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Chapter 275 I know he has a heart attack

In the next two days, Ye Fei did not face the storm.

The entire Zhonghai was calm with no waves at all.

It's just this silence that makes many people feel depressed, feeling like it's a precursor to the coming storm.

However, Ye Fei didn't pay much attention to it. His attention fell on Ye Wujiu. Careful treatment allowed his father to get out of bed and walk.

Ye Fei gathered Du Qingdi and Huang Sanchong for a meal, not only to celebrate his father's awakening, but also to prepare for Jin Zhilin's opening.

In three days, Jin Zhilin will open for business. This is a great achievement for Ye Fei, and he is somewhat nervous.

Under Ye Wujiu's guidance, Ye Fei wrote the invitations himself and had them delivered to each family.

At the same time, Ye Fei also gave them a large bottle of high-purity Shame Beauty Cream.

However, when facing the Yang family, Ye Fei hesitated for a while, not knowing whether to invite them or not. After all, their official status was sensitive and it would not be appropriate for them to take the stand.

Just as he was thinking about it, Yang Yaodong called, telling the old man that he was a little heartbroken and asked Ye Fei to go over and take a look.

Without saying anything, Ye Fei asked Liu Fugui to take him to the Yang Family Garden.

Half an hour later, Ye Fei appeared at the door of Yang's house.

Yang Yaodong was already waiting at the door. When he saw Ye Fei appear, he immediately came up to greet him. He took Ye Fei's hand and said, "Brother Ye, you are finally here. It's great. Come and see me."

"He hasn't eaten for two days. He doesn't make a sound or say the reason. He just stays alone and sulks."

"I went to Longdu to visit my elder brother these days. When I came back in the morning, before I even put down my luggage, I heard Jianxiong say that the old man almost fainted."

"Although the family doctor gave me first aid, I was fine, but I looked very haggard and old."

"The doctor found nothing during his examination, and he ignored our brothers. I really have no choice but to ask you to come out."

Yang Yaodong had a very anxious look on his face. He was obviously very concerned about his father's health, so he ran over when he heard the news as soon as he got off the plane.

"There shouldn't be anything wrong with the old man."

Ye Fei followed Yang Yaodong and said with surprise: "The last time I checked his pulse, his lung abscess was cured and his other ailments were gone."

Yang Yaodong spread his hands: "I don't know what's going on with him, but it's very difficult to deal with now."

"Um?"

Halfway through the journey, Ye Fei suddenly stopped. His nose twitched and he smelled a hint of alcohol that was as fragrant as bamboo leaves.

The alcoholic aroma is not strong, but it is very refreshing. With a slight inhale, you feel refreshed and the sweet alcohol fills your internal organs, making you feel indescribably relaxed and happy.

This is an amazing wine.

Ye Fei looked up and saw the wooden door of a house ajar, and the aroma of wine came from inside.

He asked: "Yang Hall, where is that place?"

"That's the old man's study. I used to stay there every day to read and practice calligraphy, but the servants said they haven't gone in there these past two days."

Yang Yaodong explained, and then he was shocked: "Is there something wrong with the study?

Is there any evil spirit inside that is torturing the old man?"

After being fucked by the portrait last time, he was very sensitive to these things.

"No, the old man is upright and holds a high position. Evil spirits dare not offend him."

Ye Fei smiled: "I just smelled the aroma of wine..." "The aroma of wine?

This is impossible."

Yang Yaodong shook his head gently: "The old man was really addicted to alcohol in the past. He drank one or two pounds almost every day."

"But I haven't had any alcoholic beverages since the lung abscess. After you cured me, I drank more tea. Occasionally, I would only drink half a glass of red wine when meeting old friends."

"In other words, after he has been through hell for a while, he attaches great importance to and cherishes his body."

"He wouldn't hide wine in the study and drink secretly."

He still has confidence in the old man.

Ye Fei smiled: "Okay, let's go see the old man first."

His curiosity about the aroma of wine was purely because it was so unique. When he smelled it, he felt as if he was worried about something.

Five minutes later, Ye Fei appeared in front of Yang Baoguo.

Yang Baoguo was sitting in the rocking chair, his face was haggard, he coughed from time to time, and his breathing was rapid, looking very depressed.

When he saw Ye Fei appear, his expression softened: "Ye Fei, are you here?"

Yang Jianxiong also came today. When he saw Ye Fei, he said hurriedly: "President, let the old man take a look."

"I'm fine. I'm very fine. No need to trouble Ye Fei."

Yang Baoguo glared and scolded his son: "Ye Fei is very busy now. If you call him over, isn't this a waste of his time?"

Yang Yaodong and Yang Jianxiong looked sad. You haven't eaten or chatted for two days, you've been breathing hard and almost fainted. Are you okay?

"Mr. Yang, it's okay. I'm very free."

Ye Fei sat down with a smile, then shook Yang Baoguo's hand: "Let me show you."

Yang Baoguo drove away several family doctors, but when he saw Ye Fei checking his pulse, he just smiled helplessly and let him hold his hand to check his pulse.

During the process of feeling the pulse, Ye Fei smelled the refreshing aroma of wine again, which was emanating from Yang Baoguo's fingers and palms.

It's not thick, just a wisp, but it's real, allowing Ye Fei to capture it.

Two minutes later, Ye Fei let go of Yang Baoguo's hand, then looked at the old man and smiled: "Mr. Yang, you are heartbroken."

Stagnation of Liver Qi causes chest and ribs to feel sluggish and sluggish, as if something is wrong in the mind.

Yang Baoguo was startled for a moment, then sighed: "Alas..." "Heart disease?"

Yang Yaodong was shocked when he heard this. He took a few steps forward, grabbed the old man's hand and asked, "Dad, tell us what's on your mind."

"Whether it can be done or not, we will help you complete it at all costs."

Yang Jianxiong also added: "Do you want your eldest brother to come back to accompany you, or do you want some old enemies to cause trouble for you?"

Both of them had puzzled expressions on their faces. Today's father, who has everything he wants and gets whatever he wants, could still be mentally ill.

"neither."

Yang Baoguo saw that his two sons were very displeased and waved his hands impatiently: "You two go do your own work and don't wander around in front of me and cause trouble."

"You can't complete my matter, and no one can resolve it."

"Don't bother me, let me be quiet."

He felt sulky for no apparent reason and refused to mention his heartache.

"Let's go out first."

Brother Yang Yaodong wanted to say something else, but Ye Fei reached out to hold them back: "Don't make the old man angry."

The two had no choice but to follow Ye Fei out.

Yang Jianxiong muttered: "Brother Ye, what happened to the old man?

Is it menopause?”

"Brother Ye is not a god. If the old man doesn't tell you the reason, how can he possibly know what's wrong with him?"

Yang Yaodong said angrily: "We can only call the servants and guards over and ask what happened these days."

Ye Fei looked at the two of them and said, "Yang Ting, take me to the study."

"study?"

Yang Yaodong was stunned for a moment, but then he didn't ask any more questions: "Okay, I'll take you there."

Three minutes later, Ye Fei and Yang Yaodong appeared in Yang Baoguo's study. The room was not big, but it was filled with books, calligraphy and paintings, and some old photos.

However, Ye Fei did not examine the environment too much, but followed the smell of wine and went straight to the corner. Soon, he found a trash can made of ancient wood.

In addition to a pile of torn rice paper, there were also a few small fragments in the trash can, exuding the aroma of bamboo leaves.

"Wow -" Ye Fei picked up the fragments and placed them neatly. In less than a minute, there was a small wine bottle in his field of vision.

He pinched the intact seal with a few traces of dirt on it, turned around and smiled at the Yang brothers: "I know the old man's heart is sick..."


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