Ouyang Tian's exclamation followed by the sound of old man Ouyang vomiting blood, instantly almost everyone's heart was in their throats.
Everyone rushed towards the ward.
Ouyang Feng's expression also changed, and he stared at Ruan Su in embarrassment, wishing to make a big hole in her body.
"What's going on? Why did my dad vomit blood? And vomited so much?"
It seemed that whenever Mr. Ouyang had a problem, he would immediately kill Ruan Su with a knife.
Ruan Su glanced at him lightly, "When the person woke up, he vomited out the congestion, that's all."
"What did you say? Is this congestion?" Yu Qing's face was livid in the crowd. She clenched her fists in disbelief and stared at Ruan Su in shock.
Jing Baizhi's face was also very ugly. She was doubting her ears. She murmured to herself, "How could I wake up so quickly? Is it really that the congestion was discharged? So I woke up? This is surgery... and anesthesia.
It will take at least a day to wake up and regain consciousness.”
"We still need to enter the ICU for observation...Why did he recover so quickly? No, it's impossible!"
Ruan Su's cold eyes were dazzling, and her voice was cold, "Nothing is impossible in this world. What you call impossible is just that you can't do it yourself. It doesn't mean that others can't do it either."
Jing Baizhi bit her lower lip. Was she slapped hard in the face by Ruan Su?
She is the daughter of the Secretary of State, Ruan Su, why should she!
Why are you talking to yourself like that?
Ruan Su had no time to talk to Jing Baizhi. She grabbed a tissue and helped Mr. Ouyang wipe the blood on the corners of his lips. Then she glanced at the sheets on the hospital bed that were stained red by his blood.
He said to Liu Yong, "What are you waiting for? Call the nurse."
Liu Yong just woke up from a dream and quickly called the nurse to change the bed sheets and quilts.
Old man Ouyang let out a long breath, and Ouyang Tian beside him immediately poured a glass of warm water, "Grandpa, rinse your mouth."
He vomited so much dark blood that his mouth probably smelled like blood.
Mr. Ouyang nodded weakly and rinsed his mouth with a glass of water.
Then he lay down again.
The nurse rushed over quickly and quickly started to change the bed sheets and quilts. They were done in a short time.
Almost everyone stared at Mr. Ouyang in disbelief.
Ouyang Feng walked quickly to the hospital bed and bent slightly, "Dad, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Old man Ouyang opened his cloudy and blurred eyes. It seemed that he had not heard Ouyang Feng's voice. Looking towards Ruan Su, he saw only a familiar face in his blurred vision. He couldn't help but call out in a low voice, "Jinfeng... is that you?"
Everyone was stunned after hearing his words.
"Who is the old man calling? Who is Jinfeng?"
"Don't you know? I heard that the old man once taught in Jiangcheng when he was young. He taught a talented girl. She was extremely talented. The old man later returned to the capital and asked the girl to come back with him, but the girl didn't."
"Really? How many geniuses do you have to have to impress this old man?"
After hearing Mr. Ouyang's voice, everyone in the Ouyang family was stunned, with all kinds of complicated expressions.
Then everyone heard Mr. Ouyang's voice murmuring again.
"I haven't seen you for so many years...where have you been?"
"You cruel girl..."
"Hey - so many years have passed and I have become old..."
Mr. Ouyang's eyes were red, but he was not bursting into tears. He stretched out his hand towards Ruan Su, "Why are you still so cruel? Don't you even come over when you see me?"
Ruan Su hesitated for a moment and walked towards Mr. Ouyang.
She looked down at the twilight old man in front of her, then walked over with her legs open.
Stretching out her porcelain-white, almost transparent hand, she took the old man's cold hand and said, "My mother's name is Cheng Jinfeng. Is that... she you are talking about?"
"Mother..." Mr. Ouyang was startled, his eyes widened suddenly, and he stared at Ruan Su's face carefully. "Cheng Jinfeng is your mother? Are you not Jinfeng? Then you are..."
"I am her daughter." Ruan Su sat in front of the hospital bed and warmed the old man's hand with the warmth of his own palm. "Are you really like what they said, you were once my mother's teacher?"
"Where's Jinfeng? How is she doing now?" Mr. Ouyang looked at Ruan Su carefully, "The eyebrows and eyes are very similar, the nose is also very similar, the mouth is a little bit different, he looks like your father..."
Ruan Su looked at Mr. Ouyang in silence for a while, unable to express what he felt in his heart.
It was complicated and uncomfortable, but she still didn't want to lie to this old man who still remembered her mother in his old age.
She opened her mouth and finally said, "My mother passed away many years ago."
"What... no, Jinfeng is so good, how could she die? She is still so young! Yu Qing and Yu Mei are both alive and well, how could she die?"
Old man Ouyang looked extremely excited, and he began to violently
Cough, "Cough! Cough! Cough -"
There was blood flowing out from the corners of his lips.
Ruan Su immediately raised her hand to pat his back, "Old man, don't get excited, don't get excited, you must not get excited. My mother is a beautiful woman with a bad life, there is no way to stop it."
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! She should have a more brilliant life. She should shine and win all the awards at home and abroad. That is the life she should live!"
"How could she die..."
Mr. Ouyang's eyes became wet.
A tear slipped down his cheek.
He slowly closed his eyes, "Jinfeng is really outstanding. She is a genius. No matter what happens in front of her, it is extremely simple and easy. Others will never be able to compare with her...Jinfeng..."
He was really sad, almost everyone could tell that he was really sad.
Wenzheng finally couldn't help but came to the hospital bed with red eyes, "Dad, it was Jinfeng's daughter who saved you. Maybe Jinfeng's spirit in heaven is also watching you! So she sent her daughter to come and save you."
As he talked, Wenzheng burst into tears.
She finally understood why she looked so familiar to Ruan Su. She held Ruan Su's hands and said, "When we were in high school in Jiangcheng, Xie Lan and I were best friends with your mother. Later we all went our separate ways.
We have less contact with you in the future, especially since your mother was suddenly kicked out of the Cheng family, and we have never seen her again."
When she thought that her best friend from childhood had passed away, her heart ached like a knife, "Xie Lan has been in Jiangcheng all this time. Does she know about your mother?"
"Xie Lan...are you talking about Xie Yuan's wife?"
Ruan Su was stunned. She did not expect that Mrs. Xie and her mother were also good friends.
"Yes." Wenzheng nodded.
"She shouldn't know." Ruan Su's heart tightened. She didn't expect that Xie Lan was also her mother's good friend.
She suddenly thought of the pork rib soup that Xie Lan always made. She always felt that it smelled like her mother.
Xie Lan once said that she learned how to make pork rib soup from an old friend.
That's it! That old friend must be her mother Cheng Jinfeng. Xie Lan has always known about her relationship with the Cheng family, so... why did Xie Lan never tell her that she and her mother were good friends?
The shock in her heart was simply indescribable, but that was not the time to think about it now.
She had more important things to say.
"She has been having a very bad life recently. Xie Yuan is in jail. Bo Xingzhi and I are trying to figure out what to do. We believe he is innocent."
"Jail?" Wenzheng's face suddenly became very ugly. She wiped her tears and said, "Let me ask you about this matter. There should be other hidden reasons."
"Xie Lan is a good boy too." Mr. Ouyang sat up with Ouyang Tian's help and said to Ouyang Feng, "You...go to the hall and ask what's going on. Can you help me?"
Please help me a little bit."
"Yes, Dad."
Ouyang Feng nodded quickly, said a few words that Ouyang Ling would take good care of her here, and went out.
Ruan Su had no intention of paying attention to him, but took out a very delicate and transparent small porcelain bottle from his backpack, which contained about twenty or thirty small black pills.
She stuffed it into Wenzheng's hand. "Take it for the old man, one pill a day. It will be very helpful for the old man's condition."
Wenzheng was stunned for a moment, "What is this?"
Yu Qing's expression completely changed.
She came over in shock and snatched the small medicine bottle from Wenzheng's hand, "Is this the special medicine? Rui Lan No. 133, which has caused great controversy and attracted great attention in the world?"
Others don't know, but she has to know.
All the doctors present were shocked after hearing about Rui Lan No. 133.
Just now, they were still thinking about whether Ruan Su would have any negative effects if he took some Sanwu product and let Mr. Ouyang eat it.
Is this thing edible?
As a result, I heard... Yu Qing's shocked voice.
What is Restylane No. 133?
They were all confused.
"Professor Yu, what do you mean by this? Is there anything special about Ruilan No. 133?" Ouyang Ling asked curiously.
"Rui Lan No. 133 is priceless. I heard that a pill costs at least 500,000 yuan. It can regenerate cells that have lost their vitality. To put it bluntly, it has the function of extending life. So... this medicine is extremely difficult to buy, and
I heard that very few are produced, and there are probably only a handful of people in the world who can produce so many pills at once..."
Yu Qing looked at Ruan Su with a complex expression, her voice filled with envy and sternness, "Where did you get so much? Did you do something shameful?"
The developer sold it for 500,000 yuan a pill, but in fact, it had already sold for a sky-high price at an underground auction.
"Five million per pill? How much does this bottle cost?" Wenzheng's mind went blank. Did she have fifteen million in her hand?
When she realized what she was doing, she said in a panic, "I...Xiao Su, I don't have that much cash, I have to go to the bank..."
