Zhuo Yueluan's face, which was shaking with pain, changed again after hearing these words.
He looked at Yang Guohua again, expecting him to quickly explain his daughter's life experience.
But because Yang Guohua was too emotionally excited, his body was already weak. Suddenly he couldn't breathe, his whole body twitched violently, his face instantly turned purple, and even his eyeballs became frozen.
This time, the more powerful medicines had no effect, and nurses and doctors rushed in.
"Master Yang, please go out first. The patient's condition is extremely bleak." The attending doctor hurriedly explained and immediately began to rescue Yang Guohua.
Zhuo Yueluan refused to leave.
He has waited for so long, endured for so long, and now he is about to know the truth about his daughter's life experience, how can he leave?
Yang Zijun looked at him, his expression too complicated to describe.
He also had some sympathy and pity, but because the evildoer was his biological father, there was nothing he could do.
Therefore, after hesitating for a moment, he still advised: "Dr. Zhuo, let's go out first. When my dad's condition is more stable, we can ask him for details."
Only then did Zhuo Yueluan come to his senses and said nothing. When he stood up, he staggered and was hurriedly supported by the doctor next to him.
"Are you okay?" the doctor asked worriedly.
He raised his hand, with anger and sorrow on his face, as well as deep regret and self-blame. He moved his mouth, trying to say that he was fine, but no one knew whether he made any sound.
The two walked out of the ICU. Secretary Zhao, who was waiting outside, saw him and was equally worried.
"Dr. Zhuo, what's wrong with you? Take care of yourself!"
Seeing his own people, Zhuo Yueluan's dazed mind slowly came to life.
Looking intently at Secretary Zhao, he ordered in a low voice: "Teach the hospital to make every effort to rescue Yang Guohua."
Secretary Zhao has been with him for many years and has rarely seen such a solemn and majestic expression on his face. He nodded immediately: "Okay, I'll do it right away!"
Yang Zijun looked at him from the side. After careful consideration, he stepped forward and asked in a weak voice: "Dr. Zhuo, don't you believe that Yang Qianyu is your biological daughter?"
Otherwise, why ask in such detail?
Before Zhuo Yueluan spoke, he continued: "Yang Qianyu must be your biological child, there is no doubt about it!"
"I know." Zhuo Yueluan turned to look at her, his eyes calm, but his superior aura had been restored invisibly.
When he spoke, he was upright and said, "She was treated coldly and even mistreated in your Yang family. Were you involved in this?"
Yang Zijun was stunned for a moment and waved his hands repeatedly, "I didn't..."
Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Yang Zijun hurriedly explained: "It's my mother and my second sister. They did a lot... They, women are like that, jealous... I just don't pay much attention to her, but I definitely didn't bully her intentionally.
, later I was sent abroad very early, and I don’t even understand what happened after that..."
"Mr. Zhuo, think about it, if I had bullied her, how could she still be so kind to me? I helped solve all the affairs in the courtyard, and she trusts me."
Zhuo Yueluan saw that he was so anxious that he spoke incoherently, and based on his many years of experience in looking at people, he roughly estimated this person's character, and looked back indifferently.
Yang Zijun breathed a sigh of relief, a cold sweat broke out on his back, and he felt a sense of weakness in his hands, feet, and limbs.
He slowly sat down aside, not daring to actively look for topics for fear of accidentally bringing himself into it.
After all, the person in front of him surpassed Feng Moyan in terms of money, honor and fame.
If you offend Feng Moyan, you won't be able to survive in Jiangcheng at most.
But if he offends this big shot, he may not be able to stay in the country anymore.
Time passed quietly, and during this period, Zhuo Yueluan's cell phone rang several times.
There were calls from the company and Zhuo Yilin. He answered them all briefly and hung up.
He wholeheartedly waited for Yang Guohua to get better and to completely reveal the secrets that had been sealed for many years.
Finally, with the unremitting efforts of the doctors, Yang Guohua was brought back from the gate of hell.
They were supposed to take a good rest, but when the team of doctors came out, the chief physician at the head said, "The patient asked you to come in because he has something to say."
Yang Zijun stood up suddenly, "Doctor, is my dad..."
The doctor also told the truth, "The situation is very pessimistic. To be honest, with his condition, perhaps leaving would be a relief."
Because it is too painful to live forcibly, my body is full of tubes, and all the organs rely on external force to operate. Every second is excruciating pain, and every breath is as painful as a knife.
Yang Zijun understood what the doctor meant.
After he just went in and had a look, he thought so in his heart, but as a son of man, it would be inhumane and unfilial for him to give up treatment.
But Zhuo Yueluan didn't care about this.
In his opinion, this kind of scum and beast should have been sent to the eighteenth level of hell long ago.
The two returned to the hospital bedside. Yang Guohua had multiple organ failure. Even with the assistance of a ventilator, he was taking in less air and exhaling more.
The head of the hospital bed was slightly raised so that he could breathe a little easier.
It was obvious that he was at the end of his strength, but his spirit seemed to be stronger now than before.
When he saw his son coming in with a strange man, he moved his eyes. Instead of being as frightened and hallucinating as before, he actually said clearly and clearly: "You are... that soldier, man... the person Ruan Mingzhu misses so much.
, that’s you…”
Yang Zijun was a little surprised, "Dad, are you awake?"
Yang Guohua's breathing was even harder. He took a few breaths before he could say one sentence: "I...I can't survive anymore. God is going to take me..."
"dad……"
He ignored his son and looked at Zhuo Yueluan again, looking him up and down.
Although Zhuo Yueluan was wearing a sterile suit, wrapped from head to toe and there was no trace of wealth or wealth, he could still tell that this person was extraordinary.
"From... ever since I saw you appearing on the Internet, with that girl, I knew... I knew you would come to me... You are not a good person... You abandoned Ruan Mingzhu and let her
... fell into my hands... She looked for you several times, but she didn't know where she got the news... saying that you had been sacrificed..."
"That girl, I always thought she was my flesh and blood, but I didn't want to... When she was more than two years old, I discovered that Ruan Mingzhu had already taken her for a paternity test, and she had nothing to do with me..."
"I originally wanted to treat her well, after all, she is so beautiful...Beauty, who would be willing to hit her...but she is so mean, she actually used me...she wanted to give birth to someone else's child, so she married
Mine...I thought it was me...who touched her, haha...cough, cough, cough -"
Yang Guohua still wanted to speak, but could no longer speak.
When he first approached Ruan Mingzhu, he did have a purpose.
But for a beauty like Ruan Mingzhu, it is impossible not to be tempted by any man who comes close to her.
Later he really fell in love with her and thought about treating her well and living a good life.
Therefore, in Yang Qianyu’s old photo album at home, she also saw beautiful pictures of a family of three happily taking photos.
But when he found out that the daughter was not his own, and that Ruan Mingzhu had quietly taken advantage of him, the evil in his bones came out again, and even got worse.
When he forced Ruan Mingzhu, he saw a trace of redness. Later, when he thought about it, he thought it might be a laceration caused by being too rough.
He always thought that he was Ruan Mingzhu's first man, but he didn't expect that he was just a "takeover".
He never dreamed that everything he had tried and worked hard to achieve would end up like this.
So he became angry and began to take revenge on Ruan Mingzhu, and began to embezzle the Ruan family's property by any means.
He even rekindled his relationship with his former lover and started messing around outside.
After Zhuo Yueluan heard all this, he was still a little confused in his heart, but with his understanding of Ruan Mingzhu, he could understand it after a little thought.
Fortune plays tricks on people, and things in the world are unpredictable.
Yang Guohua said so many dirty words that could send him to the eighteenth level of hell, but one thing he said was right - you are not a good person either.
Why was he so obsessed with it at the beginning? He knew clearly that his family did not allow them to interact with each other, and he knew that his special status would mean there would be no tomorrow at any time, but he could not restrain himself and could not keep the most precious things of his beloved.
That night of joy made him so painful that he could not speak.
Suddenly, hot liquid slid across his face. He was startled and realized that he was crying.
He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, took a deep breath to calm down the pain, and saw a dressed-up beast beside the hospital bed begging for his son.
"Xiaojun... you, please give up the treatment... pull out the oxygen tube, I can't live anymore... it's too painful... please give me some relief..." Yang Guohua trembled and kept murmuring.
The tubes on his body and the blood flowing in and out seemed to be telling of pain.
Yang Zijun's eyes were blurred by tears. He was caught in a battle between heaven and man, but there was no one around to discuss it.
He started to cry, wiped his tears, and complained resentfully: "You're sorry for my mother, and you're sorry for me... As a father, what kind of example have you set for me! People like you deserve to go to hell for eternity.
Don’t be reincarnated!”
Yang Guohua closed his eyes and said weakly: "If you don't do it for yourself, heaven and earth will destroy you..."
Yang Zijun shook his head and clenched his fists with both hands. Seeing that he refused to repent until he died, he really wanted to pull out the oxygen tube in a fit of anger!
But Zhuo Yueluan said calmly: "Master Yang, let him live and do everything you can to keep him alive. If he lives one more day, I will give you one hundred thousand."
Yang Zijun seemed to have heard the fantasy and turned to stare at him in disbelief.
Zhuo Yueluan's face was expressionless, and he was like Yama who rules the ghosts of hell. He stared at Yang Guohua with cold eyes: "You want to die, but I won't let you... You can cross the Naihe Bridge one day later. The pearl is over there, and you can
Have a peaceful day."
After finishing his words, he looked at Yang Zijun again and said solemnly: "As a son, you should fulfill your filial piety. Young Master Yang does not have to worry about medical expenses. I, Zhuo Yueluan, will do what I say. One hundred thousand a day, you can safely fulfill your filial piety to your father."
.”
After saying that, he turned and left.
Yang Guohua became anxious, and when he saw his son also getting up, he gasped in panic and begged: "Xiaojun... don't listen to him... give me a break... don't let the doctor cut me open with a knife... it hurts too much."
It’s… it hurts too much…”
Yang Zijun straightened up, wiped his face, and said with a calm expression: "Dad, if you continue to persist, think of it as doing it for your son, and let your son... fulfill his filial piety for you."