as water. Mr. Wei's heart still hurts, "Ayan, you must cooperate with the police in investigating Bu Hanxiu. Our family must not let her go. , we can't find her, we don't even know where Shuhua's body is!"

Wei Yan nodded solemnly, "Dad, don't worry, leave this matter to me. I'm going to go to Arong's former house with Xiaojin again, maybe we can find some clues."