No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Shiyan hung up the phone.

He took the car keys from Meng Yan's hand and said in a gloomy voice: "Jinfan is in the hospital, let's go there now."

Meng Yan didn't ask and just followed him closely.

At this moment, Qin Shiyi and Xia Bingqing were no longer important. Only Jin Fan and their son came first. Qiao Shiyan even forgot about drinking at night, so he opened the car and got into the driver's seat.

Meng Yan also got into the car.

While fastening his seat belt, Qiao Shiyan made another phone call, and it was to Mr. Shen.

He didn't call Mr. Shen or the old man. He called Shen Ci directly. He said, "Shen Ci, if Qiao Jinfan loses a hair, I, Qiao Shiyan, will be at odds with the Shen family."

Over there, Mr. Shen was silent...

Qiao Shiyan threw away the phone.

He stepped on the accelerator and the BMW drove towards the hospital.

The car window was lowered and the night breeze blew in.

Meng Yan sat next to him and remained silent. At some point, probably at the red light at the next intersection, a warm palm gently touched the back of her hand. He did not speak, and she did not refuse.

Now, she needs this warmth...

Half an hour later, the car stopped downstairs in the inpatient department.

In the most advanced ward of City B Hospital, Qiao Shiyan and Meng Yan saw Jin Fan and their son. He was sitting on the sofa, but his sleeves were rolled up, and there was a white patch on his elbow. The tape was obviously from someone who had just had blood drawn.

At the door of the ward, lights gathered——

Jinfan called daddy in a low voice.

Qiao Shiyan's expression was extremely ugly, but when he walked to Jin Fan, he still touched his son's head gently and said in a gentle tone: "How much blood was drawn?"

Jinfan pursed his lips and said, "500 ml."

"500ml?"

Qiao Shiyan repeated it softly, and then he looked at the Shen family in the ward, including Mr. Shen, Mr. and Mrs. Shen Cishu, Mr. and Mrs. Shen Zishan... and of course, the 3-year-old child lying on the bed.

Qiao Shiyan ran away on the spot.

He grabbed Shen Cishu by the collar and punched him violently. He was a strong man and had been involved in various religions. How could Shen Cishu, a gentle man, withstand such a punch? Blood splattered on the spot...

Qiao Shiyan was really horribly violent.

Everyone in the Shen family was shocked on the spot. They knew that Qiao Shiyan was not easy to mess with, but they had never thought that he could be so violent!

After one punch, Qiao Shiyan did not let go of Shen Cishu and punched him twice more.

Shen Cishu's nose was broken.

Shen Zishan wanted to persuade him, but Qiao Shiyan grabbed him and kicked him hard against the door.

After the beating, he pointed at Shen Ci: "You didn't even say hello, but you took 500 ml of my son's blood. It was used to save your great-grandson, right? And what about Jinfan, isn't it also bleeding from the Shen family? His blood? He is only 7 years old. What is the difference between you and a beast? You think he has no father and mother, right? I, Qiao Shiyan, am dead, right?"

If he didn't find anyone else, he would grab Shen Cishu!

Right in the ward, beat him up hard!

While beating Shen Dishu, he said sternly: "As much blood as you draw from Qiao Jinfan, I will beat you out, otherwise you Shen family members will not have a long memory."

Shen Cishu's wife rushed over.

She shouted loudly: "How can you beat someone? Isn't Jinfan a member of the Shen family? What's wrong with drawing some blood to save my son?"

Qiao Shiyan grabbed her hair.

A slap in the face.

"You think I don't hit women? Who is your family?"