The King of Variety Entertainment

Huo Xiandong's car is a Mercedes-Benz S600L, and it's the one with the tail cut out. For a billionaire like him, this is already very low-key.

The driver drove steadily and fast. At night, Shenzhen City was brightly lit and the traffic was smooth. It only took about half an hour to reach the People's Hospital.

Along the way, Yang An was asking for details, inquiring about the child's situation from the side, thinking carefully.

Cui committed suicide by cutting his pulse. Old Cui had done this before, but because of his poor work, he became a patient with severe depression and had considerable world-weariness.

But Huo Jinjun is only 14 years old, a rebellious youth, a kid, and he is a kid from a rich family. A wonderful world is waiting for him to enjoy. How can he be depressed? How could he do such a ridiculous thing?

Where did he get his confidence?

Or, where does the courage come from?

The pain of cutting wrists is not something everyone can bear. Skin pain is the first step, followed by the fear of seeing the blood flowing out of one's body, coupled with the discomfort of the body when there is too much blood loss, a 14-year-old How could he have such courage, boy?

This is what Yang An couldn't understand the most about the whole incident. He suddenly shuddered: Xiaojun wouldn't think that following me and persevering in the show is what he understands about masculinity and courage, right?

Huo Xiandong is not clear either: It is difficult for us adults to understand the behavior of children. My boy is only 7 years old this year, and he often says things that I don't understand. Let me tell you, brother, at my level, There is no way to distract yourself from those things at home. I did this for the sake of my cousin, and it just happened to happen, you should understand what I mean, right?

Yang An nodded, suddenly feeling less interested, and didn't really want to chat with the other party.

He understands what Huo Xiandong means. He has a successful career, tens of billions of wealth, and calls the wind and rain. There is almost nothing they can't do in this world. Men have an indescribable possessive desire for power and money, and they know how to taste. I have the world, enjoy the pleasure of being superior, it is difficult to return to the past state of mind, easy to go from frugal to extravagant, difficult to go from extravagant to frugal!

And after a little success, men will use this as an excuse, saying that this is the motivation to keep pushing themselves forward. In most cases, they have indeed gained a lot, status, fame, power, and prestige, but they have also lost a lot. For example, the affection between family members.

Huo Jinjun is like this, so what if his father has invested tens of millions of property? In the future, he will inherit Lao Tzu's property, and if he loses for a few years casually, he can easily ruin his family, even mountains of gold and silver can't stop him!

But the elders of the Huo family did not reflect on their mistakes,

Isn't it funny enough to blindly pin your hopes on outsiders like educators and psychologists after family problems arise?

This is also the reason why Yang An is unwilling to intervene. Huo Jinjun is different from Lao Cui. Rescuing Lao Cui to solve his heart disease will eliminate the root cause of the disease, but saving Huo Jinjun will cause the root cause of the disease to be in other people. There is an egg!

Yang An said: Anyway, I'd better meet Huo Jinjun first, at least it should help his recovery a bit.

Huo Xiandong nodded: Thank you so much bro! As long as Xiaojun can change his personality like an ordinary child and go through this period of youth rebellion smoothly, even if he is a little bit more arrogant than other peers, it doesn't matter if he is a bit of a playboy. , our Huo family must be very grateful, and it must not be lower than the money I paid at today's auction.

Yang An wanted to sneer, who do you take me for? Hit me with more than 10 million yuan? Am I the kind of person who sees money?

But after thinking about it, throwing money is really normal for them, spending more than 10 million just to get a meeting with Yang An, and now spending more than 10 million to save a child, it doesn't matter~ Drizzle Yes~ The thinking of rich people is really that simple.

At the People's Hospital, Yang An saw his anxious family members.

The hospital has a separate ward for high-ranking officials. After all, Huo Jinjun is also a descendant of the Huo family. The hospital sent a professional medical team of seven or eight people, led by the vice president, with all kinds of services in place.

Idle East...

After Huo Xiandong's cousin saw him, he quickly walked up, and the vice president also came, introducing him quickly.

Huo Xiandong didn't want to hear too much, and said: Since the situation has stabilized, you should listen to the doctor's arrangement. Also, you should all know this one, right? Xiaojun's idol Yang An, take a look at the doctor, can you help me? Can't you help arrange their meeting?

No one dared not to listen to Huo Xiandong's words, and Xiaojun's mother stopped crying, and was supported by the nanny, and everyone looked at Yang An.

The doctor discussed for a while, and the most important thing was to stabilize the patient's mood, so he agreed, hoping that Yang An would go in to see the patient in half an hour.

For half an hour, Yang An was chatting with Xiaojun's parents, and the more he chatted, the heavier his heart became.

The story is similar to what most people think. The Huo family’s fortune was more than 30 years ago, almost at the same time as the coastal reform and opening up. The elders of the Huo family worked hard and made a fortune. The juniors were born with a golden spoon in their mouths, and their material conditions were almost luxuriously released, and then, there was no more, and they became the current virtue.

Xiaojun, this kid is too disobedient!

I can't read well, and I only know how to buy clothes and shoes, a tablet phone, and a motorcycle all day long!

I sent him to the best aristocratic school, where he only knew to hang out with those bastards, cut classes, skipped school, fought, raced cars, picked up girls, smoked, and he was almost poisoned! Useless trash, He will be imprisoned sooner or later, I am so mad!

He doesn't listen to us... the food doesn't suit his appetite, he throws away the bowls and chopsticks and leaves, and he turns his face if he says it's wrong...

Look back and lock him up at home, under 24-hour surveillance!

In the eyes of family and relatives, Huo Jinjun seems to be a wicked young man who does all kinds of evil, a hopeless rebellious boy, and when he grows up, he will definitely become a social cancer.

Yang An has been listening to it, the more he listens, the more chilling he becomes.

In his opinion, boys in the rebellious period of youth are always like this. Buying clothes and shoes, getting hairstyles, paying attention to appearance, and pursuing fashion trends are all ways to attract the opposite sex. Who is not so sensitive during adolescence?

But when he was sensitive, no family members could understand him. Of course, Hawking Jun would be upset. He protested, but because of the wrong way of expression, his relatives misunderstood him even more. As things got deeper and deeper, the situation worsened, and eventually the trouble became unmanageable.

When the time came, Yang An pointed to the door: I'll go in first!

Thank you, Xiao Yang!

Please, I must persuade him to stop doing stupid things!

Yang An pushed the door and entered, the ward was very quiet, only a professional nurse was sitting beside her, staring at the equipment, afraid that the young master would make some surprising moves again.

Yang Annu pursed his lips and signaled the little nurse to go first. He stood by the bed and carefully observed Huo Jinjun's face.

A fourteen-year-old young boy with light yellow hair and a washed-out hairstyle pressed between the pillows, with several pimples on his face, his eyebrows and eyes look a little handsome, just from the appearance, Yang An is really It's impossible to imagine how bad such a young man can be!

Yang An asked softly: Handsome... is he asleep?

Huo Jinjun opened his eyes tiredly, blinked several times before he could see the person clearly, thought he had misread, closed his eyes again, opened them suddenly after a few seconds, and saw Yang An again.

Yang An smiled: Don't try it, it's really me, not your hallucination. Do you want some water?

Huo Jinjun opened his mouth: You... why are you here...

Just a brat whose voice has just changed!

Yang An smiled, helped him shake his head, then opened a bottle of water from the bedside, and said, Do you want to hear the truth or lies? You can make a choice in the theater of life.

Huo Jinjun obviously knew Yang An, and chuckled lightly: Is it really my turn to choose?

Yang An nodded: That's right, Yes-Or-No, by the way, do you want to record this passage with your mobile phone?

Huo Jinjun didn't object. When he heard this, his eyes lit up, as if he was really participating in the recording of a variety show. He was a little nervous and wanted to reach out to fix his hair.

But unfortunately, in order to prevent him from making excessive movements, his limbs were all fixed by soft buckles.

Yang An took out his mobile phone, put it on the head of the bed, took pictures in the direction of the two of them, and said, Take my video first, and I'll pass it on to you later. Don't move around, this is a special protection made by the hospital. Measures, I have seen them before, old Cui, Cui Yongyuan, do you know?

Huo Jinjun hummed: The host of If You Are the One.

Yang An quietly leaned down and whispered in his ear: He did the same stupid thing as you.

Huo Jinjun couldn't believe it at all, he really didn't expect that Lao Cui also cut his wrist? How come this has never been heard of?

Yang An continued to ask: Tell me first, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?

Huo Jinjun didn't have time to think about it, and said, Listen to the lies first!

Yang An shrugged: The lie is that I have a good relationship with your uncle. We happened to attend a reception together. We heard that something happened to you, so we came here.

What about the truth?

Yang An blinked: Your uncle bought me a song for 10 million, and then asked me to enlighten you.

Huo Jinjun seemed very disappointed. Could it be that Yang An really came here for money?

No, no, no, he shook his head, and told himself in his heart, Brother Yang is definitely not this kind of person, he will never submit to anyone, and everything he does is his own, so can you buy him off with 10 million? Impossible... If he really came here for the money, then what is the difference between him and those tacky stars? Where is he worthy of my liking and admiration?

Yang An smiled: Look, you are full of doubts about the whole world, but this does not blame you, because there are too many deceptions in this world. I came here today just to have a good chat with you, I am very happy Curious, what is in your inner world. Tell me, what is your dream? (To be continued.)