Sick young master is addicted to sticking to me

"He's fine as long as he's fine." Zheng Ming, who was driving the car, gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his veins were protruding, and his lips were tightly pursed, "I've always been worried that he's fine. It's good, won't I be relaxed in the future? You can be sure that he won't pester me anymore. "

Yue Han and Wei Mingyang looked at his expression about to cry, and felt uncomfortable in their hearts, "Obviously, if you don't want him to marry someone else's daughter, go and tell him, he will do it for you..."

"I don't want him to do anything for me! Obviously he made me into what I am now, if I didn't do it to save him, would I be injured all over? Me, me, me..."

"Obviously..."

Yue Han looked at him very worried, but Wei Mingyang sighed, "Zheng Ming, your salary will be paid as usual these days, I think you should go home and rest for two days."

Zheng Ming refused straight away, "I don't need to rest, so I won't be disturbed by his affairs."

Wei Mingyang said, "Isn't your mother going to have an operation these two days? You can't help but be with her."

Zheng Ming was taken aback by the words, and let go of his tight grip on the steering wheel, "But, I'm your driver..."

"I can still drive the car." Yue Han took the car keys and motioned him to sit in the back seat of the car, "Where is your home, I will take you home first, and then take the young master to buy a cat."

"It's not very far. I can actually go home by myself. Go and buy cats. I'll walk home by myself."

"Alright, you can take a walk to relax." Yue Han raised his hand and patted Zheng Ming's shoulder, "Don't think too much, just think about your mother's surgery right now, Ye Minghong's place... you and him too Not necessarily impossible."

"It's impossible." Zheng Ming shook his head with a wry smile, "He's the young master of the Ye family, and, moreover, I won't forgive him."

"You should know he wants to save you, right?"

"I don't know, I don't know anything!" Zheng Ming yelled, clenched his fists, turned and left.

Yue Han looked at Zheng Ming, who was like a cow now, but he couldn't do it. All he could do was lament that everything in this world is not as beautiful as people think. by oneself.

"Not everyone is as open-minded as grandpa. We can't get involved in the affairs of Ye's family, but grandpa may help to talk about it, but Zheng Ming is obviously angry now, so it's hard to say."

Wei Mingyang looked at Zheng Ming's back with his neck stuck, and shook his head, "Let's talk about it after his anger subsides."

"In the months when Ye Minghong disappeared, he searched frantically. I couldn't believe that he didn't have Ye Minghong in his heart, but now he says that he won't forgive him. It has nothing to do with him. He's really arrogant."

Yue Han could only shake his head and sigh now.

Two days later, Yue Han and Ye Minghong met.

Looking at the thin Ye Minghong at this time, Yue Han was really taken aback, "Did you foresee that the female ghost's energy would be sucked or something? Do you know that you look like you have a kidney deficiency?"

Ye Minghong took out his sunglasses and put them on for himself, and quickly raised his signature smile, "Isn't it much better this way?"

"What's the matter, you're so skinny, it's okay!" Yue Han grabbed his hand and gave him a pulse, "I lost it, why do I think your heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are not very good now? How did you abuse yourself after you disappeared for a few months? Don’t learn hunger strike from the young master.”

"You really guessed it right. I'm a little anorexic now, and I'm in the process of self-healing."

"You, I say you!" Yue Han looked at Ye Minghong at this moment, and was a little speechless, "Don't get bald in the end."

"It's true that my hair is a little dry, and it's fallen a lot recently, but it doesn't matter." He now feels that nothing matters. "I'm just a reproductive machine, and it's enough to achieve the old man's goal anyway."

"You are enough! If you don't like the other party, don't marry the other party. You will be very irresponsible. Women are different from men. They should be pampered and loved. If you have a relationship, you have to be responsible for others." For the rest of your life, can you guarantee that you can spoil others for the rest of your life?"

"I don't know. It's not my choice. I don't even know how tall, short, fat, or thin."

"You, I, I..." Yue Han really wanted to slap Ye Minghong on the head and wake him up. Wasn't he very good at making troubles and arrogant before?

Now you are a good guy, and you have become a walking dead who is happy with the situation, "How old are you? You are not yet 30 years old. You will live at least another 50 years in the future. Are you going to live like this?"

"Otherwise? My life is hopeless. I may not even be a psychiatrist in the future. The old man wants me to inherit the company.

Because my sister-in-law got divorced, she wanted Ming Yan to inherit the company, but the old man thought I was the eldest grandson, and my parents left early, so the company should be in my hands, and my aunt would give me cold eyebrows when I go back now..."

"You too...very pitiful." That's why every family has a hard-to-recite scripture. In the past, their Lingnan Yue family fell apart like this. "But happiness depends on you to fight for it."

"If you can't fight for it, there will be no one who wants to fight for it."

"You are so sad..."

"Otherwise? Do you think anyone can meet you like Wei Mingyang?"

"Uh..." Yue Han didn't know what to say for a while, and felt his pulse again, "Well, I'll wait for someone to bring you some traditional Chinese medicine, and you will still be in your clinic for the next two days ,Right."

"The clinic has to be sold, and there is still some finishing work. Grandpa gave me a month to deal with it. Do you want to buy it? Open a Chinese medicine clinic or something, and I can give it to you."

Yue Han looked at him, thought for a while and said, "You can give me this place for the time being, and I'll look after it for you."

Ye Minghong said very angrily, "I won't be a psychiatrist anymore."

Yue Han was really worried about him, so he said, "Ye Minghong, you can't do this."

"I don't want to listen to your preaching, so let's go with your paternity test report. I can tell you that the current Mrs. Wei is indeed not Bu Shuhua, but Bu Hanxiu, and definitely not Mingyang's biological mother. That's all, what will happen in the end? Tell me."

But soon, Ye Minghong said again: "No, forget it, don't tell me, I'm not interested, I'm not interested in anything now, I want to sit and wait to die, and be an out-and-out rice bug .”

"Ye Minghong..."

"Let's go." Ye Minghong turned around, waved at Yue Han, and went back to the clinic to pack his things.

Yue Han looked at the place where he disappeared, and finally couldn't help it, and made a phone call, "Obviously, how is Auntie's surgery? Did it succeed? It's good if it succeeded. Are you free now? I have a friend who is sick. Can you help me get some medicine? What kind of friend are you asking..."

Yue Han looked up at the clinic and sighed, "Ye Minghong, he's sick, seriously ill."