Seeing that Yan Cheng was indeed in a daze, he kindly reminded: "Then this amount of money is too much. According to our preliminary calculations by the court, the four banks have borrowed at least 5000 million yuan. As for the specific amount, further research is needed. It can only be known after the calculation."

"The properties under the name of the Yan family have been frozen by us for the time being, and this villa is about to be temporarily closed. You should find a way as soon as possible. This lawsuit must be fought."

5000……

Yan Cheng's mind started to wander a little bit, he never thought that apart from a shell company and the 800 million, Yan Sui's good brother actually gave him such a good gift!

5000 million is an astronomical figure for the current Yan family, and it is no longer within the range that the Yan family can afford.

Yan Cheng had a headache. If he had known what Yan Shi looked like now, he would rather stay in the police station, so that he wouldn't have to get involved in another lawsuit as soon as he came out.

Seeing that Yan Cheng was silent, the person in charge gave him a sympathetic look, shook his head, then walked away and began to direct the workers who were carrying things.

The things in the villa were moved out one by one, including those precious antiques that Yan Zhenhua was reluctant to sell. Seeing that all those things were carried into the car by others, Yan Zhenhua couldn't help it.

"Stop it!" He was anxious and wanted to rush up, but was stopped by Yan Cheng who was beside him.

"Dad, don't be impulsive!"

Yan Zhenhua was in a hurry, "Our home is almost gone, how can I not be impulsive!"

"Acheng, you go, you go and stop these people!"

No matter how excited Yan Zhenhua was, Yan Cheng remained surprisingly calm. He held Yan Zhenhua's hand tightly, and whispered in his ear.

"Dad, I've asked just now. Yan Sui owed tens of millions this time, and we can't pay it back at all! That person also said just now, we will definitely go to court if we can't pay it back. No one is paying attention to us, so let's drive here first."

Instead of watching here and waiting for the police to take them away, they might as well leave before no one notices.

It is Yancheng's idea to keep the green hills alive without fear of running out of firewood.

But Yan Zhenhua, who had already lost his mind, couldn't understand Yan Cheng's words, he kept shaking his head, and refused to leave no matter what.

Yan Cheng had no choice but to grit his teeth, endured the pain in his body and pulled Yan Zhenhua away with all his strength, Yan Zhenhua immediately yelled.

"No! I won't go!"

"This is my home, why do you enter my home! Get out of here! Get out!"

He kept cursing, his eyes were even more red, Yan Cheng frowned and ignored his voice, and led him quickly away from the gate of Yan's villa.

It wasn't until he was dragged to the side of the road that Yan Cheng stopped, "Dad, be sober! If we stay any longer, we will go to the police station to sue!"

"Do you want to be locked up?"

Yan Zhenhua seemed to listen to his earnest persuasion. He limped and stood by the side of the road, and started to cry as soon as his mouth deflated.

A gray-haired old man was crying like a child on the side of the road, and the father and son were covered in injuries, so it was inevitable that they would not attract the attention of passers-by.

But Yan Zhenhua didn't care at all, just kept crying.

"What to do...how to do this!"

"Acheng, you have to think of a way, our home can't just be auctioned off by them!"

He begged bitterly, Yan Cheng frowned and didn't want to speak at all, Yan Zhenhua was crying alone, still murmuring indistinctly.

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. When he was anxious, his heartbeat began to speed up, and there were bursts of throbbing pain in his chest. His face turned pale, and he immediately covered his chest.

The pain spread rapidly, Yan Zhenhua's eyes widened, he opened his mouth and wanted to pat Yan Cheng's shoulder, but before he raised his hand, he rolled his eyes and lay down on the ground.

At this time, Yan Cheng's mind was full of Yan Shi's future, he was too focused, he didn't even notice that the old man beside him was already lying on the ground, and it was only when passers-by surrounded him exclaiming that he came back to his senses .

Looking down, he realized that Yan Zhenhua had already fallen into a coma while clutching his chest.

Passers-by had already called 120, and the ambulance arrived at the scene soon and took the father and son away, and began to rescue Yan Zhenhua in the hospital.

When Yan Zhenhua woke up again, it was already dark. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and found that his injured thigh had been bandaged, and Yan Cheng was sitting on the side, as if he was thinking about something.

"Acheng..." He called softly, waking Yan Cheng who was in deep thought.

The injuries on his body have also been treated, and Yan Cheng was also wearing a hospital gown. When Yan Zhenhua woke up, he immediately stood up.

"Dad, you finally woke up!"

Yan Zhenhua twitched the corners of his mouth palely, "What's wrong with me?"

"Your thigh is broken. Fortunately, it has been connected now. You just need to rest for a while." Yan Cheng paused, looked at Yan Zhenhua's appearance, and then lowered his voice and continued.

"Dad, the doctor found out that you have a heart attack, and it's already at an advanced stage..."

When he faltered and uttered these words, Yan Zhenhua's body froze completely, his hands couldn't help clutching the quilt, and his eyes were even more hollow.

It seemed to have calmed down for a long time before he raised his head and squeezed out a sentence: "Then...then can I still be saved?"

Yan Cheng paused, he was silent for a while, and then he grabbed Yan Zhenhua's hand and said sincerely: "Dad, don't worry, no matter what, I will definitely find a way to save you!"

In fact, Yan Zhenhua's disease still has room for recovery. Yan Cheng also asked the doctor, and the doctor said that the treatment of this disease would cost at least 500 million, and there was only a 50.00% chance of success.

These words stumped Yan Cheng directly.

He has no money in his hands to help Yan Zhenhua treat his illness, and now the Yan family... is even more miserable.

Yan Zhenhua obviously noticed Yan Cheng's hesitation, and he understood something instantly in his heart, he pursed his lips and stopped talking.

There was endless silence in the ward, and it wasn't until the appearance of the nurse that the atmosphere in the room was broken.

"This is your treatment fee, please pay it as soon as possible." The nurse handed an invoice to Yan Cheng and turned to leave.

Holding the invoice, Yan Cheng felt that it was extremely hot.

His brows were tightly furrowed, obviously he was in a bit of trouble, but at this moment he was too embarrassed to ask Yan Zhenhua for money, but Yan Zhenhua realized something and offered it up.

"Ah Cheng, our Yan family has reached this point. Now we are both living in the hospital. I still have some money here. I will keep it all for you."

Fortunately, Yan Zhenhua had the foresight to sell the money from the sale of Xiao Rongyue's jewelry. He did not store the money in his own name, but borrowed an account from someone other than Yan's family.

Now all the properties under Yan's name have been frozen by the court. Fortunately, he has paid more attention so that the current situation of the father and son will not be too embarrassing.

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