ABO sugar and medicine
Chapter 54 CP54 "Don't even think about it!"
"Admiral!"
"Yu Shuye!!"
Qi Ling braved the bullets and ran to Yu Shuye's side. He handed in You Liwei's gun first, and then went to help Yu Shuye. Yan Fei also rushed over.
When he saw the blood on Yu Shuye's stomach, he was about to kill You Liwei immediately.
"Can't kill!!"
Yu Shuye's voice obviously weakened, but the momentum was still there, Yan Fei was puzzled: "Why not?"
"Can't kill him yet... take him back... don't kill him."
"Your Highness, please stop talking!"
Qi Ling's voice was so anxious that his tone changed. Yan Fei saw that he was wounded in the abdomen and looked particularly dangerous, so he finally shifted the focus.
"Go to the hospital first!"
Fortunately, there are veterans with field experience all around, who know how to deal with gunshot wounds in an emergency, and the car is parked not far away.
Yu Shuye was sent to the car with everyone's concerted efforts, his lips turned white with blood, and he was thinking about other things: "The phone..."
Only then did Yan Fei notice the ringtone of the phone.
He couldn't help cursing: "Who the hell is calling you now?! The signal was disrupted the whole time just now!"
Yu Shuye said weakly: "...don't scold...give me the phone, I'll answer it..."
Seeing his pity, Yan Fei began to untie the special pockets on his clothes. This place can store some necessities. Some people put family photos, and some people put emergency medicines.
Going through life and death on the battlefield, there must always be some psychological comfort.
Yu Shuye put a mobile phone that Yan Guiyun could get through at any time.
Yan Fei took out this mobile phone dedicated to special warfare, and glanced angrily at the caller by the way—the note was: such a big baby.
"..."
He still wanted to swallow that sentence more than being nasty.
Yu Shuye lost so much blood that he had no strength to hold the phone. With a little bit of consciousness, he asked Yan Fei to connect.
Yan Fei worried: "Are you serious? Yunyun will hear it."
"...I am dying of pain, listen to his voice, I can still live..."
"..."
Yan Fei motioned for everyone in the car to be quiet, then pressed the answer button, and stuck the phone to Yu Shuye's ear.
"Yu Shuye!"
"Why did you answer the phone? This is my sixth call!"
Yu Shuye could hear that Yunyun was a little angry, he tried his best to adjust his state and prepared to explain, but Yan Guiyun's voice suddenly softened again, full of worry: "Did something happen to you?"
"...No." Yu Shuye put all his strength into speaking, trying to make his voice sound normal.
"Xiaoyun, I just forgot to bring my mobile phone... I brought it with me."
"What were you doing just now?"
"I'm having an important meeting."
The punctuation started to be abnormal, and Yan Fei knew that he couldn't hold on any longer, so he signaled Yu Shuye with his eyes to turn the topic to his side.
Yu Shuye understood his painstaking efforts, and he didn't want Xiaoyun to worry about knowing that he was injured.
"Your brother is right beside me, do you want to talk to him?"
"Okay, are you all right?"
"Really..." His vision was already blurred, and he was about to lose his grip. Before he completely lost consciousness, Yu Shuye desperately said to Yan Guiyun on the phone: "I love you, Xiaoyun, I love you , love to the point of dying..."
He said this sentence with the mentality of leaving a will.
However, Yan Guiyun thought he was talking poorly, so he was coaxed immediately, and responded generously on the phone: "I love you too! When you come back, I will draw a new portrait of you, this time it is definitely not a stickman gone."
"it is good…"
Seeing that Yu Shuye was exhausted, Yan Fei quickly took the phone and changed the subject: "Xiao Yun, we have something to do here, so hang up first."
"Okay bro, but is Shuye really okay?"
Yan Fei looked at the blood-stained gauze on Yu Shuye's abdomen, and said against his will: "It's okay, it's fine. You can rest assured and study, and I'll test your homework when you go back."
He didn't hide it from Xiao Yun before he hung up the phone.
"...Yan Fei...judging and standing in danger..." Yu Shuye said with the last bit of strength: "...send someone back to protect him..."
"what?!"
Without waiting for Yan Fei to ask, Yu Shuye passed out completely.
The car drove to R Central Hospital at high speed, and when Admiral Yu was pushed to the operating room, more than half an hour had passed since he was shot.
Bleed all over the place.
The dean performed the surgery himself, and euphemistically said the worst situation before the operation: If the bullet hits an internal organ, it may be very dangerous.
Only then did Yan Fei realize how badly Yu Shuye was injured this time. Even if he was an iron man, he would lose half his life if he was shot in the abdomen. Before entering the operating room, he rushed to Yu Shuye and warned loudly:
"Yu Shuye, you live for me. If you die, I will turn around and find a better alpha for Xiaoyun. I will do what I say! Did you hear me fucking clearly?!"
……
Yan Guiyun hung up the phone, and when he put down the phone, he accidentally knocked over a bottle of paint at hand, and the red liquid spilled all over the floor, like blood. He suddenly felt that the color was dazzling, and his heart ached.
"Xiaoyun? What's the matter?"
Mrs. Yan happened to see this scene when she entered the studio, and she was startled. Yan Guiyun came back to her senses when she heard her mother's voice, and said, "I knocked over the paint."
"You didn't touch your hands, did you?" Ms. Yang walked to her son and checked carefully. The paint was not easy to wash off when it touched her hands. This was what she was distressed about. As for the 50ml bottle of watercolor that was knocked down, it didn't matter.
Yan Guiyun checked it himself, opened his sleeve and said, "I don't have it on my hand, it's just that the sleeve got a little bit here."
"Mom will take you to change clothes." While pushing the wheelchair, Madam Yan asked Aunt Li who was waiting outside to come in and tidy up the floor.
The color is difficult to deal with, and the young master is a little embarrassed, but he obviously can't clean it up by himself, so he can only say to Aunt Li, "I'm sorry."
Aunt Li is an old servant of the Yan family. She was by her side when Mrs. Yan was pregnant with Yan Fei. She saw how the Yan family survived the past 18 years. With this polite word, he quickly said: "No trouble, no trouble, this is all my duty."
She paused, and suddenly said to Ms. Yang: "Madam, my son will go to the city tomorrow, and he will stay in my small room for a few days as before, and will not enter the main house. I hope you approve."
"Okay." Madam Yan casually said, "How old is your child?"
She remembered that before Gui Yun was born, she had met Aunt Li's son, who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old at that time.
"Hey." Aunt Li sighed: "In his late thirties, he hasn't gotten married yet, and he hasn't accomplished anything. This time, he went to the city and said he wanted to start a small business. I think he can make something famous."
"Don't worry, some children are late bloomers. Now that you are old, you should enjoy the blessings of children and grandchildren in a few years."
Mrs. Yan felt sorry for this old servant who had served Yan's family for 30 years, and said: "If Li Cheng really can't find a way out, it won't be difficult for Xiao Fei to arrange a job for him when he comes back."
"Oh, how did this happen?" Aunt Li naturally knew that Yan's family arranged for her to have an iron rice bowl in all likelihood, which was a great kindness to a poor family like them with no background.
Aunt Li was deceived by bad guys when she was young. She gave birth to this son at the age of 19. Later, she went to work in the city. It is said that he is very rich, but he does not have to worry about food and clothing, and can afford to support his son and parents who are fostered in the countryside.
She has received many favors from the Yan family.
Although Yan Guiyun didn't understand the twists and turns, but he also knew that his mother was doing a good deed.
When Ms. Yang pushed her son to the living room, she happened to see her husband. Mr. Yan had just hung up the phone, and his face was a little dignified, but when he noticed that Xiaoyun was looking at him, he quickly adjusted his smiling face and refused to call him. See the difference.
Just recruit the housekeeper and ask him to send another thirty bodyguards to the house.
When Mrs. Yan heard this, she asked, "Why are you recruiting so many bodyguards all of a sudden?"
Yan Jingwei explained vaguely: "The current situation is unstable recently, so it is always right to take more precautions."
It's not that Ms. Yang doesn't understand anything, but she didn't mention it in front of Yun Yun. After sending Xiao Yun to the bedroom to rest, she asked her husband what was going on. Yan Jingwei said it was Yan Fei's intention.
"The remnants of the prisoner are still running around. Now that Shuye is not in the city, even to protect Xiaoyun, these bodyguards are necessary."
"So that's how it is." Madam Yan worried: "Xiaofei and the others are alright? Nothing happened, right?"
"...It's pretty good. With so many people, what can happen? Don't think about Lan Lan."
Yan Jingwei got up and took a glass of warm water and a tablet, which was the medicine that Mrs. Yan took for anxiety all the year round: "Take the medicine before going to sleep."
Ms. Yang shook her head: "For me, Yunyun is the best 'antidepressant'. Now I accompany him every day, looking at calligraphy and painting, and I feel very happy. I won't take these medicines. Tomorrow Let the doctor stop."
"Really?" The medicine is three-point poisonous, and Yan Jingwei didn't want his wife to take this medicine all the time, so he put down the pills: "Then just drink some water."
"You were sick because of Xiaoyun, and now you are recovering because of Xiaoyun." He said with some sadness: "Fortunately, Xiaoyun came back to us, otherwise I would almost lose you too."
Mrs. Yan hugged her husband, and comforted her in turn: "It's all over. From now on, we can only live a good life, and we can't let him suffer even a little bit."
……
On the second day, when Yan Guiyun went to sketch in his garden, he saw more than ten bodyguards in black around the garden. These alphas were too conspicuous, blocking the scenery he wanted to paint, so Young Master Yan decided to find another way , glanced at those people, and finally picked a handsome guy with good looks: "Can you stand across from me?"
The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, and did so without asking why.
Yan Guiyun changed a pair of sketching pencils, and compared them to this handsome guy, the tip of the pen finally landed on the paper: "I'll draw a sketch for you. Just stand still."
bodyguard:"……"
Don't dare to move. Don't dare to move.
However, when there was movement at the door, he still turned his head to look abruptly. Aunt Li was startled by his fierce and vigilant eyes. The luggage in his hand almost dropped, but fortunately, Li Cheng caught it in time.
"Who are you?" The bodyguard looked at Li Cheng and asked.
"Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand." Aunt Li said quickly: "He is my son, he will only live here for a few days, and he has already reported to his wife. We won't enter the main house, don't worry."
After listening to the whole conversation last night, Yan Guiyun knew it was a misunderstanding, so he helped to confirm Aunt Li's words, and the bodyguard let down his vigilance.
At this moment, Li Cheng looked at Yan Guiyun and said, "Master, you, hello."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Yan Guiyun could tell, was he stuttering?
He is tall and big, with strong muscles, but he has a stammer.
"Hello." The young master replied out of politeness, then he stopped paying attention and continued to practice his sketches. The bodyguard also turned his head to make it easier for Young Master Yan to draw.
At night, before Yan Guiyun called Yu Shuye, Yan Fei called back first.
Yan Fei dialed this call from outside the intensive care unit. Yu Shuye's operation was successful, the bullet did not hurt any internal organs, and his life was really serious, but he has not yet woken up. The doctor conservatively estimated that he would be in a coma for two days. Yan Fei must find a way to prevent Gui Yun from becoming suspicious.
He called Gui Yun directly and made up an excuse, saying that Yu Shuye might not be able to call him because of the many meetings these days.
Yan Guiyun asked: "Don't you even have time to make a phone call?"
"This time the schedule is too tight, but after these two days of busy work, I will be able to free up my hands."
"Okay, so he's in a meeting now?"
"...Yes." Yan Fei glanced at the sleeping Yu Shuye through the glass, afraid that Xiaoyun would not believe him, and said, "It will be all right after these two days, Xiaoyun be good."
"Two days is two days, I can wait, don't make trouble."
"Yeah." Yan Fei asked Xiaoyun to give the phone to his mother again, he was afraid that if he talked too much with Xiaoyun, he would reveal his secrets.
Madam Yan answered the phone and said that everything was fine at home.
Yan Fei asked, "Is the bodyguard I sent home that day in place?"
"I came here last night, and this morning Xiaoyun picked one to practice sketching, and the drawing looks good." Ms. Yang smiled and said, "Xiao Fei, my brother's drawing talent is a little bit higher than yours."
"This is a good thing." Knowing that Xiaoyun lived a fulfilling life every day, Yan Fei felt a little more relaxed: "Xiaoyun has just grown up, and now he finds that these talents should be cultivated as soon as possible, and there is still time for everything."
"You are already the great pride of the Yan family. Mom strives to raise my younger brother to be a little pride."
The mother and son chatted happily, and before hanging up the phone, Yan Fei asked one more question worriedly: "Mother, is there any outsider at home recently?"
"Huh? Except for the bodyguards, Aunt Li's son has come to stay for a few days."
Yan Fei knew about Li Cheng, and Li Cheng came to help when Yan's garden was being renovated a few years ago.
He was a little relieved, originally wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the nurse in the ward ringing the bell, and he hung up the phone in a hurry, just as the dean rushed over.
Yan Fei was stopped by the nurse outside the ward, and waited anxiously for about 10 minutes. The attending doctor came out with a happy expression on his face: "The general is awake."
A stone in Yan Fei's heart was put down, and he would be able to live when he woke up, so Xiao Yun didn't have to feel sad for him.
Originally, it was not easy to visit the patient when he just woke up, but the doctor said that Yu Shuye insisted on seeing him, so Yan Fei walked into the ward.
Yu Shuye was trapped under the quilt, with an oxygen mask on his face, and his voice was lower than that of a mosquito.
After listening for a while, Yan Fei couldn't understand, so he lost his patience. Just as he was about to walk away, Yu Shuye suddenly raised his hand and grabbed him. The force grabbed Yan Fei abruptly, and Yan Fei secretly cursed that Senior A was really Is it made of iron?You can still have so much strength after being shot!
When he turned around, he saw Yu Shuye dripping with cold sweat in pain, and then he softened his heart: "What do you want to say?"
He first took the initiative to tell the situation: "You Liwei is not dead, I locked him up."
"You said Xiaoyun was in danger, but you didn't say what danger it was, but I still sent someone home to guard it, don't worry."
Yu Shuye endured the terrible pain for a while, and then raised his strength: "You...you said you want to find a new alpha for Xiaoyun?"
"..." Yan Fei said happily, "So you can hear it?"
Before entering the operating room, Yu Shuye had lost too much blood and fell into a coma. Yan Fei was afraid that he would die like this, so he provoked him with words, but he didn't expect this person to really listen.
Yu Shuye was still a little dizzy, and he took it completely seriously. He retorted weakly and seriously:
"Don't even think about it!"
"Yu Shuye!!"
Qi Ling braved the bullets and ran to Yu Shuye's side. He handed in You Liwei's gun first, and then went to help Yu Shuye. Yan Fei also rushed over.
When he saw the blood on Yu Shuye's stomach, he was about to kill You Liwei immediately.
"Can't kill!!"
Yu Shuye's voice obviously weakened, but the momentum was still there, Yan Fei was puzzled: "Why not?"
"Can't kill him yet... take him back... don't kill him."
"Your Highness, please stop talking!"
Qi Ling's voice was so anxious that his tone changed. Yan Fei saw that he was wounded in the abdomen and looked particularly dangerous, so he finally shifted the focus.
"Go to the hospital first!"
Fortunately, there are veterans with field experience all around, who know how to deal with gunshot wounds in an emergency, and the car is parked not far away.
Yu Shuye was sent to the car with everyone's concerted efforts, his lips turned white with blood, and he was thinking about other things: "The phone..."
Only then did Yan Fei notice the ringtone of the phone.
He couldn't help cursing: "Who the hell is calling you now?! The signal was disrupted the whole time just now!"
Yu Shuye said weakly: "...don't scold...give me the phone, I'll answer it..."
Seeing his pity, Yan Fei began to untie the special pockets on his clothes. This place can store some necessities. Some people put family photos, and some people put emergency medicines.
Going through life and death on the battlefield, there must always be some psychological comfort.
Yu Shuye put a mobile phone that Yan Guiyun could get through at any time.
Yan Fei took out this mobile phone dedicated to special warfare, and glanced angrily at the caller by the way—the note was: such a big baby.
"..."
He still wanted to swallow that sentence more than being nasty.
Yu Shuye lost so much blood that he had no strength to hold the phone. With a little bit of consciousness, he asked Yan Fei to connect.
Yan Fei worried: "Are you serious? Yunyun will hear it."
"...I am dying of pain, listen to his voice, I can still live..."
"..."
Yan Fei motioned for everyone in the car to be quiet, then pressed the answer button, and stuck the phone to Yu Shuye's ear.
"Yu Shuye!"
"Why did you answer the phone? This is my sixth call!"
Yu Shuye could hear that Yunyun was a little angry, he tried his best to adjust his state and prepared to explain, but Yan Guiyun's voice suddenly softened again, full of worry: "Did something happen to you?"
"...No." Yu Shuye put all his strength into speaking, trying to make his voice sound normal.
"Xiaoyun, I just forgot to bring my mobile phone... I brought it with me."
"What were you doing just now?"
"I'm having an important meeting."
The punctuation started to be abnormal, and Yan Fei knew that he couldn't hold on any longer, so he signaled Yu Shuye with his eyes to turn the topic to his side.
Yu Shuye understood his painstaking efforts, and he didn't want Xiaoyun to worry about knowing that he was injured.
"Your brother is right beside me, do you want to talk to him?"
"Okay, are you all right?"
"Really..." His vision was already blurred, and he was about to lose his grip. Before he completely lost consciousness, Yu Shuye desperately said to Yan Guiyun on the phone: "I love you, Xiaoyun, I love you , love to the point of dying..."
He said this sentence with the mentality of leaving a will.
However, Yan Guiyun thought he was talking poorly, so he was coaxed immediately, and responded generously on the phone: "I love you too! When you come back, I will draw a new portrait of you, this time it is definitely not a stickman gone."
"it is good…"
Seeing that Yu Shuye was exhausted, Yan Fei quickly took the phone and changed the subject: "Xiao Yun, we have something to do here, so hang up first."
"Okay bro, but is Shuye really okay?"
Yan Fei looked at the blood-stained gauze on Yu Shuye's abdomen, and said against his will: "It's okay, it's fine. You can rest assured and study, and I'll test your homework when you go back."
He didn't hide it from Xiao Yun before he hung up the phone.
"...Yan Fei...judging and standing in danger..." Yu Shuye said with the last bit of strength: "...send someone back to protect him..."
"what?!"
Without waiting for Yan Fei to ask, Yu Shuye passed out completely.
The car drove to R Central Hospital at high speed, and when Admiral Yu was pushed to the operating room, more than half an hour had passed since he was shot.
Bleed all over the place.
The dean performed the surgery himself, and euphemistically said the worst situation before the operation: If the bullet hits an internal organ, it may be very dangerous.
Only then did Yan Fei realize how badly Yu Shuye was injured this time. Even if he was an iron man, he would lose half his life if he was shot in the abdomen. Before entering the operating room, he rushed to Yu Shuye and warned loudly:
"Yu Shuye, you live for me. If you die, I will turn around and find a better alpha for Xiaoyun. I will do what I say! Did you hear me fucking clearly?!"
……
Yan Guiyun hung up the phone, and when he put down the phone, he accidentally knocked over a bottle of paint at hand, and the red liquid spilled all over the floor, like blood. He suddenly felt that the color was dazzling, and his heart ached.
"Xiaoyun? What's the matter?"
Mrs. Yan happened to see this scene when she entered the studio, and she was startled. Yan Guiyun came back to her senses when she heard her mother's voice, and said, "I knocked over the paint."
"You didn't touch your hands, did you?" Ms. Yang walked to her son and checked carefully. The paint was not easy to wash off when it touched her hands. This was what she was distressed about. As for the 50ml bottle of watercolor that was knocked down, it didn't matter.
Yan Guiyun checked it himself, opened his sleeve and said, "I don't have it on my hand, it's just that the sleeve got a little bit here."
"Mom will take you to change clothes." While pushing the wheelchair, Madam Yan asked Aunt Li who was waiting outside to come in and tidy up the floor.
The color is difficult to deal with, and the young master is a little embarrassed, but he obviously can't clean it up by himself, so he can only say to Aunt Li, "I'm sorry."
Aunt Li is an old servant of the Yan family. She was by her side when Mrs. Yan was pregnant with Yan Fei. She saw how the Yan family survived the past 18 years. With this polite word, he quickly said: "No trouble, no trouble, this is all my duty."
She paused, and suddenly said to Ms. Yang: "Madam, my son will go to the city tomorrow, and he will stay in my small room for a few days as before, and will not enter the main house. I hope you approve."
"Okay." Madam Yan casually said, "How old is your child?"
She remembered that before Gui Yun was born, she had met Aunt Li's son, who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old at that time.
"Hey." Aunt Li sighed: "In his late thirties, he hasn't gotten married yet, and he hasn't accomplished anything. This time, he went to the city and said he wanted to start a small business. I think he can make something famous."
"Don't worry, some children are late bloomers. Now that you are old, you should enjoy the blessings of children and grandchildren in a few years."
Mrs. Yan felt sorry for this old servant who had served Yan's family for 30 years, and said: "If Li Cheng really can't find a way out, it won't be difficult for Xiao Fei to arrange a job for him when he comes back."
"Oh, how did this happen?" Aunt Li naturally knew that Yan's family arranged for her to have an iron rice bowl in all likelihood, which was a great kindness to a poor family like them with no background.
Aunt Li was deceived by bad guys when she was young. She gave birth to this son at the age of 19. Later, she went to work in the city. It is said that he is very rich, but he does not have to worry about food and clothing, and can afford to support his son and parents who are fostered in the countryside.
She has received many favors from the Yan family.
Although Yan Guiyun didn't understand the twists and turns, but he also knew that his mother was doing a good deed.
When Ms. Yang pushed her son to the living room, she happened to see her husband. Mr. Yan had just hung up the phone, and his face was a little dignified, but when he noticed that Xiaoyun was looking at him, he quickly adjusted his smiling face and refused to call him. See the difference.
Just recruit the housekeeper and ask him to send another thirty bodyguards to the house.
When Mrs. Yan heard this, she asked, "Why are you recruiting so many bodyguards all of a sudden?"
Yan Jingwei explained vaguely: "The current situation is unstable recently, so it is always right to take more precautions."
It's not that Ms. Yang doesn't understand anything, but she didn't mention it in front of Yun Yun. After sending Xiao Yun to the bedroom to rest, she asked her husband what was going on. Yan Jingwei said it was Yan Fei's intention.
"The remnants of the prisoner are still running around. Now that Shuye is not in the city, even to protect Xiaoyun, these bodyguards are necessary."
"So that's how it is." Madam Yan worried: "Xiaofei and the others are alright? Nothing happened, right?"
"...It's pretty good. With so many people, what can happen? Don't think about Lan Lan."
Yan Jingwei got up and took a glass of warm water and a tablet, which was the medicine that Mrs. Yan took for anxiety all the year round: "Take the medicine before going to sleep."
Ms. Yang shook her head: "For me, Yunyun is the best 'antidepressant'. Now I accompany him every day, looking at calligraphy and painting, and I feel very happy. I won't take these medicines. Tomorrow Let the doctor stop."
"Really?" The medicine is three-point poisonous, and Yan Jingwei didn't want his wife to take this medicine all the time, so he put down the pills: "Then just drink some water."
"You were sick because of Xiaoyun, and now you are recovering because of Xiaoyun." He said with some sadness: "Fortunately, Xiaoyun came back to us, otherwise I would almost lose you too."
Mrs. Yan hugged her husband, and comforted her in turn: "It's all over. From now on, we can only live a good life, and we can't let him suffer even a little bit."
……
On the second day, when Yan Guiyun went to sketch in his garden, he saw more than ten bodyguards in black around the garden. These alphas were too conspicuous, blocking the scenery he wanted to paint, so Young Master Yan decided to find another way , glanced at those people, and finally picked a handsome guy with good looks: "Can you stand across from me?"
The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, and did so without asking why.
Yan Guiyun changed a pair of sketching pencils, and compared them to this handsome guy, the tip of the pen finally landed on the paper: "I'll draw a sketch for you. Just stand still."
bodyguard:"……"
Don't dare to move. Don't dare to move.
However, when there was movement at the door, he still turned his head to look abruptly. Aunt Li was startled by his fierce and vigilant eyes. The luggage in his hand almost dropped, but fortunately, Li Cheng caught it in time.
"Who are you?" The bodyguard looked at Li Cheng and asked.
"Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand." Aunt Li said quickly: "He is my son, he will only live here for a few days, and he has already reported to his wife. We won't enter the main house, don't worry."
After listening to the whole conversation last night, Yan Guiyun knew it was a misunderstanding, so he helped to confirm Aunt Li's words, and the bodyguard let down his vigilance.
At this moment, Li Cheng looked at Yan Guiyun and said, "Master, you, hello."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Yan Guiyun could tell, was he stuttering?
He is tall and big, with strong muscles, but he has a stammer.
"Hello." The young master replied out of politeness, then he stopped paying attention and continued to practice his sketches. The bodyguard also turned his head to make it easier for Young Master Yan to draw.
At night, before Yan Guiyun called Yu Shuye, Yan Fei called back first.
Yan Fei dialed this call from outside the intensive care unit. Yu Shuye's operation was successful, the bullet did not hurt any internal organs, and his life was really serious, but he has not yet woken up. The doctor conservatively estimated that he would be in a coma for two days. Yan Fei must find a way to prevent Gui Yun from becoming suspicious.
He called Gui Yun directly and made up an excuse, saying that Yu Shuye might not be able to call him because of the many meetings these days.
Yan Guiyun asked: "Don't you even have time to make a phone call?"
"This time the schedule is too tight, but after these two days of busy work, I will be able to free up my hands."
"Okay, so he's in a meeting now?"
"...Yes." Yan Fei glanced at the sleeping Yu Shuye through the glass, afraid that Xiaoyun would not believe him, and said, "It will be all right after these two days, Xiaoyun be good."
"Two days is two days, I can wait, don't make trouble."
"Yeah." Yan Fei asked Xiaoyun to give the phone to his mother again, he was afraid that if he talked too much with Xiaoyun, he would reveal his secrets.
Madam Yan answered the phone and said that everything was fine at home.
Yan Fei asked, "Is the bodyguard I sent home that day in place?"
"I came here last night, and this morning Xiaoyun picked one to practice sketching, and the drawing looks good." Ms. Yang smiled and said, "Xiao Fei, my brother's drawing talent is a little bit higher than yours."
"This is a good thing." Knowing that Xiaoyun lived a fulfilling life every day, Yan Fei felt a little more relaxed: "Xiaoyun has just grown up, and now he finds that these talents should be cultivated as soon as possible, and there is still time for everything."
"You are already the great pride of the Yan family. Mom strives to raise my younger brother to be a little pride."
The mother and son chatted happily, and before hanging up the phone, Yan Fei asked one more question worriedly: "Mother, is there any outsider at home recently?"
"Huh? Except for the bodyguards, Aunt Li's son has come to stay for a few days."
Yan Fei knew about Li Cheng, and Li Cheng came to help when Yan's garden was being renovated a few years ago.
He was a little relieved, originally wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the nurse in the ward ringing the bell, and he hung up the phone in a hurry, just as the dean rushed over.
Yan Fei was stopped by the nurse outside the ward, and waited anxiously for about 10 minutes. The attending doctor came out with a happy expression on his face: "The general is awake."
A stone in Yan Fei's heart was put down, and he would be able to live when he woke up, so Xiao Yun didn't have to feel sad for him.
Originally, it was not easy to visit the patient when he just woke up, but the doctor said that Yu Shuye insisted on seeing him, so Yan Fei walked into the ward.
Yu Shuye was trapped under the quilt, with an oxygen mask on his face, and his voice was lower than that of a mosquito.
After listening for a while, Yan Fei couldn't understand, so he lost his patience. Just as he was about to walk away, Yu Shuye suddenly raised his hand and grabbed him. The force grabbed Yan Fei abruptly, and Yan Fei secretly cursed that Senior A was really Is it made of iron?You can still have so much strength after being shot!
When he turned around, he saw Yu Shuye dripping with cold sweat in pain, and then he softened his heart: "What do you want to say?"
He first took the initiative to tell the situation: "You Liwei is not dead, I locked him up."
"You said Xiaoyun was in danger, but you didn't say what danger it was, but I still sent someone home to guard it, don't worry."
Yu Shuye endured the terrible pain for a while, and then raised his strength: "You...you said you want to find a new alpha for Xiaoyun?"
"..." Yan Fei said happily, "So you can hear it?"
Before entering the operating room, Yu Shuye had lost too much blood and fell into a coma. Yan Fei was afraid that he would die like this, so he provoked him with words, but he didn't expect this person to really listen.
Yu Shuye was still a little dizzy, and he took it completely seriously. He retorted weakly and seriously:
"Don't even think about it!"
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