Are you sure you want to divorce me?

"..." Han Yufeng laughed angrily, but he didn't have the strength to pull the corner of his mouth, and then asked each word, "Who told you that I'm going to die?"

"He!" Wen Wenyao turned his head and looked at the doctor accusingly.The doctor looked puzzled, "When did I say such a thing?"

"Isn't that what you meant when you said 'there's not much time left'?"

"It's true that there is not much time! Hurry up and finish, we have to continue the rescue, and the bleeding has not stopped."

Wen Wenyao: "!!!" He hardly dared to turn his head to look at Han Yufeng now, for fear of seeing ridicule in his eyes.

After a long time, it was an oolong, and it was ridiculous to say such a thing in a hurry.As long as Han Yufeng wakes up, he will... what will happen to him?He didn't even think about it himself, but in the emergency just now, he blurted it out out of nowhere.

"Xiao Yao..."

"..."

"Xiao Yao..."

"What are you doing?" Wen Wenyao asked in a rough voice, but his head still didn't turn around, and the base of his neck was red for some reason.

"I'm out of strength..."

"What's the matter? What's the matter? Is it painful? You can bear it any longer...Doctor! Come here!"

Han Yufeng always knew what Wen Wenyao's weakness was. Every time he showed weakness, Wen Wenyao would immediately forget that he was still angry without principle, and instead cared about him.Maybe Wen Wenyao didn't realize it himself, his concern for him is like an instinct, even if he is angry like a puffer fish one second, he can put down his body and ask for warmth in the next second.How can people not love such a hard-spoken and soft-hearted young master?

Han Yufeng now felt that his heart was swollen as if it was stuffed with something.

"I……"

"Don't worry! Don't worry! Speak slowly..." Seeing Han Yufeng's breathless look, Wen Wenyao always felt inexplicably worried, as if the next second, this person would never talk to him again Same.

"..." Han Yufeng closed his eyes and slowly adjusted his breath for a while, then slowly said to Wen Wenyao, "I might... sleep for a while... the company's affairs... just trouble you with..."

Han Yufeng's voice became weaker and weaker as he spoke, and finally fell silent.Wen Wenyao felt something was wrong, so he tried to move him, but there was no response.

He passed out again.

Wen Wenyao was really scared out of his wits this time. He hurriedly shook Han Yufeng violently, patting his face from time to time, "Hey! Han Yufeng! Wake up, Han! You can't just be like this..."

"Pull him away!"

"Pull me for what? Get out!" Wen Wenyao clasped the iron pillars beside the rescue platform tightly with both hands, while resisting the doctor's movement to drag him away, he shouted to the people behind.

Upon seeing this, Director Ning stepped forward and pulled Wen Wenyao's arm, dragging him away from the emergency bed with one hand, "Young master, you have delayed our next first aid."

"..."

"That's right, the bleeding had almost stopped, but after being shaken like this by you, wouldn't it be serious again? I don't know if it was murder or not?"

"..." Wen Wenyao glared fiercely at the person who spoke, then turned around and wiped his face rudely.

Perhaps it was because Wen Wenyao had been watching from the side, and the subsequent rescue went relatively smoothly, and nothing happened to Han Yufeng. Therefore, Director Ning did not tell Wen Wenyao that when this person first pushed in, his blood pressure was low. At one time, it was too low to be measured, and the blood loss was too much, and it was almost necessary to call the blood bank to drop the blood.Fortunately, Han Yufeng supported all these by himself, and he woke up in time, telling himself not to scare the young master.

Ning An thought in his heart: "..."

The "dominant president" who loves his brain so much must not be the Han Yufeng he knows.It seems that since the moment when Wen Han and Wen Han's destiny trajectory began to intersect, some things have been derailed.

Wen Yehua finally found out about Han Yufeng's admission to the hospital, but he was on a business trip, so he couldn't get out for a while.However, he called his wife and asked her to visit his son-in-law instead of him, and reassure his son not to be too scared.

Although Wen Wenyao said "Master, I have never been afraid of anything", but it is undeniable that hearing his father's voice, his heart is still quite stable.

Only now, after being reminded by his father, did he finally understand that Han Yufeng called himself in urgently before he fell into a deep coma that day, which was an expression of extreme trust in himself.

If not, then he should be calling Ding Xiaosu instead of himself.Han Yufeng's behavior is equivalent to temporarily entrusting his entire wealth to him.

But what can I entrust to myself?Useless, theoretical and professional knowledge knows nothing.

When he was sitting beside the hospital bed in a daze, Ding Xiaosu woke him up with another sentence, "I remember, Master Wen graduated from Mengguo British University, right?"

Where can someone who can get a diploma from an Ivy League university be a mediocrity?It's just that he was too indulgent and relied on something in those four years, so he forgot his original role and ability for a while, and fell into a vicious circle of self-denial.

With Han Yufeng like this, in fact, he still needs to give himself a platform, a platform where he can flex his muscles.

Wen Wenyao feels that he can almost give up working in his own company, because there, no one is willing to teach him, and no one trusts him wholeheartedly. If he stays any longer, it will only make others laugh.

So, he made another phone call to Wen Yehua.

"What?! You're not working in Jiuding anymore? You're going to Chengfeng?!" Wen Yehua's voice was so louder than usual, his face was filled with horror, and he even walked aside to speak regardless of the presence of the opposing team Telephone.

He didn't understand, how could his son who was as stubborn as a donkey figured it out in such a short time?Just when he was puzzled, his son's firm voice came from the opposite side, "Yes, I want to study in Chengfeng for a period of time, and I also want to participate in the 'Medical Wine' project."

Wen Yehua pondered for a while, "Okay, this is your decision, and Dad supports you. I hope this time I won't spend three days fishing and two days drying the net, and make some achievements to show those stubborn guys. My Wen Yehua's Son, no worse than others."

"..." Wen Wenyao never expected that his father, who was always harsh on him, would say such perceptual words of encouragement to himself, which made his eyes a little hot for a while.

"Dad! Was I very self-willed before? Did I often get you into trouble?"

Wen Yehua said angrily, "Yes! Just don't cause trouble for Yu Feng in the future. This child is not easy, alas..."