Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 343: okay, what age
Uncle Gui was not tall, but of medium stature.
But the pressure on his body was heavy. As the pair of eyes looked at the person, his gaze was so sharp that one felt that there was nothing to hide.
Yanqin's voice was slow and hoarse, "I. want to visit Song Yueliang first."
“She is currently emotionally unstable and is in the psychotherapy stage. If he sees you, I'm afraid it will make him more stimulated and his condition will worsen. For the sake of the patient, it was better for Mr. Qin not to appear in front of him. And the bipolar patient was being aggressive.***, so as not to hurt Qin Shao more."
Uncle Gui refused with lukewarmness.
Yanqin pursed her lips, and after a long silence, she handed the bouquet of flowers to Uncle Gui, "Then please Uncle Gui bring this bouquet for her. She likes blue irises the most, and that might make her feel better."
Uncle Gui did not reply, “If he knew that the flower was delivered by you, it would be tantamount to letting him see you directly, and he would be stimulated as well. The initial goal of Qin Shao's visit was to hope that his patient was fine, and that he could not expect his patient's condition to be better. Seriously?"
Uncle Gui's point is clear.
Clearly issued an order to evict the guest.
Yanqin understood, but did not move.
Now there was a chasm between him and the long house.
The Qiqi crash caused a series of these tragedies. Although he was not the culprit, everyone in the Yan family knew of it, and he was inseparable from it.
He has become the public enemy of the long house.
Yanqin lowered her head, and her eyes were fixed on the colorful blue irises.
The iris has gone through an earlier flowering period, and florists of all sizes in the city cannot afford it.
The bouquet in her hand was a dried flower. He saw others displaying it on the display case and bought it at a high price.
When he bought it, he actually knew that he would not accept it.
Except for Fu Yanchi's gift, Song Yueliang had never received anyone else's flowers.
He just made a mistake.
“Where is Fu Yanchi?” Yan Qin asked gently, without lifting his eyes.
"Mr Fu is being intubated in the intensive care unit to continue her life. He was barely breathing, but he was in a coma. It might not be convenient for Lord Qin to visit Master Fu. He can only look around." through the glass window. You gotta see, see?"
Uncle Gui did not wait for his answer, he turned around and walked back.
Yan Qin stopped and followed.
Through a large glass window, he saw the man lying in a hospital bed inside.
His face was thin and pale, his eyes were tightly closed, and his chest barely rose or descended.
He was hooked up to an electrocardiogram monitor, and an oxygen tube was inserted into his nose.
“What does the doctor say?” Yanqin asked in a low voice.
Uncle Gui turned to look at him, his eyes inexplicable, "Life and death are up to you, Young Master Qin should be very familiar with Master Fu's physical condition. He could not bear the slightest stimulation. As long as there's a great up and down of his emotions, it's like walking through the door of hell."
Leaving the ICU, Yanqin finally returned to the third floor and walked towards the ward at the end of the corridor.
Uncle Gui didn't stop him this time.
The grounds are not large, and the bed is a single bed.
The little girl was lying on top of him, curled up in the blanket, but she looked very young.
Like a newborn grass bud, young and fragile, so fragile that it breaks when the wind blows.
The baby was asleep, his breathing was short, and there was no red hue on his little face.
Yanqin stood for a long time in front of the hospital bed, only silently watching the face of the sleeping little girl. He didn't leave until Uncle Gui came to urge him to expel him.
The door closed gently, so quietly that the sleeping baby did not even know that someone was coming.
It's just that there's a bear cloth the size of a palm next to a baby pillow.
Secretly, with him.
…
Kyoto, Yan's house.
It's just that these past few days the atmosphere was bad, and the villa was filled with a depressed atmosphere that made people feel uncomfortable and short of breath.
Yanhuai fell ill.
When he heard the news of Qiqi's accident, he still attended the company's morning meeting. After hanging up the phone, he suddenly fainted and fell down beside the armchair.
Makes the whole routine meeting messy.
Always like an iron man, a man who stays excited all year round, it doesn't matter if he gets sick even once.
That day, the people in the company were engulfed in panic, and after news of Zhihui City spread to Kyoto, the wind direction in the company started to change several times a day, gradually becoming turbulent.
The situation in Kyoto was dark overnight.
The Yan family is the largest consortium in the country. Business fields and company areas are involved, and one of them can make people drool.
Once Yanhuai fell, the Yan consortium would definitely have chaos for a long time when Yan's eldest son was critically ill and the second son was immature.
At that time, it was the best time for the great chaebols in Kyoto to fish in the troubled waters.
A delicious cake is near, who does not want to taste it?
The internal shareholders of the Yan Group began to split officially.
One faction faithfully supported Yanhuai, while the other faction had an idea of its own.
Seeing Yan Huai not coming to the company for a few days after claiming to be ill, was unprecedented.
Many shareholders gathered and went to Yan's villa to invite someone in person under the guise of visiting.
Meng Jingxian blocked the door of the villa, staring coldly at the people who kept saying they wanted to visit the sick.
“As I said, brother Huai is not feeling well, and the doctor told him to rest and not be disturbed.”
“If you really want to visit a sick person, when he can get up to meet the guests, I'll call and invite you to come.”
"But today, no one can break it! Otherwise, don't blame me, Meng Jingxian, for not sympathizing!"
"Uncle Xiang, get rid of the guests! Whoever has bad words, write down his name, and when Brother Huai wakes up, I will read them one by one!"
The woman who had been calm and graceful, now put on a grumpy face, and the momentum of each of her words made people dare not underestimate her.
The Yan family villa also had bodyguards.
Uncle Xiang immediately led someone to "invite" the visitor out.
The faces of the large and small shareholders who came here in a state of anger turned pale.
Who does not know that Bu Yan is usually like a soft persimmon, even if there is something rude to him, he just laughs at him.
Today, they woke up and guarded the Yan family villa tightly, not even letting them enter the gate!
Waiting for Uncle Xiang to drive everyone away, Meng Jingxian's back collapsed, she returned to the living room, and rushed upstairs.
Returning upstairs and opening the door, the man was sitting at the head of the bed with a blanket on his lap, holding the documents brought back by the company in his hand, and was examining them.
Meng Jingxian pursed her lips, stepped forward and took the document from her hands, "I agree to rest and rest, not tired anymore, and I am not allowed to take care of official matters when I am at home."
Yan Huai frowned, "I'm not too sick to get out of bed yet."
“It also didn't work.” Meng Jingxian immediately kept all those documents.
Doing this is beyond the will of men, however, not brave enough, relying solely on holding their breath to hold back, not daring to stare at men at all.
So I missed the helplessness in the eyes of the man.
“Just a little cold.” She said.
The woman did not look back, "You should not be rash towards Xiao Fenghan, you were always in good health before, and you even rarely catch a cold."
Pausing for a moment, the woman said, "Now it's not like it used to be. I'm getting older and I'm paying more attention to my body."
Jtanghai, "..."
All right, what age?