Sweet pet and sweet love: my thousand gold wife

The servant knocked on Jiang Heyan's door with the hot milk he needed.

"Entering" the room, a loud male voice sounded.

"Master, your milk."

"Leave it there, thank you."

Jiang Heyan pointed to the table beside him, and replied to the servant.

"Does the third master have any orders?"

The servant stood aside respectfully.

"No, go down and close the door for me."

There was a sound of closing the door, Jiang Heyan sighed, and put down the book in his hand.

When the elder couple had a car accident that year, he got caught up in some affairs and couldn't come back in time.

I didn't expect the little girl in my impression to become like this.

Jiang Heyan felt a little sad.

Harming the interests of the company, hurting close relatives, instigating outsiders to bully the Jiang family, and even corrupting morals, Jiang Heyan developed a deep grudge against Jiang Guinong.

If the eldest couple knew that their daughter had become like this, I don't know if they would be heartbroken.

Sitting on the chair, Jiang Heyan felt some pain in his temple. He stretched out his hand to press it, and drank the milk beside him.

Tossing and turning on the bed for most of the night, Jiang Heyan finally fell asleep.

Early the next morning, he took the address he found to Jiang's father's hospital.

He was wearing a black windbreaker, followed by several bodyguards, which attracted a high rate of turning heads in the hospital.

"Third Master, it's in this ward."

The bodyguard stood at the entrance of Father Jiang's ward and motioned for him.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, he was stopped by two bodyguards at the door.

"Hello, we are in a single room, and there is no one you are looking for."

The bodyguards didn't know Jiang Heyan, let alone Jiang Guinong told them that no one should be let in unless he and Shen Huaichuan were visiting.

"I'm looking for the people in the house."

Jiang Heyan's voice sounded at the scene, with a sense of oppression that cannot be rejected.

"No, our master has said that we must not let strangers in."

The bodyguard adhered to Jiang Guinong's request and insisted that Jiang Heyan not go in.

In the next second, he picked up the phone and dialed a number. After a while, several bodyguards rushed over in the corridor, and the dean and doctors also ran over.

People on both sides are contending, and no one is willing to give up.

Looking at Jiang Heyan's posture, the dean naturally knew that he was definitely not something to mess with, so he immediately came out to be a peacemaker.

"Hello, sir, our ward is indeed specially explained by the family members, and outsiders are not allowed to visit."

"What if I have to watch it today?"

Jiang Heyan didn't give in at all, no one dared to stop him from what he wanted to do.

"Then you need to contact the family members and ask for her permission before you can go in."

Faced with his tough attitude, the dean was neither humble nor overbearing.

"Then you call her and tell her, I am Jiang Heyan."

Finally, at Jiang Heyan's request, the dean took out his mobile phone and called Jiang Guinong.

"Hey, Miss Jiang, there is a gentleman here who wants to visit a patient."

The dean explained the current situation to Jiang Guinong.

Just when Jiang Guinong heard the word "Jiang Heyan", he paused.

"You let him in."

Jiang Guinong knew that Jiang Heyan would definitely not harm his father, so he might as well let him visit.

The dean received Jiang Guinong's words, exchanged pleasantries with her, and then hung up the phone.

"Miss Jiang, tell me to let this gentleman in."

He conveyed Jiang Guinong's meaning to the bodyguards.

At the same time, the bodyguard also received a text message from Jiang Guinong, which contained a photo of Jiang Heyan, asking the bodyguard to check carefully to see if it was this person.

The bodyguard looked up and down, and found that the photos sent by Jiang Heyan and Jiang Guinong were the same, so they let him in.

However, only Jiang Heyan went in alone, and the others he brought were also stopped outside.

Jiang Heyan walked quickly to Father Jiang's side.

Seeing Father Jiang lying on the hospital bed with a tube under his nose, Jiang Heyan felt a pain in his heart.

When Father Jiang came back last time, he was still in high spirits. Unexpectedly, when he came back this time, he was already lying on the hospital bed, skinny as a stick.

Jiang Heyan sat in front of Jiang's father's hospital bed, looking at his face, immersed in sadness for a long time, unable to extricate himself.

"Brother, I'm back, open your eyes and take a look at me."

The corners of Jiang Heyan's eyes were slightly moist, and he kept calling Father Jiang.

But the person on the bed didn't respond at all, and continued to fall asleep. Only the electrocardiogram beside him showed that Father Jiang was still alive.

There was only the ticking of the instruments in the room, and the chattering voice of Jiang Heyan talking to Jiang's father.

"I'm doing very well abroad now. If it weren't for your help, I wouldn't be where I am today. When will you wake up and come with me to my place for inspection?"

Jiang Heyan's mind is full of pictures of himself and Father Jiang getting along together in the past.

And the teachings that Father Jiang taught him.

When he went abroad, Father Jiang had won the opportunity for him.

Jiang Heyan didn't like to talk since he was a child, but he has a good mind. Jiang's father has always taken him with him.

He knew Jiang Heyan's talent and ability, so he tried his best to fight for a piece of sky for him, allowing him to fly freely.

But what Jiang Heyan didn't expect was that when he came back here after he became famous, Father Jiang couldn't see his achievements for so many years.

The car accident that year took away Jiang's mother's voice, and also deprived Jiang's father of the right to open his eyes.

Jiang Heyan took Jiang's father's hand and talked to him in front of Jiang's hospital bed, telling him how he has achieved his current status in these years.

"Dong dong dong" the door of the ward was knocked suddenly, and the nurse walked in quickly.

"Sir, can you let me scrub the patient's body first?"

The nurse looked at Jiang Heyan sitting here, presumably he is also a family member, although it is not good to affect him, but when the time comes, if you don't scrub, it is easy to get bedsores.

So he applied to Jiang Heyan with a big list.

"Leave it to me, I will come."

"This" the nurse hesitated, as if he didn't believe Jiang Heyan would do it.

"It's okay, I did it, give it to me."

Jiang Heyan took the basin from the nurse's hand and asked for towels, and began to operate skillfully.

He connected most of the basin of cold water and poured a lot of hot water.

Feeling that the temperature was right, he untied Father Jiang's clothes and slowly scrubbed him.

It seems that the nurse took good care of him. Jiang Heting was clean, and there was no peculiar smell in the house. There was even a faint fragrance, which came from the potted flowers on the windowsill.

After Jiang Heyan washed Father Jiang's body, he returned the things in his hand to the nurse.

"You are a good nurse, and you don't have bedsores on your body."

Jiang Heyan laughed and teased Father Jiang.

Jiang's father has always been obsessed with cleanliness. He is good at everything, but he has this problem. They have often teased him since they were young.