Chapter 67: I don't know what's wrong
"Poof." The old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining the curtain red.
Blood dripped down the ground like pearls of blood, expanding like a converging lake, and the smell of blood came to the nostrils.
"Old man." Uncle Li was so frightened that he shouted.
He put the food on the table and ran forward in a panic.
Yan Lancang just finished the phone call, raised his feet and walked out, Yan Feng took the car key, turned back from the outside, rushed to the door, and saw Su Yiwan holding the old man, while he vomited blood and stained the sheets red, and his hand also grabbed Su Yiwan's wrist.
"What the hell is going on?" Yan Feng rushed in.
When he saw the old man's condition, he glared at Su Yiwan and said, "My grandfather was fine a second ago, what did you do to him?" ”
Su Yiwan was yelled at by Yan Feng, and her hands stiffened.
But he ignored him and put him on the bed, his clothes stained with blood.
"What's going on?" Yan Lancang walked in with heavy steps and stood beside Su Yiwan, his expression solemn, but his momentum was calm.
His calmness made people feel a sense of oppression, even Yan Feng didn't dare to breathe, the arrogant momentum just now disappeared in an instant when he saw Yan Lancang.
"I guess I inhaled the powder that suffocates the respiratory system." Su Yiwan said.
Her little hands clenched into fists, no longer cold, more serious and not angry, she looked at the room coldly, but she didn't see anything unusual inside.
"No one but us knows the details of Grandpa Yan's illness, so you'd better check to see if anyone has been near his bedroom lately." Su Yiwan said.
She would not allow her patients to have the slightest problem, and this person was provoking her bottom line.
"How's my father doing?" Yan Lancang asked in a deep voice.
The man's handsome face, which was like a carving, was slightly downcast, and he looked down at the old man lying on the bed.
Su Yiwan looked at Yan Feng thoughtfully, Yan Lancang turned around and said coldly, "Uncle Li, you and Yan Feng go out to check outside to see if anyone has approached the bedroom." ”
"Yes." Uncle Li responded and "invited" Yan Feng out.
Yan Feng didn't expect Su Yi to want to break himself away, but at this moment, his hostility towards her was even more obvious.
But Yan Lan was there, and it was not his turn to refuse, so Yan Feng could only grit his teeth and follow Uncle Li away.
"Although inhaling a lot of powder foam caused him to cough and bleed, and I basically controlled his condition, if he had this kind of accident one after another, it is estimated that no one will be able to save him."
"This is your Yan family's housework, I don't want to say anything, but the old man's body is weak and can't withstand this kind of toss." Su Yiwan said.
Yan Lancang stood beside her, looking down at her delicate little face, the solemnity between his eyebrows, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, from today onwards, except for you and Uncle Li, no third person will be able to approach him." ”
Su Yiwan was silent, she walked to the side of the bed and looked down at the old man's unconscious appearance.
"You just believe me?" Su Yiwan frowned.
She and Yan Lancang have nothing to do with each other, the last time he had an accident, the two of them "rolled out of bed" just pretended, but he put Master Yan's life in his hands, Su Yiwan was a little surprised.
"Why don't I believe you? After all, I can still have the final say on who Miss Su marries. The man said in a dumb voice.
Su Yiwan listened to it and felt that this was a little wrong, but it was not right, and he couldn't say it.
"You'd better keep your promise afterwards." Su Yiwan said.
The man put his hands behind his back, his deep black eyes looked at her figure inscrutablely, and his thin lips hooked up with deep meaning.