The cute cub is weak and helpless, and does not want to become popular [Entertainment Circle]

In the afternoon of the next day, Yuan Zheng asked his friend Zhou Shujun's private hospital for help, and sent a special car from the hospital to Tang's house to pick up Grandpa Tang's family.

Grandpa Chen arrived at the hospital in Yuan Zheng's car.

In the senior VIP ward, two experts invited by Zhou Shujun, doctors from the hospital, and several professional doctors conducted systematic diagnosis and treatment for Grandpa Tang.

Grandpa Tang's illness has been complicated in the past few years, and there is a thick stack of medical records alone.

Ms. Tang thought carefully and brought all the medicine boxes she had taken in the past six months to facilitate the doctor to analyze the condition.

While Grandpa Tang was being sent in for diagnosis and treatment, Ms. Tang kept expressing her gratitude to Grandpa Chen and Yuan Zheng, tears streaming down her face after a few words.

Yuan Zheng was not familiar with this lady. Seeing that Grandpa Chen seemed inconvenient to reveal too much information, he consciously stepped aside to deal with his own affairs.

He sat casually on the leather chair in the waiting area, his stern demeanor was rare, which inevitably attracted the attention of sporadic passers-by.

The little nurses in the private hospital sneaked away and gathered in the nurse center on the floor to gossip.

"Who is that handsome guy? Which family member of the patient? Why haven't I seen it?"

A male nurse whispered: "Hey, if the nose line on the side of my face when I bowed my head, if it grows on my face, I can wake up laughing from my dreams."

Another nurse said: "You should really wake up. It was given by God, don't think about it."

The person in charge of the nurse center beat them: "Don't gossip, didn't you see that Director Huang asked several old doctors to come? This is the friend of our biggest boss."

Someone asked: "Boss? Could it be Boss Zhou from the headquarters? Wow, another young talent!"

The person in charge nodded and waved the notepad: "Hurry up and get busy, I didn't see you working hard."

The nurses hurriedly took the trays, prepared the medicines, and scattered the birds and beasts.

When passing by Yuan Zheng, he still couldn't help secretly watching this tall, handsome guy with a cold face.

Yuan Zheng used the business tablet to reply to several important emails, and contacted Zhou Shujun again.

After 10 minutes, he twisted his neck and rested his slender arm on the back of the chair on the other side.

Unconsciously, the image of the little one appeared in my mind. When I went out just now, I grabbed his hand, raised my little head, and said to him obediently and softly: "Uncle and grandpa are going home early."

It's so cute now, how cute and likable would it be when it was a few years ago, when it was just born, when it was a babbling toddler?

Yuan Zheng didn't dare to think too much, in this thought he always had self-blame and regret that followed him everywhere.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the end of the corridor.

Yuan Zheng thought it was a passing medical staff, so he didn't take it seriously, and slowly raised his eyes, only to see a familiar figure approaching.

Ye Nanzhou is wearing a very loose white shirt with a small stand-up collar today. The front hem is casually tucked into the leather dark blue belt, and the arc hem is left outside. When walking fast, the back hem of the shirt is slightly raised in the wind, making him look young Shu Lang.

Yuan Zheng stood up unconsciously, without thinking, Grandpa Chen must have told his brother in advance.

Grandpa Chen was very embarrassed when he saw Ye Nanzhou, and explained to Yuan Zheng in a low voice: "Xiao Yuan, in fact, your brother has a relationship with Old Tang. After thinking about it, I still have to invite your brother."

Yuan Zheng understood, and said in a deep voice, "I understand. Uncle Chen, it's okay."

Grandpa Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Nanzhou walked up to him, Yuan Zheng's dark eyes completely imprinted his expression in his mind, he pouted: "It's inside, the doctor is checking."

"Yeah." Ye Nanzhou nodded briefly, and greeted Ms. Tang, and they chatted.

Yuan Zheng sat back in the chair wisely, with a calm expression on his face, but his eyes were always around his brother's profile indifferently.

When Ye Nanzhou was standing, his figure was tall and straight, but it was not deliberately upright, but natural and relaxed, with a kind of natural elegance.

He occasionally raises his hand while speaking, and there are a few movements, but they are not overly exaggerated, and always remain within a range that makes the interlocutor feel like a spring breeze.

Yuan Zheng pressed the tip of his tongue hard against the roof of his mouth, and finally gritted his teeth.

He had to admit that his brother had fascinated him for ten years.

After Ye Nanzhou finished chatting with Ms. Tang, he suddenly turned around and slammed into Yuan Zheng's black eyes.

Like a cloud of ink, a vortex swept over Ye Nanzhou.

Ye Nanzhou coughed lightly and walked forward slowly.

Yuan Zheng sat in a seemingly casual posture, but the moment his brother walked over, his back was stiff.

Walking to the chair, Ye Nanzhou habitually picked up the trouser legs of his suit trousers, sat down, unbuttoned the rolled up cuffs of his shirt, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Chen told me about Mr. Tang, it was you I found a friend and invited a doctor from another place. Thank you."

When he spoke, he was seriously rolling up his sleeves, as if he was looking for the most comfortable state.

Yuan Zheng stared at the cold white skin on the inside of his forearm, swallowed unconsciously, put one long leg on top of the other, and the upper knee was facing Ye Nanzhou's direction.

Suddenly he had an uncontrollable impulse, raised his brows slightly, and lowered his deep voice: "Brother, I want to hear you say—'Ah Zheng, thank you'."

This sentence reminded Ye Nanzhou of another sentence——

"Brother, call me by my name! Quick, I want to hear you call me Ah Zheng!"

At that time, it was always accompanied by the domineering and fiery pressing step by step and the endless whispering and lingering...

The inappropriate memory made Ye Nanzhou frowned. He moved to the other side almost invisibly, and the movement of rolling up his sleeves became faster. Finally, he coughed lightly and glanced coldly at the man beside him.

Yuan Zheng understood the meaning in an instant—be restrained.

But Ye Nanzhou's eye ends are so delicate, they are slightly hooked up, and even when his brows are straight and cold, there is an indescribable beauty.

Or maybe it's just that Yuan Zheng harbors evil intentions, so from this glance, he associates Ye Nanzhou's countless emotional moments.

"Xiaoye!" Grandpa Chen interrupted the floating ambiguity between the two.

Yuan Zheng put down his long legs and changed back to his original posture. He picked up the tablet on the other side and began to check the work mailbox and reply to the messages from the executives.

Ye Nanzhou said to Grandpa Chen: "Uncle Chen, don't worry, if there are many doctors, it should take some time."

Just after finishing speaking, a nurse opened the door and asked the patient's family members to come in, and needed to ask some daily related matters of the patient.

Ms. Tang went in.

There were only three people left outside the door. Grandpa Chen glanced at Yuan Zheng and asked Ye Nanzhou to speak.

The two stood on the other side before Grandpa Chen asked, "Xiaoye, I forgot to ask you, did you already give Old Tang's passbook to the lawyer?"

Ye Nanzhou nodded: "Well, the lawyers are going through the process. At that time, some key people in the hospital were also found, and they have been in contact with them. At present, the evidence is relatively sufficient."

He even had a special phone call with Qin Yirou yesterday to make sure it went smoothly.

Grandpa Chen didn't know how to "go through the process" of this kind of thing, so he asked, "Then your family knows that you want to sue him?"

After he finished asking, he paid attention to Yuan Zheng again, but luckily he was far away, so he shouldn't be able to hear him.

Ye Nanzhou put one hand into the pocket of his suit trousers, as if he had never been so determined: "Uncle Chen, not to mention that he lied to me, the child died. What is cruel is that he let a child who has no ability to survive float outside for four weeks. More than a year. I can't imagine, if Xiao Ou hadn't met you and auntie, would he live to be half a year old."

Grandpa Chen was speechless.

As it is, no amount of words can explain Ye Jianping's ruthless behavior.

Grandpa Chen asked: "Then have you ever asked him what he thinks?"

"It doesn't matter anymore." Ye Nanzhou smiled wryly, "I don't care at all why he did this, I just know that he should bear the consequences for what he did."

Grandpa Chen said "Hey" and scratched his hair.

It's hard for an upright official to decide on housework, so it's hard for him to say anything as an outsider. "Where's Xiao Yuan? Does he and his mother know?"

Ye Nanzhou thought that since Yuan Zheng was able to return to the country, he must have been checked by some people, but it is unknown to what stage the investigation was carried out.

He said: "After a few days of prosecution, they should all know. I haven't talked to him yet."

"Okay." Grandpa Chen thought, a reorganized family, when encountering this kind of thing, it is really a mess, and it is still messed up.

After they chatted and the doctors checked, they were asked to go in and explain the situation in detail.

It turned out that the patient's brain had a very small local congestion, which affected the nerve center. The specific symptoms were very similar to Alzheimer's disease, and the mild Alzheimer's disease in itself caused the patient's severe aphasia.The doctor's suggestion is to stay in the hospital for treatment of congestion. After the congestion disappears, targeted treatment will be given according to the degree of dementia.

Ms. Tang asked excitedly: "That is to say, it is very possible that the congestion is gone, and my father can talk?"

An experienced doctor said: "In theory, this is true, but in practice it depends on the specific situation of the patient, and the family members of the patient must maintain a normal mind."

Ms. Tang also understands that doctors are not gods, and it is impossible to say that the cure will be cured.

The next step was for the hospital to help the patients go through the hospitalization procedures. Yuan Zheng asked Xu Feng to accompany Grandpa Chen and Ms. Tang to go through the procedures, and the expenses were directly paid by Yuan Zheng.

Ye Nanzhou sat in the ward, silently looking at Grandpa Tang who was lying flat.

Lawyer Qin Yirou told him that if Mr. Tang could testify in court that the money in the passbook was Ye Jianping's reward for sending his child away, then Ye Jianping would not escape prison.

If Mr. Tang can't explain the reason for the passbook...

Ye Nanzhou took a deep breath.

For the first time, he hoped that God would open his eyes and help him once.

After leaving the hospital, Ye Nanzhou drove back to the TV station to continue working, Yuan Zheng and Grandpa Chen went back to the orphanage, and Ms. Tang stayed in the hospital to take care of her father.

On the way, Yuan Zheng asked some irrelevant things on the sidelines.

Grandpa Chen is cautious, but he just sighed again and again: "It's really not easy for your brother."

Yuan Zheng thought that what he was looking for was his brother's life trajectory and work situation in the past five years, but there was no clue about the most important part of pregnancy and childbirth in October. situation.

But today, this old man surnamed Tang is something that both Grandpa Chen and Ye Nanzhou attach great importance to. He can't help but suspect that it has something to do with Xiao Ou.

After arriving at the orphanage, Yuan Zheng contacted the previous person in private and asked him to check on Mr. Tang.

Xiao Ou just finished the live broadcast at home. He was not online yesterday. Today, many viewers asked him weird questions, many of which were related to his uncle.

He didn't know what school his uncle went to at all, and his little head was more ignorant than the audience, so he kept saying, "When Uncle Xiaoou comes home, Xiaoou will help everyone ask uncle. Don't worry, everyone."

After finally waiting for her uncle to arrive home, Xiao Ou couldn't wait to rush over: "Uncle! Uncle, what university do you study in?"

"Huh? Why did you ask this suddenly?" Yuan Zheng picked up the little one, "Are you going to college too?"

Xiao Ou curled up her mouth and shook her head: "A sister asked, the live broadcast sister."

Yuan Zheng told Xiao Ou his university and major in detail, including changing majors in the middle.

Xiao Ou asked in surprise: "Is this what a university is like?" He knew nothing about the concept of a university, and everything he heard was miraculous.

Not much sun this afternoon and some cool breeze.

Yuan Zheng hugged Xiaoou to sit on the swing, gently pushed him to play, and explained: "Uncle was worried that he didn't have enough money, so he changed his major to learn how to make money."

He was too young at the time, thinking that having money could solve many problems, including allowing his brother to live in London with peace of mind.

Now, he understands that money is indeed a good thing, but money cannot solve the problem of "emotion".

Xiao Ou sat on the swing and dangled. She didn't understand much, but she seemed to be very powerful.

He happily stretched his calf and feet: "Uncle, push it up a little higher~ a little higher~"

Yuan Zheng estimated the height, and dared not really push too high, for fear of falling the little one, "Is this high enough?"

"Wow! It's flying, the little lotus root is flying~"

Gusts of wind blew past Xiaoou's ears, and he giggled happily.

For half the afternoon, Xiao Ou sticks to his uncle and plays football together. One big one and one small one play nicely in the activity room.

Yuan Zheng also temporarily made a small basket for Xiao BuDian.

Assistant Xu Feng asked him to communicate with him. When he saw the half-finished basket in his hand, he was still thinking:

If you go to the mall to buy one, it may be delivered in half an hour, so why do it yourself?

Later, he noticed that Xiao Ou yelled around Mr. Yuan in their house, saying "Uncle is so amazing" dozens of times back and forth, and instantly understood:

Money can buy baskets, but it cannot buy children's heartfelt admiration and cheers.

Xu Feng recorded two key words in the notepad: little lotus root, special status.

Yuan Zheng set up a simple small basket and placed it by the empty wall to teach the little one how to aim with a small ball and how to throw the ball.

It was the first time for Xiao Ou to play such a game. He ran around enthusiastically, playing very seriously, and soon covered in sweat.

When Yuan Zheng hugged him to rest and drink water, Xiao Ou closed one eye and aimed at the small basket.

Xiaoou hugged the small water glass, took a sip of water, and then said: "Uncle, Xiaoou likes this game. Xiaoou wants to invite brother Lu Lu to play with Xiaoou. How is uncle?"

The pink and white face was covered with hot sweat, Yuan Zheng wiped him with a wet towel, and he leaned on the low table and asked, "Can uncle know brother Lu Lu?"

Yuan Zheng already knew that Lu Lu was one of the young contestants in "Zaizai Going Forward", and had seen his photos on the Internet.

Xiao Ou hugged the water glass again, muttered and continued to drink a couple of sips, panting: "It's ok! Brother Lu Lu is very good, Xiao Ou likes Brother Lu Lu very much."

Yuan Zheng teased him with a smile: "Then Xiaoou likes Dad more, or Brother Lu Lu?"

People who are obviously different, Yuan Zheng thinks that Xiao Ou should not be entangled.

But unexpectedly, Xiao Ou frowned, pouted, and thought for a long time before saying, "I like them all. I like them very much."

Yuan Zheng thought in his heart, this is not very good, there are quite a lot of people that the little boy likes?

No wonder the "other dad" was never mentioned, it turned out that he couldn't tolerate others at all.

Yuan Zheng thought, in the future, it's better not to play with the little ones, and the one who will hurt in the end will be himself.

In desperation, he heard a rush of footsteps.

Xiao Ke rushed into the activity room, looked at Xiao Ou and Yuan Zheng with straight eyes, "That...Brother Yuan, I have something to ask you."

Xiao Ou wiped her forehead with a towel, feeling that her brother was acting weird.

Yuan Zheng knew at a glance that it was inconvenient to talk about Xiao Ke's affairs in front of Xiao Ou, so he got up and said, "Wait a minute."

After walking outside the door, Xiao Ke said: "Brother Zhou was on his way back, and his car was hit by someone."

"What?" Yuan Zheng's whole body shuddered, and the eyes under the thick eyebrows instantly set off a stormy sea.