The morning sun stabbed Zhang Yifei's eyes, Zhang Yifei rubbed his head, sat up with a sigh, and when he opened his eyes, Shao Ningdi and Han Xinyi were looking at him with worried expressions, and turned his head with difficulty to glance, Zhang Yifei found himself lying in a very luxuriously furnished special care ward, with a pungent smell of medicine everywhere.

"It hurts......" Zhang Yifei scratched his head and muttered in pain.

Shao Ningdi and Han Xinyi looked at Zhang Yifei helplessly: "Do you still know that it hurts?"

Zhang Yifei said with a bitter face: "It hurts! It hurts all over my body, my head hurts, and my face hurts......

Suddenly, Zhang Yifei grabbed the gauze on his head: "Ah-how can there be gauze on my head, who attacked Lao Tzu?"

Seeing Zhang Yifei wake up, Shao Ningdi and Han Xinyi felt angry, ruthless and worried.

"Do you know what you did last night?"

Zhang Yifei was stunned for a moment, then was horrified, and trembled: "I remember that the old man was stabbed yesterday, and I hurried to the hospital...... Ah, it can't be that the old man wants to die of repayment, and I kowtow, right?"

Han Xinyi rolled her eyes and said, "The old man is out of danger now. ”

"I said the old guy couldn't help but owe it. ”

Shao Ningdi's face was black.

"And what's wrong with me?"

"You had a relapse of post-war mental syndrome yesterday and were beaten?"

Zhang Yifei was taken aback by Shao Ningdi's words, and when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that he was really excited at that time, and his blood was churning all over his body.

"That didn't hurt anyone, did it?" asked Zhang Yifei cautiously.

"Fortunately, Jiang Zhe rushed over, that kid was beaten half to death by you, by the way, and your cousin Qi Tianyuan. ”

Zhang Yifei's eyes widened in horror, but his mouth was tightly pursed, and his face had turned the color of pig liver.

"You're not dead, are you?"

"I'm not dead, I'm in the hospital now. ”

"That's good, that's good, this guy is actually not easy. Zhang Yifei finally put his mind at ease.

Thinking about Zhang Yifei, he was afraid for a while, if there was no Jiang Zhe, then I don't know what kind of disaster would be caused, but how did Zhang Yifei know that Jiang Zhe was only subdued because Shao Ningdi made him sluggish.

Suddenly, Zhang Yifei seemed to think of something: "What about my dad?

Shao Ningdi and Han Xinyi, you look at me, I look at you, they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes, this master finally remembered his father.

"Dad is still in a coma. ”，

"What, take me, take me to see, the old man hasn't paid off the debt he owes, and now he wants to die, impossible. Zhang Yifei jumped down from the sick pit and walked outside with an angry face, but his eyes were full of concern.

Under the leadership of Shao Ningdie, Zhang Yifei successfully passed the sentry and came to the luxurious intensive care ward set up by the hospital alone.

Qi Yuting stood outside the ward, looking at Zhao Huyue lying on the pit wearing an oxygen mask through the glass of the door.

Zhao Huyue's accidental assassination and Zhang Yifei's sudden illness made Qi Yuting a little haggard.

Outside the hallway, several high-ranking officials paced back and forth, and a few of them were even big names who often appeared on the TV news.

After seeing Zhang Yifei's appearance, his face showed a look of horror.

Qi Yuting saw Zhang Yifei coming over, with a nervous and doting face: "Son, why did you come out, go and lie inside." ”

Looking at Qi Yuting's haggard face, Zhang Yifei sighed softly: "Mom, I'm fine." ”

Looking at Zhao Huyue in the ward through the glass, his heart tingled like a knife at this moment.

The son wants to raise but does not wait, the relatives are lying on the sick pit, and his son, but he can only regret himself, and the regret of life is not so much!

What can undo it all?

Zhang Yifei, who has always been a stranger to family affection, suddenly found that unconsciously, the belated father's and mother's love had reached the bone marrow and was difficult to give up.

Zhang Yifei stood alone outside the ward for a while, then turned around and went to the bathroom.

Shao Ningdi seemed to understand what Zhang Yifei was going to do, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Yifei.

The bathroom was brightly lit, Zhang Yifei walked in, tore open the cigarette given by Shao Ningdi, lit it, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, as if spitting out a long-depressed sullen breath, but his eyes were always red.

After taking a few puffs of cigarette, Zhang Yifei suddenly turned around and kicked the wooden door of the toilet cubicle in the bathroom.

Bang!

A powerful cracking sound rang out in the bathroom.

Zhang Yifei clenched his fists tightly, his face full of sadness.

If he sent someone to protect Zhao Huyue, then it would definitely not be like this?

Why, why?

Zhang Yifei began to hate himself, hating himself for being relieved because of Zhao Huyue's identity, knowing that the enemy is not strange.

After calming down, Zhang Yifei slowly walked out of the bathroom, his face still heavy.

Shao Ningdi and Han Xinyi supported Qi Yuting left and right, sitting on the bench in the corridor, the three of them looked very haggard, and Qi Yuting had already cried so much that her eyes were red.

After Zhao Xiwen saw Zhang Yifei, she stepped forward and shouted, "Brother!"

"Don't be afraid, Dad will be fine, he will be fine. Looking at Zhao Xiwen at this moment, Zhang Yifei's heart was dripping blood, and his once beautiful and moving sister was now pale and full of worry.

As soon as Zhang Yifei arrived at the door, Qi Yuting's mobile phone rang.

"Dad!" Qi Yuting shouted softly after hearing the voice on the phone.

The person who inquired was the old man of the Zhao family.

"Yuting, don't worry, San'er will definitely be fine, what about Yifei, is he okay?" Although the old man was comforting Qi Yuting, anyone could hear the worry in Old Man Zhao's tone.

"Well, I know, Yifei is fine, he is by my side now. ”

"You ask him to take the phone, I have something to say. ”

Zhang Yifei took the phone and said into the phone: "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Listening to Old Man Zhao's words, Zhang Yifei's face became more and more heavy.

"Grandpa, don't worry, if you want to touch me, but whoever dares to touch my family, I will definitely dig his family's ancestral grave. ”

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