What about people?" It was the voice of Chi Huishan who was alive, I don't know what disease he had, and he coughed non-stop after saying these two words.

Another man bowed, "Inside."

Chi Huishan coughed as he walked this way, his footsteps accompanied by other shrill sounds.

It was a very ordinary ward, and there were a lot of idle people, all of whom were kicked out by his people.

The man came in on crutches, a little strange and unsteady in his walk, his handkerchief covering his nostrils.

In the innermost bed, there lay a little boy with a beautiful and delicate face, and thin pale lips that were flat into a line, fixed on those eyes, and whose eyelashes were long, and which drew a long shadow on the lower eyelids. The white clothes were all covered with blood, and they couldn't tell whose it was, and they were seriously injured, and they hurt their lungs, so their subordinates said that they coughed up blood.

It's really hard.

But no one treated him, it should be, except for him Chi Huishan, who did not dare to speak out to treat him.

Chi Huishan stood against the side of the bed, his eyes like torches, looking at this son who was somewhat similar to him.

Chi Yan, if he is well recuperated, he will be the next him.

It's a pity.

Destined to be someone else's training target.

The eyes are clearly extinguished, and people can't guess their thoughts.

The head of the Chi family, who knows the roots, does not say a word ruthlessly, but in the eyes of outsiders, he is already the most gentle among the inheritors of the Chi family, and he has given up a lot of roads to make a fortune on the tip of the knife, and respectfully embarked on the road of businessmen.

It's all a joke, though.

People often say that the tiger poison does not eat children, there is no such saying in the Chi family, the winner is the king, the loser abandons it, he Chi Huishan is from the previous generation to fight down, and there is still a cruel blood in his bones.

The first one to go under the knife was his own illegitimate child.

When he received the news of this illegitimate child, he put his three sons to the test.

One more person, one more competitor, one more Ling Chi knife.

It's just that I didn't expect that all of them were dodged by this kid.

Staring at the person on the bed for a long time, the undercurrent floated, his fingers on the crutches, tapping little by little, and the tail finger was broken, and he couldn't remember who cut it.

It could be his father, it could be his brothers, it could be himself.

However, these are still light compared to a broken leg.

He sneered, and the meaning was unknown.

"Da Da Da", and went out with a cane, and the man at the door was waiting, bowing his head, not daring to look at him.

He was standing at the door of the ward, his head tilted, his shadows thick, and his innate anger was terrifying.

"Hire a few top people."

The subordinate bowed his head and asked, "Do you want to protect the little young master?"

He was referring to the one lying inside.

The man raised his head slightly, and his eyes were silent, "No, kill him."

In a word, the death penalty was invisibly sentenced, and the killing and seizure were only overnight, which was terrifying.

After saying that, the man left without stopping, and threw down another sentence: "Arrange a good ward, don't let people say that I am harsh on my son."

The coughing sound came one after another from the corridor, and he walked unhurriedly.

dare to kill, and still care about other people's gossip.

This is the nature of the Chi family, where will anyone who has never seen blood still gain a foothold in the Chi family.

The subordinates looked at the man on the hospital bed, and a flash of sympathy flashed as the boy was thin, and the fingers hidden in the side of the quilt were congealed with blood and moved.

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