A woman like Lin Anxiang is not something that ordinary people can touch, so she should avoid provoking subtleties.
Then he shook his head at Xu Zhihao and said, "I don't want to."
Xu Zhihao said: "I don't believe it, you wouldn't want such a beauty?"
Wu Yong shrugged: "Brother Xu, if you don't believe it, there's nothing I can do about it."
Xu Zhihao smiled and said: "I think you are embarrassed to say, forget it, I won't expose you."
The two laughed and chatted, and after more than ten minutes, the plane landed successfully.
A group of four people got off the plane together.
At the exit, Lin Anxiang took the initiative to look at Wu Yong, smiled and waved goodbye to Wu Yong.
There seemed to be other deep meanings in those eyes.
"Wu Yong, here it is!"
As soon as they walked out of the exit, they saw Ning Rou waving vigorously.
Her outstanding looks and figure make her very eye-catching among the crowd.
Wu Yong walked over with a smile: "Sister Ning, long time no see."
Ning Rou gave him a gentle roll of her eyes and said, "Tsk, how long has it been? It's only been a few days."
Wu Yong said: "One day without seeing you is like three autumns. I feel like several years have passed."
Ning Rou blushed slightly and said, "Stop being so glib and get in the car with me. My friend has already sent someone to pick you up."
Wu Yong nodded and said: "Okay, let me say hello to my friend first."
Xu Zhihao and his wife still have some unfinished business, and Wu Yong has made an appointment with them to visit Liu Linglong's hometown after finishing the matter with Ningrou's friend.
After Wu Yong said goodbye to them, he took Ye Tian and Ning Rou into a Buick business car.
"Miss Ning."
After the car door opened, the driver greeted Ningrou.
"Well, let's go to the hospital."
Ning Rou said directly after getting in the car.
"Okay."
The driver responded cheerfully, started the car and drove off.
In the car, Ning Rou and Wu Yong introduced the general situation.
The patient is her grandfather.
I have always been in good health, but I was suddenly diagnosed with cancer at the beginning of this year. After treatment, the cancer has entered an advanced stage.
Now he is living in the intensive care unit of the hospital.
Seeing that he is already in his twilight years.
Ning Rou was the one who made Wu Yong come over this time.
After all, she was her closest relative when she was young, and even if there was only a glimmer of hope, she was not willing to miss it.
After Ye Tian heard the situation in the back row, he said in a deep voice: "The cancer is in the advanced stage. Even if Hua Tuo comes here, there is nothing we can do. I heard that the situation is very serious. In my opinion, it is better not to touch it. If it cannot be cured, it will cause trouble.
, that’s just not worth it.”
Wu Yong said: "Now that I'm here, I'm sure to cure him."
Ye Tian sneered and said to himself: Just brag, it can cure late-stage cancer, unless the gods from heaven come down to earth.
Although his impression of Wu Yong had improved a lot, he was still a little unconvinced after all, and he still had a vague intention of seeing Wu Yong's joke.
Ning Rou has great confidence in Wu Yong.
She said: "You can definitely do it."
The commercial vehicle drove quickly for more than an hour and arrived at the hospital.
Under the leadership of Ning Rou, the three of them went straight to the special care ward.
"Xiaoya."
At the door of the special care ward, Ning Rou and others met a haggard woman.
She is about the same age as Ning Rou, and she is also a beautiful woman with exquisite facial features.
But her hair was slightly messy and her eyes were bloodshot, making her look very tired.
"Xiaorou, you're here." Lu Qingya's voice was hoarse and she managed to squeeze out a smile.
"This is the miracle doctor I told you about, Wu Yong. Don't worry, Xiaoya. With him here, grandpa will be fine."
Ning Rou then introduced Wu Yong: "This is Lu Qingya, my good friend since childhood."
Wu Yong took the initiative to extend his hand and said friendly: "Hello, Miss Lu."
Lu Qingya shook hands with him gently, nodded and said, "Hello."
She looked at Wu Yong, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
"Grandpa, how is he doing now?"
After Ning Rou finished the introduction, she took the initiative to ask with concern.
Lu Qingya sighed: "The situation is very bad. The doctor has issued a critical illness notice this morning. I'm afraid I won't survive today."
Ning Rou was shocked: "Ah, the condition has deteriorated so quickly."
She hurriedly said: "Then Wu Yong, go and have a look."
Wu Yong nodded: "Okay, where is the patient? Let me check on his condition first."
Lu Qingya said: "In the ward, come with me."
She took Wu Yong and three others, pushed open the door of the ward and went in.
The special care ward is a double-layer structure.
After entering the door, there is a small lounge first, with people sitting in a circle on three floors inside and three outside.
It seems that they are all Lu Qingya's family members.
When they came in, family members were surrounding a doctor in a white coat asking questions.
"Doctor Su, how is the old man doing?"
"How long can we hold on?"
"Can you talk now?"
The family members were asking endless questions about the doctor, which was very annoying.
The doctor surnamed Su waved his hand and said in a loud voice: "Stop, stop, stop, don't ask. The old man's condition is not good. He can last for forty minutes at most. You can prepare for the funeral."
The faces of the family members suddenly changed.
"Ah, there are only forty minutes left."
"Where is the old man's will? What should I do if I haven't made a will yet?"
"That's right, the division of the family property hasn't been determined yet, so how can he leave!"
What's chilling is.
These family members are not more concerned about the old man's life and death.
It's about how to divide the inheritance left by the old man after his death.
When Lu Qingya heard this after entering the door, her eyes were red with anger.
She shouted loudly: "That's enough for you! Grandpa hasn't left yet!"
In the past few days, Lu Qingya's mood was extremely depressed.
Originally, grandpa's health was getting worse and worse, and he was looking at the possibility of leaving at any time. But her family members, instead of asking for help and taking the initiative to come over to watch the night, started arguing over the inheritance.
In the past few months since he came to Beijing for treatment, few people have come to see the old man.
Seeing that the old man's health was failing, this group of people rushed over, fearing that they would not be able to share the inheritance after the old man left.
"Haha, Qingya, what's the point of saying this now?"
"That's right, didn't you listen to the doctor? The old man has at most forty minutes left."
"Stop pretending. You've worked very hard. Don't worry, we won't touch the inheritance that should be left to you."
Everyone was talking at once, and their tone was extremely cold-blooded.
Not to mention Lu Qingya, Ning Rou, Wu Yong, and Ye Tian, the three bystanders were all extremely angry.
Ye Tian pointed at their noses and cursed: "Do you have any humanity at all? Do you only care about inheritance?"
A man glanced at him and sneered: "Who are you? What qualifications do you have to speak here?"
Someone next to me echoed: "That's right, can you take care of our household affairs?"
Ye Qianqian was not good at it, but there was nothing he could do against them.
At this time, Wu Yong sneered and said, "I have no control over your family affairs."
He paused, changed the subject, and said in a deep voice: "But I can still make all your plans go away. The old man can't die as long as I am here!" (To be continued)