daddy, this is my dad

"Young Master." Cheng Ziyuan was sitting by the bed, holding Yi Zhenxiang's hand, seeing Yi Zhenfei coming in, let go of Yi Zhenxiang's hand, stood up and called; at this time he had already gone to the bathroom of the ward Wash the blood off your face.

"En." Yi Zhenfei nodded, pulled up a chair and sat on the side of the bed, stroked the broken hair on his younger brother's forehead, his eyes softened slightly.

"I'm sorry, but for me, the Second Young Master wouldn't be lying here."

Cheng Ziyuan lowered his head in frustration, he didn't dare to say anything to ask for forgiveness, no matter how much he said, it would be useless, as long as Xiang could wake up, he would do anything.

"Wait until Ah Xiang wakes up; you go home first, I will guard here, bring Ah Xiang's change of clothes, and bring some food." Yi Zhenxiang is still not awake, and the food delivered is naturally eaten by Yi Zhenfei .

"Okay." After speaking, he picked up Xiaojun and walked away step by step.

"Sir, your brother was injured, we have an unshirkable responsibility, I wonder what we can do for you?" The two policemen hadn't left yet, waiting for Yi Zhenfei's order.

"Tell me the ins and outs of the incident." Yi Zhenfei looked at the two of them; because of the urgency of the matter, Uncle Meng didn't know what was going on, and Yi Zhenfei only knew that his younger brother was wounded by a gunshot wound, but he didn't know the reason, so he asked this question .

"Yes, the thing is like this..." Two policemen, one spoke, and the other made some supplements from time to time, and they finished speaking in a few minutes.

"Okay, I see, you can go." Yi Zhenfei nodded, and started to chase people away, waved at the two of them, and stopped looking at them.

"Goodbye, sir." The two saluted and walked out the door, closing the door by the way.

Cheng Ziyuan returned to the villa and asked Xiaojun to play with toys by himself, then hurriedly changed his clothes, cleaned himself up, and went to the kitchen for half an hour to prepare the food and put it in an insulated box. Yi Zhenxiang packed his change of clothes and put them in a bag.

"Xiao Cheng, don't worry. Didn't the doctor say that the second young master is fine? With your appearance, the old man makes me want to rush to the hospital." Meng Butler almost got scared when he heard that the second young master was injured. After coming out, when the young master was notified, he was fidgeting all afternoon. When he saw Cheng Ziyuan coming back, he asked all kinds of questions. Finally, he was sure that the young master's life would not be in danger, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I see, Uncle Meng, that, I would like to trouble you to take care of Xiaojun for me, I may have to take care of the second young master in the hospital tonight, so..." Cheng Ziyuan's eyes were full of apology, looking Looking at Butler Meng.

"Hey, you kid, it doesn't matter what you do, just go ahead, in my heart, Xiaojun is like my grandson, I will definitely take good care of him; hey, you haven't eaten dinner yet, you go ahead Go after eating, or you will be hungry at night, the young master is watching at the hospital, don't worry."

Uncle Meng sighed, this is really a good boy, since he came here to be a servant, no matter what he does, he has never been half-hearted.

"It's okay, Uncle Meng, I'm not hungry, so Xiaojun will trouble you tonight; Xiaojun, come to Dad and listen to what Dad said, Dad will take care of Uncle Yi in the hospital tonight, you are at home alone You have to listen to Grandpa Meng obediently, I’ll be back tomorrow, you know? You have to eat well, don’t overeat, and don’t eat snacks, remember to brush your teeth at night, and go to bed early, remember?”

Cheng Ziyuan squatted at the same height as Xiaojun, babbling a lot of words to Xiaojun, for fear that Xiaojun would not be used to sleeping alone and would be afraid.

"I know, Dad, I must obediently obey my grandpa, eat well, sleep well, don't eat snacks, remember to brush your teeth and go to bed early; then, Dad, if uncle wakes up, you must say hello to uncle for me."

Xiaojun pouted and hugged Cheng Ziyuan, feeling very sad, not because his father was not at home tonight, but because he was really frightened this afternoon, and his uncle hadn't woken up to save him, so Xiaojun felt very sad. I was terrified, for fear that my uncle would not wake up.

"Okay, Dad is leaving. When Dad comes back tomorrow, I'll cook something delicious for you; Uncle Meng, then I'm going to the hospital, give me the things!" Cheng Ziyuan stood up, took the bag, and He took the lunch box in his hand and went out the door.

"Xiao Cheng, the car is at the gate, you can go by car, so hurry up." Meng Butler shouted from behind.

"I see, Uncle Meng." Cheng Ziyuan turned around and nodded.

"I'm sorry, Brother Wang." Cheng Ziyuan sat in the car and said to Wang Yun; Wang Yun is the driver of Yi's family. He has been driving in Yi's car for more than ten years. Now, exactly 40 years old.

"No trouble, no trouble. It takes less than half an hour to go back and forth to such a close place. Sit tight and let's go." After speaking, Wang Yun drove the car to the hospital.

"it is good."

Cheng Ziyuan agreed and stopped talking. He turned his gaze out of the window, watching the scenery passing by outside, his thoughts drifted away; he saw Yi Zhenxiang's pale, bloodless face in a pool of blood, his tightly closed face. The eyes, the blood on the hands, what if... what if Xiang is not rescued?He couldn't imagine, he touched his heart, fortunately... fortunately, Xiang was safe and sound.

Not long after Cheng Ziyuan was immersed in his own thoughts, he heard Wang Yun calling him. It turned out that he had already reached the door, so he got out of the car and walked upstairs to Yi Zhenxiang's ward. Wang Yun waited for Cheng Ziyuan to get off and drove straight away. Go back the same way.

'Dong dong' Cheng Ziyuan walked to the door, knocked on the door twice and went in directly, and then quickly started to pack the things he brought, he handed the lunch box in front of Yi Zhenfei.

"Master, let's eat."

"En..." Yi Zhenfei took the lunch box and started to eat; Cheng Ziyuan saw that he didn't say anything, so he took out his clothes and arranged them neatly without saying a word.

"Eldest young master, why don't you go back to rest first, and I will take care of the second young master here, why don't you come back tomorrow?" Cheng Ziyuan saw that Yi Zhenfei was still sitting on the chair and looked at Yi Zhenxiang after finishing his meal, so he thought about raising suggestion.

"No, just wipe A Xiang's body first." After saying that, he stood up and went to wash his hands to get hot water. Yi Zhenfei wiped Yi Zhenxiang's body, and Cheng Ziyuan laid hands on him.

Next, Cheng Ziyuan took care of Yi Zhenxiang in the middle of the night, and Yi Zhenfei woke up at [-] o'clock in the middle of the night to take care of Yi Zhenxiang. Cheng Ziyuan slept until [-] o'clock in the morning and went home to cook. After waking up, he dressed himself, washed his face and rinsed his mouth. After Cheng Ziyuan and Xiaojun ate their meals, they drove to the hospital together. Surprisingly, Yi Zhenxiang was already awake and in good spirits.

"Brother, I wash my face by myself, you give me the towel." Yi Zhenxiang reached out to grab the towel from Yi Zhenfei's hand, but accidentally touched the wound on his abdomen, so he didn't dare to move it.

"Be quiet, what's the matter, I wiped your body yesterday." Yi Zhenfei gave him a look of contempt, and continued to wipe him. When Yi Zhenxiang heard this, he didn't move at all, and turned his head just in time to see Cheng Ziyuan led Xiaojun and stood at the door looking at them with a smile on his face.

"Uncle, you're awake! That's great." Seeing Yi Zhenxiang turn his head, Xiaojun ran up and kissed him;

"Well, uncle is awake, has Xiaojun had breakfast?" Yi Zhenxiang raised a hand that was not infused and squeezed Xiaojun's face;

"Well, Xiaojun ate it." Xiaojun said happily.

"Ziyuan, were you alright yesterday?" Yi Zhenxiang was very depressed when he thought of yesterday. Although he was not as good as his brother, he was a black belt taekwondo master who had received professional training. It was too embarrassing for him to be injured. Luckily, Ziyuan It's okay with Xiaojun, otherwise he should die of guilt.

"It's okay, Xiang, does the wound still hurt? Do you want breakfast? I made lean meat porridge today, and I brought a lot, which is enough for you and the young master." Cheng Ziyuan brought out the vegetables in the insulated box, and then Fill the bowl with porridge, and hand one to Yi Zhenxiang;

"Young Master, your porridge." Yi Zhenfei brought it over and began to eat it spoonful by spoonful.

"Well, you can't move now, shall I feed you?" Holding a bowl in his hand, he looked at Yi Zhenxiang;

"En, good." Cheng Ziyuan fed Yi Zhenxiang one mouthful after another, and occasionally wiped Yi Zhenxiang's mouth with a tissue. Yi Zhenxiang stared at Cheng Ziyuan without blinking, his face expressionless, looking Not thinking about anything; when the food in his mouth was swallowed, he opened his mouth, and Cheng Ziyuan scooped it up and handed it over, the two of them fed one, and the other ate, ignoring the big and small ones beside them, while Yi Zhenfei He looked at the two of them deeply.