409 Marriage President of a Rich Family Calm Down 65
Leng Yuntian waited in the hospital all afternoon, but Leng Dacheng didn't wake up yet.
His entire body was on the verge of exploding, like a dynamite barrel that would spontaneously ignite without being ignited.
The people around me are always ready to sacrifice themselves for this, even the dean is no exception.
"When will he wake up? Or will he keep doing this like a living dead?" Unable to bear it anymore, Leng Yuntian suppressed the anger in his heart and asked.
"She should be waking up soon, but I don't know if there will be any sequelae!" The dean thought for a while and gave a more reasonable answer.
"Sequelae?"
Leng Yuntian repeated it, the scene in front of him was a little blurry, hehe, he hoped that he would have any sequelae.
"It's hard to explain this. For example, someone will lose their memory..."
He listed several examples. As his voice deepened, the expression on Leng Yuntian's face was extremely ugly!
There were footsteps coming from behind, and they all turned around and looked at the person behind them.
Leng Yuntian suddenly took a few steps, grabbed the person's collar, and pushed him against the wall.
"What were you doing before? Are you here now?"
Looking at the unshaven look on Leng Yunhao's face, he looked extremely embarrassed. The anger in Leng Yuntian's heart was burning in all directions, burning towards Leng Yunhao. Not only himself, but also the people around him were unlucky.
"Haha, doesn't it mean that I have a big brother who can do all decathlon? Do you want me to be useful?"
He focused his eyes on the dean not far away, and his eyes flashed.
"It should be this ward, right?"
He staggered towards this side, still smelling of hangover, which made him nauseous.
Leng Yuntian was so angry that the corner of his mouth twitched. It seemed that he had been like this ever since he took away Yan Ranran.
"Do you want to be like this for the rest of your life?" Leng Yuntian said behind him.
This floor of the hospital has been cleared by him, and he is not worried at all that these words will be spread out.
As for the dean standing next to him, he had already ignored him. There was no need for him to be nervous.
"Isn't this bad?"
The property under Yan Ranran's name had been secretly transferred to his name long ago, and it was precisely because of this that he had reason to live a life of intoxication and dreams.
"You know better than anyone else how much your mother has paid for you!" Leng Yuntian's voice was deep, sharp, and harsh.
Leng Yunhao turned his head in surprise, then laughed wildly——
"Shouldn't you hate her more? Oh, by the way, you won't tell me that you have a broad mind and then you can forgive her, right?"
There was sarcasm and ridicule in his eyes, as if he were epileptic, which made people tremble with fear.
"But can you deny that she is a good mother to you?" Leng Yuntian lowered his head, his eyes hidden in the shadows.
Leng Yunhao's eyes flashed and he couldn't help but ask, "What exactly do you want to say?"
Leng Yuntian took two steps forward and answered the question incorrectly.
"Luo Ronghua is dead!"
These five words were like a thunderbolt from the blue, or like thunder outside in the clear sky during the day, making Leng Yunhao feel a little dazed and in disbelief.
"What did you say?" His voice was so high that he thought he was still dreaming.
"You heard that right! First Liang Ronghua died, and then something like this happened to him, what do you think?" Leng Yuntian took two more steps forward, pointing at Leng Dacheng who was lying on the bed, with complicated eyes.
On my younger brother in front of me.
"I know!" Leng Yunhao's heavy eyes looked through the window at Leng Da, who could no longer recognize the real person inside.
His teeth collided and he bit hard. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, piercing Leng Yuntian's body.
"I'll take care of this matter!" He strode out with a vigorous and resolute look, completely unlike the lifeless and powerless person he was just now.
"I've done what I can do!"
Leng Yuntian looked at Leng Chengda in the ward and curled his lips.
"I want to go in!"
Although this is a sterile room, it is still very casual to enter personally, especially since he is the major shareholder of the hospital. How dare the director be negligent?
"Please come this way!"
Leng Yuntian looked sideways at the person in the hospital bed, sat down on the chair next to him, and observed at leisure, then waved his hand to the dean, asking him to go out first.
He wanted to stay alone with Leng Da for a while.
The only sound in the room was the sound of machines not turning, and even the sound of people breathing could be heard.
"Yan Ranran is crazy!"
He whispered.
"My mother is dead too!"
"But you're still lying here!"
He glanced again at Leng Da, who was motionless. His voice was cold and without warmth.
"Originally, you, the culprit, should have paid the price!"
The eyes of the person on the bed moved slightly, and Leng Yuntian continued to say, "Just because of you, you have caused the tragedy of so many people! Do you think you should die?"
The last few words, with threatening power, swept towards Leng Da, and the man on the bed was trembling violently.
He clenched his hands, but still didn't wake up.
Even though his eyes kept shaking.
"You still have a son! If you can really let go, go and die!" After he finished speaking, he turned around and left without any emotion, but when he was moving, he heard someone's subtle voice behind him.
"Clouds... sky..."
He turned around and his eyes fell on this man without any emotion.
"don't want!"
Leng Da shook his hand, but saw Leng Yuntian sneer, turn around and leave. The cold and biting expression on his face was shocking.
Leng Da was lying on the bed, thinking about what Leng Yuntian had just said, and he started to twitch. Tears kept sliding down his cheeks and disappeared into his hair.
His whole body seemed to have aged by more than ten years. Although it was not as old as white hair, the age was still visible to the naked eye.
When Leng Yuntian drove to Liang Yirou's place, it was already getting dark.
"Yirou, are you okay? I brought you some food, why don't you eat some first?" Leng Yuntian saw Liang Yirou coming to open the door. He looked up and down for a while and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Liang Yirou raised her lips and smiled faintly, with a sense of alienation and estrangement.
"No, I just ate!"
She shook her head, the wind curtain rolled up, and the night was filled with sadness and desolation.
Leng Yuntian's footsteps paused, and the wind blew over the top of his hair, causing the slightly longer hair to sway constantly.
The two people were relatively speechless, as if they couldn't even bear to see the wind. The wind gradually became stronger and the bright moonlight was blocked by dark clouds.
The whole earth was really dark, except for the flickering lights of thousands of houses on the ground.
The temperature was humid and dull, as if the world was about to collapse.
"I want something from someone..."
Leng Yuntian was silent for a long time, and then found another topic, "It's not good for you to bring dad here. As the saying goes, people must be buried in their graves. Don't you want to feel uneasy after he leaves?"
Liang Yirou interrupted him ungratefully.
Leng Yuntian's expression changed, he held Liang Yirou's shoulders with both hands, and said solemnly, "Yirou, he has passed away!"
Liang Yirou's cold eyes were focused on him. Just as a gust of wind blew, the long string of wind chimes hanging outside the door swayed gently with the rhythm of the wind. The crisp sound was like a beautiful scenery, between the two of them.
A gentle note is added in between.
At night, the bustle and hustle and bustle of the day faded away and became silent, just like the way the two of them got along.
"Let me go in and sit for a while, okay?" Leng Yuntian took a step back and looked into the room, extremely concerned about the situation inside.
Liang Yirou silently gave up her seat and let Leng Yuntian in. His eyes were lowered, as if he glanced at his back unintentionally.
He seemed to be two completely different people from the high-spirited person he used to be. I was surprised and a little funny. The two people who had talked about everything before suddenly seemed to have no idea how to get along with each other.
After looking at each other, Leng Yuntian finally spoke first.
"What are your plans next?"
Liang Yirou lowered her head and smiled softly. Her thick hair spread out behind her, and a lot of it hung sideways around her ears.
"Intend?"
She read these two words softly, her lips slightly parted, and she felt endless melancholy in her heart.
"leave!"
After leaving this place of right and wrong, what is she still hoping for?
It's not that she doesn't know that Liang Ronghua is not dead, it's just that she can't accept it.
Leng Yuntian paused in his heart, clenched his fingers, pursed his mouth slightly, and looked a little displeased and slightly disappointed in his eyes.
"Why?"
Why do you want to leave? Isn’t this a good place?
Liang Yirou glanced at him amusingly, the corners of her mouth raised, and she could no longer hide the sarcasm.
"If it were you, would you do it?"
She shook her head, her voice was clear and elegant, and slowly swayed around the room. The breeze blew and dissipated in the air.
Leng Yuntian remained silent, lowered his head and closed his eyes without a hint of arrogance. In the final analysis, this was directly caused by him.
He stood there, looking at Liang Yirou's desperate back, and could only choke on the words in his heart, so he put down the things he bought for her and said in a rough voice, "I still have grandma at home. I'm not worried. I'll go back first."
Got it!"
Liang Yihan didn't say anything, or even looked back. Leng Yuntian looked at her, his eyes gradually darkened, and then he turned and left.
But after leaving the room, Leng Yuntian's heart suddenly tightened. Although he loved Liang Yirou, he also hoped that there were some things that would be best if Liang Ronghua took him to the coffin!
Liang Yirou had no idea what Leng Yuntian was thinking at this time. She was still taking care of her father, who was sleeping with his eyes tightly closed, muttering to himself.
"Dad, do you still remember? You took care of me like this when I was sick! Day and night..."
Liang Yirou searched for those clear memories in her mind and said with a smile, her deep voice seemed like the whole world was intoxicated by it.
The wind outside gradually became stronger, and raindrops gradually began to fall. Little by little, sometimes suddenly and sometimes slowly, they slapped on the leaves outside, making a crackling sound, and it was like a rhythmic percussion hand that kept beating.
Keyboard, the sound is crisp and pleasant.
The breeze carries the scent of earth and floats in through the cracks in the window.
After Leng Yunhao came out of the hospital, he went to a nursing home, where Yan Ranran was.
However, the reason why this sanatorium is famous is because many of the patients here are mentally ill. In other words, they are lunatics! And Yan Ranran also used this method to get out of there.
"mom!"
Leng Yunhao stood outside the door, looking at the haggard woman inside, his eyes moist.
He shouldn't have chosen to stand by and watch at that time, even if it was just a little bit of help, it would be good.
Therefore, he can completely understand Leng Da's refusal to forgive himself.
But seeing this scene now, the guilt, self-blame, regret and other thoughts in his heart seemed to be swallowed up by him. He held on to the window edge and shouted in a low voice.
The people inside seemed to be aware of it. Yan Ranran, who had been peaceful at first, suddenly rushed towards this side, with surprise on his face.
"Yunhao, I am mother, I am mother! Help me out, help me out, okay?"
The longing in her eyes moved Leng Yunhao's heart, and he focused his eyes on the nurse next to him.
"Can we be alone for a while?"
He didn't believe that his mother was really as crazy as she was now, so the nurse stood there and ignored her.
Leng Yunhao took out his wallet from his arms, took out a card from it, and handed it over in an inconspicuous place.
"The password is six sixes!"
The nurse's eyes lit up and she walked outside.
Leng Yunhao opened the door and walked in.
"Mom!" he shouted again, with tears in his eyes.
"Yunhao, you've grown so big in a blink of an eye!" Yan Ranran said with emotion.
Then, as if he suddenly thought of something, his eyes became crazy.
His fingers moved up and pinched Leng Yunhao's neck, "Leng Yuntian, go to hell! Go to hell!"
Her pretty face turned red due to the exertion, and even became a little distorted.
Mu Yunhao was startled by her sudden move and hurriedly took her arm and pulled it out.
"Mom! I am Yun Hao! Yun Hao!"
He never knew that Yan Ranran was so strong. In the end, he had to lock Yan Ranran's arms behind her back, hug her from behind, and whisper in her ear continuously -
"I am Yun Hao! I am Yun Hao..."
Yan Ranran stopped struggling, her eyes were a little dazed, her long eyelashes flashed several times, and then she struggled to turn over.
When he came into contact with the purple color on Leng Yunhao's neck, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
Leng Yunhao, who saw this scene, felt distressed but breathed a sigh of relief.
"Turns out, it's not him!"
"I'm sorry, Yunhao, I'm sorry, Mom! I don't know, I really don't know..."
Yan Ranran gently stroked the red mark and hit the wall as hard as she lost control, painful and crazy.
Leng Yunhao whispered a few words of comfort, and when he coaxed the person to sleep, he realized that his backside was already soaked.
"When did she become like this?"
Leng Yunhao stood outside, placing his cold fingers on his neck, turning his eyes to ask the nurse next to him.
"Sir, she has been like this since she came here!"
The nurse spoke in a serious manner and had no intention of exaggerating.
Leng Yunhao's eyes flashed and his expression was serious.
He remembered that it had only been a month and it had already become like this, so the trick in this... was self-evident.
He turned around and left, his back was desolate and he was a little lost. Perhaps, it would be right for him to look in another direction!