Rebirth of the Giants

In order to accompany Ermeng to the children's hospital for a follow-up visit, Yang Qi asked Wen Yanqin for half a day off. When he finished registering and took the form to go upstairs to find a doctor, he found that the people who came to see the doctor with their children had already lined up from the door. At the end of the corridor, Yang Qi remembered that today is Saturday, and it happened to be overcrowded.

After waiting for more than two hours, the nurse in front called Yang Ermeng's number.

Yang Qi led Ermeng into the doctor's office.

The little guy was very obedient during the examination, he could do whatever the doctor told him to do, and he didn't need Yang Qi to hold him after the examination, he jumped off the crib by himself, and reached out to hold Yang Qi's hand.

Yang Qi touched the little guy's head, picked him up and sat down on the chair opposite the doctor.

"Doctor, how is Ermeng doing?"

"Little Yang Ermeng's condition is very stable, and he doesn't need other treatment for the time being. Just remember to take medicine on time when you go back."

"Then why do you sometimes feel tight in your chest?"

"This is normal." The doctor opened the drawer and took a lollipop and handed it to the little guy. The little guy looked back at Yang Qi anxiously, and only after Yang Qi nodded in agreement did he happily take the lollipop. Unwrapping the wrapping paper and licking it with relish, the doctor smiled and said, "Your son is really obedient... By the way, the condition you just mentioned is very easy to happen to heart patients, especially your son is so young. His strength is much weaker than that of ordinary adults, so occasionally there will be chest tightness and shortness of breath. As a father, you have to pay attention to his condition at all times and feed him medicine on time. Usually, there will be no major problems.”

Yang Qi glanced at the little guy licking a lollipop in his arms, and said in silence for a moment, "How old will this disease be before it recovers?"

"It's hard to say." The doctor helped the mirror frame and said: "Some children are in good health and have strong recovery ability, and they may be able to grow well in a few years. Some children have weaker foundations, and the disease is not so easy to heal. .But your son is in good health, and if he takes his medicine on time and has regular follow-up visits, he may recover soon."

"What if you can't grow up by yourself?"

"That's hard to say."

"Will the surgery fully recover by then?"

"I can only say that there is still a chance."

Yang Qi was startled when he heard this, and didn't speak.

"Don't worry too much." The doctor gave Yang Qi an order: "At least judging from the current situation, it is still very optimistic. As long as the children are taken care of well, the chances of recovery are great."

Yang Qi nodded, took the order and went out to dispense the medicine with the little guy in his arms.

As if sensing Yang Qi's depression, the little guy took out the lollipop from his mouth, handed it to Yang Qi's mouth and said softly, "Dad, do you want to eat it? It's delicious."

"Father won't eat, Ermeng can eat by himself."

"jacket."

after awhile.

The little guy hugged Yang Qi's neck and kissed him on the face. Yang Qi was standing at the window waiting to get the medicine. He was startled by the little guy's sudden move. After recovering, he looked at him and said, "Why? Ermeng?"

"I want to kiss Dad." The little guy grinned.

Yang Qi pinched the little guy's face: "Why do you suddenly want to kiss Dad?"

"Because Dad is unhappy."

Startled slightly, Yang Qi smiled and said, "Father is not unhappy."

"Dad has a lying jacket."

"kindness?"

"Dad has been..."

As he said that, the little guy purposely imitated Yang Qi's appearance and put on a straight face. The pouting and pouting appearance was really cute, and instantly made Yang Qi laugh. After taking the prepared medicine, Yang Qi walked out with the little guy in his arms. Hospital: "Father will not be like this after that."

"Yeah." The little guy rubbed Yang Qi's face affectionately.

The entrance of the children's hospital.

"Mr. Yang?"

Yang Qi, who was carrying the little guy to the parking lot, suddenly heard someone calling him from behind, and turned around to find that it was Xi Lanxin's assistant, Fang Cheng. It was him, so I immediately came over to say hello to him.

"So it really belongs to you, Mr. Yang."

"Miss Fang."

"This is your son?"

"kindness."

"It's so cute." Fang Cheng reached out and touched the little guy's head: "Are you bringing your son to see a doctor?"

Yang Qi nodded.

"I'm here to get medicine for my son." As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Cheng suddenly realized something, and quickly explained to Yang Qi with a smile: "I am my ex-husband's son."

"I didn't expect Miss Fang to be married."

"A lot of people don't think about it."

"what?"

"It's nothing." Fang Cheng smiled awkwardly, and changed the subject: "By the way, Mr. Yang, do you have time this afternoon?"

Yang Qidao: "After I send Ermeng back, I have to go to the lawyer's office."

Fang Cheng had an expression of enlightenment, and after a while he said: "You really don't want to think about what I told you on the phone last time?"

"No, I still have something to do with Wen Gaojian."

"Then it's the same when you go after you're done."

"After I'm done, I have to concentrate on taking care of my son."

Yang Qi talked about this part, and Fang Cheng couldn't persuade him any more. He smiled awkwardly, said goodbye to Yang Qi and his son, and turned to go to the hospital to get medicine.

"Miss Fang." Yang Qi called Fang Cheng to stop.

Fang Cheng turned to look at Yang Qi: "Is there anything else, Mr. Yang?"

Yang Qi asked: "Do you often go to WaitingBar?"

"Waiting Bar?"

"It's like this. A friend of mine said that he saw someone who looked like you at WaitingBar a few days ago... You are a public figure, and they will often see you in newspapers and TV news, so..."

"So that's how it is." Fang Cheng listened to Yang Qi's explanation without thinking deeply, and smiled, "But your friend must have misunderstood the person. I haven't been to WaitingBar for a while, and the person who likes to go there is Lan. Heart is not..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Cheng stopped immediately, smiled at Yang Qi, turned around and entered the hospital.

Xi Lanxin likes to go to WaitingBar?

Looking at the back of Fang Cheng leaving, Yang Qi frowned slightly——

Then why did Xi Lanxin deny going to WaitingBar, and said that she had never heard of the name?

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the next day.

Tang family.

"Pay attention to the heat of this fish, don't cook it too old."

"Don't worry ma'am, I will definitely watch carefully without blinking my eyes."

"That's right."

Knowing that Yang Qi was coming for dinner, Jiang Lan did everything from grocery shopping to cooking, and the chef invited by the family had no chance to perform, so they could only watch from the sidelines.

"Madam, it's time for chicken soup."

"Let me taste it."

It was the first time in three years that Jiang Lan hadn’t been in the kitchen since Tang Jin’s accident. Jiang Lan was inevitably a little flustered. Jiang Lan didn't ask them to help at all.

Putting the lid of the pot aside, Jiang Lan picked up a spoon and scooped up some soup to taste.

The servants came over immediately.

"How does it taste, ma'am?"

"It's been stewed for so long, it must be good."

"It will be no problem for Madam to go out in person."

……

"Stop flattering me." After tasting the taste, Jiang Lan put the lid on the pot again, and said with a smile, "But the taste...is naturally good."

The servants all laughed.

Jiang Lan looked at the time on the watch and urged: "The guests are coming soon, hurry up and serve the prepared dishes quickly, don't let the guests know?"

"Got it ma'am."

"That fish..."

"It's time to cook."

Seeing that the kitchen was in order, Jiang Lan felt relieved, and went back to her room to change her clothes. When Tang Zhenhai opened the door and came in, Jiang Lan immediately called to her husband, "How about my clothes?"

Ever since the death of his youngest son Tang Jin, Tang Zhenhai had never seen Jiang Lan so happy. Seeing her well-dressed and smiling face, Tang Zhenhai couldn't help but feel happy too, leaning on a cane, he approached and took a serious look, and said, "It's pretty. "

"Is it really good-looking or fake good-looking?"

"Tsk, can I still lie to you?"

"I think you are coaxing me." Jiang Lan put on the jewelry and took a picture in front of the mirror: "But who would not listen to good words, I am very happy to hear it... look at how I wear this necklace, with Do the clothes match?"

Tang Zhenhai nodded: "You look good in anything you wear."

"Go." Jiang Lan smiled: "Slick tongue."

Tang Zhenhai leaned on crutches and walked to the sofa next to him and sat down. Looking at Jiang Lan carefully grooming in front of the mirror, he asked him with a smile, "Why are you so happy today?"

"There are guests at home."

"Is that the lawyer surnamed Wen?"

"And his two assistants."

"Assistant? How did I hear that A Zhan said he was an assistant, a driver?"

"Oh, they're all the same." Jiang Lan turned around and walked towards Tang Zhenhai, and sat down next to him: "You can't put on a face when you meet the guests later, especially when you treat Yang... two people beside Lawyer Wen, they are also invited by me. coming guests."

Tang Zhenhai wondered, "Didn't A Zhan and Lan Xin invite you here?"

"What is the difference between my son's invitation and mine?"

"Okay, okay, you are right in everything you say."

"It was." Jiang Lan got up, suddenly remembered something, turned her head and pointed to Tang Zhenhai who hadn't changed her clothes yet: "I'm going down to see the guests for dinner soon, why don't you change your clothes?"

Tang Zhenhai was helpless: "Aren't my clothes pretty?"

"It's so casual."

"..."

"I'll pick it for you."

"Jiang Lan."

Unable to stop his wife's enthusiasm, Tang Zhenhai could only let her go.

"Boom boom boom—"

"Dad, it's me, A Zhan."

"come in."

Tang Zhan pushed the door open and came in: "Dad, Lawyer Wen is here."

Tang Zhenhai nodded, and when he was about to get up, he saw Jiang Lan hurried out with a suit of clothes: "Is the guest here?"

"Here we come." Tang Zhan pointed to the clothes in Jiang Lan's hand: "Mom, this is..."

"I'm going to greet the guests."

Without saying a word, Jiang Lan stuffed the clothes to Tang Zhenhai, and she couldn't wait to go down to see Yang Qi.

Tang Zhenhai felt dumbfounded.