"Let Han Zaixing come over."

When Fu Cheng looked at Zhan Lian for a moment, he couldn't believe what he said.

At this time, is it really appropriate for Han Zaixing to come?

However, this person, his eyes, his cold and pale face.

Fu Cheng is sure, this is what Zhan Lian said in the time.

His lips opened and he subconsciously wanted to say something, but a force strangled him and swallowed all the things he wanted to say.

Leave only one word.

"yes."

Fu Cheng looked at the person on the bed, his eyebrows and eyes were in pain, and his red face was full of struggle. He turned around and left the emergency room.

How could an outsider know the pain of the person in the game? What he saw was just a narrow side of a thing.

Complete, comprehensive, only those in the game can understand clearly.

The doctor and nurse came soon, and Fu Cheng called the doctor and gave him some instructions, and then went to the secluded place.

“Pay help.”

"Let Han Zaixing come to the hospital."

"OK."

Fu Cheng hung up the phone and called Tony.

At this time, it was night and it was lively.

And now, Tony is having supper with his dad John.

"Not bad, I haven't been to this store for a long time, and the taste is still as delicious as ever."

Tony was having Chinese food, his face full of satisfaction.

John said: "Eat more."

As he said that, he picked up the food into his bowl.

John was very busy and had implemented a free-range policy for Tony since childhood, so Tony was particularly casual, optimistic and chic.

However, although John was busy, he had a lot of education to Tony.

So, although Tony grew up as a free-range person, his personality is sound.

But the father and son are not like father and son, but like friends.

Tony looked at the dishes in the bowl and smiled, "It seems that he has stayed in the laboratory all day and has never forgotten his son's hobby."

As he spoke, Tony also picked up chopsticks of green vegetables and put them in John's bowl, "Come on, eat more vegetables, it will be good for you elderly people."

Like Tony, John loves Chinese food.

In many places, father and son have the same hobbies.

John nodded, picked up the chopsticks and ate the vegetables, "Not bad, filial."

"Of course."

"Although my son is not as good as your 'other son' and your ATM, we can satisfy you in addition to this."

Another son, this other son, was not talking about others, but Zhan Lianshi.

John said: "Everything proves that perfection does not exist, and it is better to have shortcomings."

Tony looked at John, "Well, is that good, Zhan Lianshi?"

John ate the dishes, put down his chopsticks, picked up the spoon and drank the soup in the bowl.

When he heard Tony's words, there was nothing unusual on his face, as if Tony's words were a very ordinary sentence.

Tony was not surprised to see his father like this, so he smiled and continued to eat.

However, "You said you, I am your biological son, but every time I make it feel like Zhan Lianshi is your biological son. The meticulous greetings and care made me jealous."

John drank the soup, put down the spoon, and took the napkin to wipe his mouth.

By this time, he had eaten almost the same food.

"I can't see where you are jealous."

Tony was surprised and opened his eyes wide and said, "Looking into my eyes and looking carefully, I really can't tell jealousy?"

John looked at him seriously, looked at him seriously, and then said for a moment: "No jealousy."

Tony smiled, put down his chopsticks, picked up the napkin to wipe his mouth, "You can't see jealousy, you can always see something else, right?"

"For example, curiosity?"

John nodded, "I saw this."

"Then are you going to satisfy my curiosity?"

"Sorry, no."

Tony was not lost at all when he was rejected ruthlessly. He had been used to it, just as John had been used to it and refused to give up.

“It’s so cruel.”

"Now your other son is in dire straits, you are not worried at all. It's so ruthless."

"..." John didn't say anything.

Because, Tony knew what he meant very well.

He wanted to know everything about Zhan Lianshi.

When Tony saw John silent, he sighed and helpless, "Dad, are you really not worried?"

"Worry."

"Haha..."                                                             

Do your own thing every day, and you will not be anxious at all."

"Look at me, how anxious I am now and how urgent it is."

Tony stared into John's eyes, and at this moment he didn't smile, but some were completely serious.

John looked at Tony, his eyes never turned around and his words were not spoken, and his attitude remained unchanged.

Tony was immediately discouraged and leaned on the back of the chair, saying, "Dad, I'm serious, his health is not good at all now. If this continues, I really don't dare to think about it."

"Won't."

“At least until everything is over, not.”

Tony frowned, "What does it mean?"

"Xiao Lian is making everything better, I believe him."

"Tony, those who love, those who have life, those who don't love are death."

Tony's expression calmed down.

The father and son looked at each other, and for a while, they didn't say anything again.

And at this moment, Fu Cheng's phone number came over.

Tony's expression changed. He took the phone next to him, and suddenly he felt nervous.

Now when he saw Fu Cheng's phone call, he became subconsciously nervous.

I'm afraid something will happen.

Tony passed the answer button and said, "Pay."

"Doctor Tony, Mr. Zhan asked me to book you a plane ticket and let you return home as soon as possible."

Tony immediately looked at John, and John looked at him with his expression the same as before.

“Return to China now?

What happened?"

"Ms. Lin was sent to the hospital by President Zhan, and President Zhan vomited blood again."

"Another..." Tony's voice suddenly became hoarse.

He definitely didn't take the medicine well, he definitely didn't follow the doctor's advice and take care of his own health.

Why is this person so stubborn! “I understand, I’ve booked the air ticket and sent me a message.”

"I will."

The phone hung up, and Tony looked at the pressed screen of the phone, the time it appeared on it.

It was already very late in China, and Zhan Lianshi sent Lin Lian to the hospital... What did Tony think of and immediately called Fu Cheng.

Soon, the phone was answered, "Dr. Tony."
To be continued...