Mr. Yang heard the sound, stepped forward quickly, and found that Yang Yuhua looked blank, his eyes were empty, with a dead silence, Wen talked to him, and it seemed that he didn't hear it, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that this incident would hit him so hugely, and he sighed helplessly, and decided to take him back to the house first, dressed so thinly, blowing the wind outside, he would get sick sooner or later, but his hand had just touched his arm, Mr. Yang was immediately surprised to find that Yang Yuhua's body was extremely cold, and his face couldn't help but change, so he quickly took him into the house with Wen, placed him on the soft couch, and covered it with a thick and soft quilt。 Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The servants in the room were all relieved to see that Yang Yuhua had finally entered the house. Since Yang Yuhua received the holy decree, people have become so stupid, they don't cry or make trouble, they just lock themselves on the balcony, let the cool breeze blow and abuse themselves, no matter how they persuade them, even the master came in person, and they couldn't persuade the master, they tried their best to let him go back to the house, but they refused, didn't say a word, didn't eat or drink, made them all anxious, and were worried and anxious, and when they saw Mr. Yang's wife and husband coming, they immediately let go.

"My lord, please persuade the master to drink hot soup, the master stayed outside for a day and a night of cold wind, didn't eat anything, didn't even drink a sip of saliva, and if he didn't eat something, how could his body survive. Yuan Chun came over with a bowl of chicken soup with oil removed, handed it to Wen, looked at Wen with hope, and said in a somewhat choked voice.

Yang Yuhua has always been generous and benevolent to his subordinates, and he will never beat and scold his subordinates for no reason, even if the people below do something wrong, in addition to being really a big mistake, they will sell things, if it is a trivial matter, at most it is only a fine of some monthly silver, and there is little scolding. Therefore, the subordinates of the entire 'Yiye Garden' love and respect Yang Yuhua, the master, very much.

"What? You mean, San Lang sat outside for a day and a night without eating or drinking?" Wen's eyes widened in shock and heartache.

Yuan Chun and several other attendants all lowered their heads and acquiesced.

Wen saw this. Immediately became furious, "What are you guys doing to eat? The master is messing around, won't you persuade some? If the master has something to do, who of you can afford it." ”

If it were an ordinary person, in a cold day like the end of autumn, staying outside for a day and a night like Yang Yuhua would have been unbearable and sick, but Yang Yuhua was different, he had been eating diluted spiritual water every day for a few years. The body is much better than that of ordinary people. Even if you sit for a few more days and nights, you will not easily fall ill. It's just that Wen doesn't know about this. will be so worried and anxious.

"The in-laws are angry. It's not that the slaves don't persuade the master, but they can't persuade the master, the second master, the third master, and a few uncles, and even the master are here. But the master didn't seem to hear it, no one paid attention to it, and the water was brought to his eyes, and he didn't take a sip, and the slave really didn't do anything. Yuan Chun said with some grievances.

"Okay, the most important thing now is to let Saburo drink the chicken soup first, and you guys go and find a doctor to see if your master has been sitting outside for so long. Don't get sick. Seeing that Wen wanted to say something, Mr. Yang took the first step, interrupted him, and said.

"Yes, the slave will go right away. Yuan Chun heard this. Nodding without hesitation, he quickly stepped back.

"Mi'er, you ask someone to boil some hot water, soak your master's body, and take a break. Mr. Yang instructed Mi'er on the side again.

Mi'er nodded immediately and walked away quickly.

After Mr. Yang finished telling his subordinates what to do, he was about to sit down and rest, when he heard Wen's loud scolding.

"You dead boy, what are you trying to do? Do you really want to kill me and your mother in such a hurry to waste your body like this? San Lang, I beg you, father, open your mouth and drink the chicken soup, San Lang?"

"What's going on?" asked Mr. Yang as he walked over quickly, frowning.

When Wen saw Mr. Yang coming, he put the chicken soup on the small table next to the small couch, twisted the handkerchief in his hand, and cried: "You don't eat or drink like this, are you punishing yourself, or punishing me, an old man? Why is my life so bitter, you unfilial son is really ripping out my heart." ”

When Mr. Yang saw the bowl of chicken soup on the small table, he also understood what was going on, his brows furrowed even tighter, and when he saw Wen's heartache, worry, and anxiety, and crying heartbreakingly, a wave of anger unconsciously surged into his heart.

"Yang Yuhua, look at what you want to do like this? Is this how I taught you? If you really don't want to live, just jump off this building, and you will not be able to die? ”

"Grandma, what are you doing here? Saburo is already uncomfortable enough, how can you ......?"

"What can I do? Could I be wrong? He made such a appearance, why didn't he want to think about whether he would be sad and sad when he saw it?" Mr. Yang was really annoyed with Yang Yuhua this time, but he didn't expect that he couldn't withstand a blow at all, he was so spoiled before, she couldn't help but regret it a little, and just wanted to scold him up at one time.

"You ......" Wen Shi was dissatisfied with the handkerchief, and was about to reason with Mr. Yang, but at this time, Yang Yuhua suddenly sobered up after hearing Mr. Yang's words, looked at the father in front of him, and suddenly threw himself into his arms and cried bitterly.

"Daddy, woo......"

When Mr. Yang saw it, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and he finally listened to her.

Wen subconsciously hugged Yang Yuhua, his expression was stunned, and then he was pleasantly surprised, "Okay, just cry, just cry." "As long as he's willing to cry, he'll be fine.

Mr. Yang and Wen did not stop Yang Yuhua and let him cry until the waiter came to report and the doctor came, and Mr. Yang persuaded him.

Yang Yuhua meekly asked the doctor to see a doctor, and after the doctor's diagnosis, he only said that Yang Yuhua was just because he hadn't eaten for a long time, his body was weak, and he only needed to eat something, and he didn't even have to drink medicine, so he left.

When Mr. Yang and Wen heard this, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and put their minds at ease.

Wen took the chicken soup that had been warmed and fed it to Yang Yuhua with his own hands, this time he didn't refuse again, and obediently opened his mouth and drank it. It didn't take long to finish drinking.

When Wen and Mr. Yang saw each other, they both smiled with relief.

"I'm sorry, Daddy, but the child made you worried. Yang Yuhua's voice was a little hoarse, looking at Mr. Yang and Wen Shi and said. I feel a little guilty in my heart, my mother and father are so old, and he still makes them so worried, it's really unfilial.