After the president recognized me as a savior

After confirming that the document was not tampered with in any way, Yan Zhengguo took the document and wanted to return to the company.It's just that when he passed by the doctor's office, he saw Yan Wenzhou struggling to push the wheelchair.

There was a sudden flash of light in his eyes.

Since my good nephew is working so hard, why not help him!

Thinking of this, a bit of mischief flashed in his eyes.As for the meeting in the company, he is not in a hurry.After all, I am the boss of that company, without the information in my hand, they would not be able to hold that meeting.

Before the person arrives, listen to his voice first.

"Qian Zhou, where are you going?"

Hearing the voice from behind, Yan Wenzhou's eyes flashed with disgust.It's just that the moment he turned his head, all the emotions had already disappeared from his eyes.

He said politely, "Uncle, I'm just going downstairs to get some air."

After getting the answer, Yan Zhengguo nodded, and asked seemingly kindly, "Has your assistant not come back yet?"

"He should be soon."

Yan Wenzhou shook his head, with a bit of indifference in his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Yan Zhengguo suddenly thought of making fun of him.She seemed to be a little dissatisfied and said, "Your assistant is here to serve you. You have a handicap, and he didn't know where he went. Such an assistant is really not qualified!"

Speaking of which, before Yan Wenzhou could speak, he spoke directly.

"How about this! You are not good as an assistant. Uncle has other careful people here. Let me send one to take care of you! It will not be inconvenient for you to go anywhere by yourself."

Yan Wenzhou tactfully refused, "No need, uncle, you are full of talented people. If you come to be my wheelchair-pushing assistant, you will be too talented."

When Yan Zhengguo heard what he said, he smiled heartily.

"Why are you being polite to uncle! Your business is my business. If you have trouble with your legs and feet, if uncle can help you, he will definitely help you."

Having said that, it's just that he couldn't avoid a bit of complacency in his eyes.

Just like what Yan Wenzhou said, all of his staff are recruited from top companies.How could he put these people by Yan Wenzhou's side as an assistant pushing the wheelchair?
"Wenzhou knows your kindness, but I really don't need it. My assistant is still available."

In response to his repeated refusals, Yan Zhengguo put on a straight face, as if a little dissatisfied, "Why are you and uncle so polite! I've said it all, your business is my business, what can you do?" Uncle is capable when he helps you."

When talking, they have come to the downhill path in front of the elevator.

Looking at the downhill road in front of him, Yan Zhengguo's eyes flashed with malice.

Aren't you in a wheelchair?Then it doesn't make any difference.

Thinking of this, his subordinates relaxed slightly.

The moment the wheelchair was released, Yan Wenzhou had already felt it.Subconsciously, he seemed to get up.However, relying on his perseverance, he seemed to be glued to the wheelchair.

Yan Zhengguo naturally noticed the previous scene, and a little doubt flashed in his eyes.

Aren't Yan Wenzhou's legs already useless?He has been sitting in a wheelchair for so many years, can he still get up?

Just as he was thinking, the wheelchair slid straight down.

Yan Wenzhou, who had lost control of his wheelchair, seemed to be about to fall to the ground!

"Uncle!"

This exclamation made Yan Zhengguo cast aside the suspicion in his eyes.

At this moment, he was really relieved.Under his own behavior, he couldn't even get up in the wheelchair.Moreover, he seemed to have signs of struggling to get up, but just looking at him like this, he was unsuccessful.All this is enough to show that his legs really can't stand up.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhengguo came back to his senses and shouted directly.

"Hey, I'm here! Oh, I just slipped my hand and didn't hold your wheelchair. Wait a minute, uncle will come here soon."

The wheels under the wheelchair turned quickly, and it was already some distance away from where Yan Zhengguo was.

"Uncle, come quickly."

Although Yan Wenzhou shouted, his eyes were full of coldness.

Yan Zhengguo had already answered him, but the movements of his feet were slow and leisurely, without any intention of running over to stop the wheelchair from sliding down.Yan Zhengguo naturally didn't care about Yan Wenzhou who had already lost his legs.However, if it could make his leg injury worse, he would also like to see it.

Just at this critical moment, the elevator door opened.

Yan Wenzhou's assistant came out from inside.

He seemed to hear Yan Wenzhou calling, but he thought it was his own illusion.Logically speaking, Yan Wenzhou was either in the office or in old man Yan's ward.How could it appear in the stairwell?
However, the moment he turned around, he saw Yan Wenzhou who was rowing towards him in a wheelchair.

His eyes instantly enlarged, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

It's just that subconscious actions are always faster than thoughts.

He ran over directly to stop the wheelchair from turning, and looked at Yan Wenzhou who was sitting on it and jumped suddenly, a little worry flashed in his eyes.

"Master, are you alright?"

Listening to his subconscious question, Yan Wenzhou shook his head, "I'm fine, my uncle is still behind."

A simple sentence made the assistant understand his current situation.

The assistant nodded invisibly, "Understood, young master."

At this moment, Yan Zhengguo trotted over.Of course he saw the scene where the assistant intercepted the wheelchair, so he ran over.

"Wen Zhou, are you okay? I was so sorry just now! If it wasn't because of my slippery hands, you wouldn't be surprised."

"It's okay, uncle. There should be something else in your company. You can go first. It's enough for me to have an assistant here."

Hearing his words, she looked at Yan Wenzhou's slightly pale face.Yan Zhengguo's eyes flashed a bit of complacency, but he greeted falsely, "Are you really all right?"

"nothing."

Yan Wenzhou shook his head and said no more.

Seeing this, Yan Zhengguo said goodbye and left.

"Master, I'll push you to Dr. Su's office and ask her to check you up."

Yan Wenzhou nodded, but did not speak.

After the assistant saw that Yan Zhengguo had left, he pushed his wheelchair towards Su Feiran's office.

After Su Feiran checked the ward and returned to the office, he saw Yan Wenzhou and his assistant duo waiting inside.

She couldn't help joking, "Are you addicted to my office?"