PARKING LOT.

Yang Liufang squinted and looked behind.

"Cousin, that's not an important person," Jiang Xinchen was not surprised by Jiang Xinran's attitude. He turned sideways, without explaining Jiang Xinran's whole person, "The driver is here, just send him here."

"Be safe." Yang Liufang was not curious. She was indifferent to Pei Xin and other pedestrians, let alone Jiang Xinran.

Jiang Xinchen got into the Jiang family's car and left.

Yang Liufang held the phone and continued to go upstairs.

**

Upstairs, outside the door of Yu Yong's ward.

Zhao Fan found out Yu Yong's ward from the nurse and came directly.

She stopped outside the window and looked at Yu Yong inside.

"You are..." The doctors and nurses here all know a group of relatives from Yu's family, and different relatives come over almost every week.

Seeing the nurse, Zhao Fan sighed, "I am Mr. Yu's niece's assistant. His niece is sick now and cannot visit him. I will check on Mr. Yu's condition for him. Alas."

Zhao Fan has also been with Meng Fu for such a long time, and he has not learned even 20% of his acting skills, but he has gained half of them.

Such a frown seems quite like that.

When the nurse saw Zhao Fan saying Yu Yong's name, she didn't hide it, "Don't worry too much. The hospital is also stepping up its efforts to find a kidney source for Mr. Yu..."

Zhao Fan didn't hear the rest clearly.

Only the word "kidney source" came up.

In addition, Yu Zhenling had to take care of Meng Fu unusually today, and Zhao Fan couldn't help but feel chilled from the bottom of his heart.

Yu family, is this crazy?

How could such thoughts arise? This is...

Wanting to take care of Meng Fu is false, but asking for Meng Fu’s kidney is true, right?

Zhao Fan didn't listen to what the nurse said later. She made an excuse and returned to Meng Fu's ward. She stopped outside the ward door and knocked on the door.

Inside the door, Mrs. Yang, who was talking to Yang Hua, raised her head.

She understood Zhao Fan's signal, nodded slightly with Yang Hua, and came out directly.

"Mrs. Yang," Zhao Fan took a deep breath, with mixed feelings and emotions on his face, "The news I heard is that this Yu Yong - that is Brother Fu's uncle, his tea was poisoned recently, his kidneys are not good, and he needs a kidney transplant.

."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the entire corridor instantly became cold.

Mrs. Yang lowered her eyebrows.

From Zhao Fan's angle, she couldn't see the expression in Mrs. Yang's eyes, but she could see the coldness condensed on Mrs. Yang's face. Mrs. Yang usually looked gentle, but her aristocratic aura was still there, and her eyebrows sank.

Quite scary.

Without Zhao Fan having to say much, Mrs. Yang could guess what the Yu family meant.

"This Yu family is too old and confused. The virus in Yu Yong's body may make it difficult to prevent family thieves." Mrs. Yang sneered.

Mrs. Yang's eyelashes were drooped, and she could feel the cold air from a distance.

None of the nurses dared to go towards her.

Zhao Fan also didn't expect that Yu Yong was poisoned. When Mrs. Yang said this, Zhao Fan suddenly raised his head and an incredible thought came out of his heart: "He..."

but--

Yu Yong is Jiang Xinran’s supporter. Isn’t Jiang Xinran cutting his own way?

"I can't wait to take Ah Fu back," Mrs. Yang's eyes were cold, "I want to see how many lives they have."

It was obviously just a sentence, but Zhao Fan felt a little creepy when he listened to it.

This Yang family isn't doing that kind of scary business, is it?

Mrs. Yang took her mobile phone and dialed Yang Lai. She walked to the end of the hospital corridor and looked at the dark path under the window, her eyes darkened.

On the other side of the phone, Yang Lai answered quickly.

"I'm doing acupuncture," Yang Lai put the phone to his ear, with a hint of anxiety in his eyebrows, "How is the situation over there? Is Ah Fu awake?"

"I haven't woken up, and the doctor can't find out." Mrs. Yang shook her head, paused again, and her voice was a little colder: "I'm not telling you this."

Mrs. Yang followed Yang Lai in her early years and was a strong woman.

Later, he cultivated his moral character, planted flowers, worshiped Buddha, and accumulated blessings for Yang Lai and his children, and his whole person became much gentler.

This was the first time in recent years that Yang Lai heard Mrs. Yang's cold voice.

Yang Lai couldn't help but press his legs, asked the servant to bring him a pillow, and leaned against the bed, with a serious look on his face: "Something happened?"

"He's just a clown," Mrs. Yang pressed her fingers on the window sill and said calmly, "When you come tomorrow, bring more bodyguards."

Yang Lai couldn't sit still at this moment. As soon as Mrs. Yang said to bring more bodyguards, he realized that things were not simple, "What's going on? I'll come now."

He sat up directly and signaled the doctor to come and remove the needle from his leg.

"I'm stable. You'll know when you come tomorrow," Mrs. Yang said calmly, and finally reminded her, "Remember, bring two more who can fight."

From what I heard about the man in black today, it seems that the "Tong family" has very good bodyguards.

Mrs. Yang hung up the phone with Yang Lai and looked at the lights in the city downstairs with a cold expression on her face.

Beijing.

How could Yang Lai concentrate on acupuncture when Mrs. Yang was so disrupted.

He stretched out his hand to summon the housekeeper, frowning slightly: "Go and ask Yang Jiu what happened."

Doctor Qin pulled out a silver needle and couldn't help but shake his head when he saw Yang Lai like this, "Mr. Yang really cares about Miss Meng, but no one in T City dares to offend Mrs. Yang, so you don't need to worry too much."

Yang Lai naturally didn't think anyone dared to mess with them, but T City was full of women and children, so Yang Lai was still worried.

If I had known earlier, I should have gone back with Mrs. Yang.

"It's all about these legs." Yang Lai frowned and looked at his legs, feeling that they were not up to par.

Dr. Qin knew about Yang Lai's heart problems. When Yang Lai first married Mrs. Yang, many people laughed at Mrs. Yang. Later, when Yang Lai became the richest man in Asia, these voices all disappeared, but Yang Lai was still worried about her.

"I recently heard about a hospital that has a set of acupuncture methods that can make people's blood flow smoothly in the legs," Dr. Qin pondered a little, "I'll ask you about it after I go to see Miss Meng with you."

Over the past thirty years, Yang Lai has no expectations for his legs.

Hearing this, he waved his hand and said, "No need to go to great lengths, I know my legs myself."

"I'm just asking," Dr. Qin simply changed the subject, "Mr. Yang, your complexion has improved a lot recently."

"Really?" The expression on Yang Lai's tense face finally softened a lot, "Thanks to the soothing incense Ah Fu gave me, my sleep has been much better recently."

**

T city.

In the ward.

Yang Hua was on the phone with Su Cheng.

"She's not awake yet," Yang Hua sat on the hospital bed, holding Meng Fu's hand, her voice a little hoarse, "The doctor said there's nothing wrong with her body, she just can't wake up."

Over there on the phone, Su Cheng is still on the mountain.

He raised his head and looked at the half-open snow lotus on the rock. Under the cold wind, the wind was refreshing and refreshing. "Don't worry, I can go back tomorrow and find something that can wake her up."

Yang Hua was not familiar with Su Cheng, but Yang Hua felt particularly at ease when Su Cheng was doing things.

Hearing Su Cheng's words, Yang Hua nodded. She paused and said, "Are you in Xuanqing Mountain?"

Su Cheng was silent and did not answer.

Yang Hua nodded, "Be careful. Uncle Ah Fu will come tomorrow too. Don't worry too much. Ah Fu is in good health now. Apart from not waking up, there is no other damage."

The two hung up the phone.

Su Cheng put his hands in his pockets and looked up at the snow lotus on the cliff.

Not far behind him, the magnificent Taoist temple was brightly lit.

Su Di walked towards Su Cheng carrying a lantern, then reached out and handed the box in his hand to Su Cheng, "Master, the sandalwood box you want."

There are retro patterns on the sandalwood box, which are intertwined with each other and seem to be covered with a layer of ice.

Su Cheng raised his hand to take it. He looked at the cliff under the bright moon and said softly: "It's almost here."

Behind the two of them, there is the back door of the Taoist temple.

The little Taoist priest climbed up the tree and looked in the direction of Su Cheng, "Master, he, he is going to take away the flower that just bloomed!"

Snow lotus blooms once every three years and is extremely difficult to cultivate.

The Taoist Temple has only produced two rare flowers in the past ten years, and they were both taken away by this weirdo with extremely high martial arts.
To be continued...