After returning home from work, the couple began to play with their fat son after eating, or to give the child a good childhood.

Fang Xiaoran got tired after playing with him for a while, he sat on the sofa and was lazy, and deliberately took his mobile phone to find an excuse, saying that he wanted to take some parent-child videos for the father and son.

Here, Wu Mingfan sat on the carpet in the living room, shaking a doll in his hand.

"Hao Hao, look at what this is, the big tiger that my uncle bought!"

"Brain-beating axe~" The little man was chubby, wearing this little yellow vest, squinting his little eyes and running over with great interest.

Wu Mingfan teased the child and played, and then turned around and asked, "Xiaoran, do you really need to go to the hospital to see it?" ”

"I have a classmate in the children's hospital, let's take Hao Hao over on the weekend to have a look, this is almost a year and a half old, I feel like my son has a big tongue!"

"My Director Wu, how many times have you asked during this time, didn't our mother say that there is no problem, the child's language development is not perfect now!"

"My son is only less than 2 years old, and it is normal for him to speak unclearly, usually we communicate more with the child, and it will get better slowly~"

When Fang Xiaoran on the sofa was talking, he kept his head down and scrolled through Weibo, typing and chatting with a friend he had just met.

"Woo, fly~" The little man was originally happily fiddling with toys.

But when I heard my father say that I was not happy, I rushed over like a little bull and rushed over with a little run.

The little face was angry: "Baba, Haohao is not sick!" ”

"Oops, this stinky boy~"

Wu Mingfan grabbed a chick like a chick, and brought someone over, this time he was sure that his son was fine, and he could hear how smart this little head was.

"Shh~" Fang Xiaoran was holding his legs and applying nail polish to his feet, blowing slowly.

And Wu Mingfan glanced at it casually, and his breathing slowly became a little short, only to see that she was fiddling with her snow-white and crystal little feet, and her heart jumped violently.

The flesh color on the instep is as transparent, faintly reflecting a few green tendons, and several toenails are painted pale red, especially like small petals, and the snow-white toes are like tender lotus root buds.

Under the pink silk pajamas, Fang Xiaoran's looming skin looks so attractive.

"Xiaoran, we should sleep..."Wu Mingfan was about to say something when the mobile phone on the coffee table rang.

"Brother is a green onion, from outer space, whoever wants to dip me in sauce, I will make his ancestor, brother is a gust of wind......"

"Who the hell is this big night!"

"Brother Mingfan, can you change the ringtone, this Diplodocus singing voice is too magical, this sudden voice is a little scary~"

The coffee table was not far away, but Wu Mingfan still didn't want to move, and patted his son's little buttocks.

"Haohao, go and help Dad get the phone~"

"Uh-huh!" The little man went over and ran errands.

"Dad, give~"

"Thank you, eldest son, Hao Hao is awesome!" Wu Mingfan touched his son's head with a smile, and then took the phone over.

Seeing that it was Xiao Yanyang calling, he connected it and put it in his ear and smiled: "Hey, swallow!" ”

"Is there anything going on tomorrow night, what my wife means, let's get together~" Yan Yang's voice came out of the earpiece.

"Tomorrow I won't work the night shift, and besides, these two girlfriends are in a better relationship than us, and they just finished shopping together two days ago, what else is there to get together!"

"Ling Yan always has nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, this is a matter that requires me, let's explain in advance, my little doctor can't help a lot~"

"Boss, don't scold me, this is indeed a thing, my second uncle ......"

"What are you looking for?" Fang Xiaoran said and stretched out his jade foot that had just finished applying nail polish and kicked him gently.

Wu Mingfan grabbed it in his hand and kept stroking it.

"I don't know, but I guess it's supposed to be someone in the family who is sick, why do you care so much, hurry up and put the stinky boy to sleep and do business, such as having another little sister or something!"

"Hey, hey, hey, itchy, don't scratch it......"

After getting off work the next day, Wu Mingfan drove to a private club.

After getting out of the car, he handed the key to the doorman, and saw a man in a suit and leather shoes walking towards him, and punched him directly in the chest.

"Mr. Yan, how embarrassed am I, let the vice president of Tangtang Group greet you outside!"

"To greet Director Wu, you must be enthusiastic~"

Yan Yang was dressed in a royal blue suit, which looked very valuable, especially elite, wearing a gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he also punched back after speaking.

"Let's go, let's go in, you have to give me a snack this time about your own family~"

"Don't worry, your second uncle is my second uncle, for the sake of money, I must also be careful, your Yan family is a rich family, at least there must be a red envelope of 1.8 million~"

"What do you think of you bastard, Lao Tzu asked you to come over because I can afford you kid, and to tell you the truth, I don't have a penny!"

The two hooked their shoulders and walked in while hurting each other.

Wu Mingfan rarely comes to this kind of place, this is not always looking at the environment, the quality of the private club is good, you look at this waiter, the average height is more than 1.7 meters, with a small cheongsam is simply amazing!

"Hey, where are you looking at these two eyes, I can tell Xiaoran when I turn around~"

"We're half a pound and eight taels, and your eyes are not idle!"

"Hey, hey~" The two looked at each other and smiled directly, as if they had returned to their days in the United States.

Come and bring a quiet private room inside, and the waiter at the door will help open the door intimately.

"Uncle, Mingfan is here~" Yan Yang said something inside.

There was a middle-aged man sitting on the owner of the private room, who looked to be about 50 years old, with a slightly fat figure, combing the back of a big man, and dressing very plainly.

When I heard that someone was coming, it was simply enthusiastic.

"Oh wife, help me up!"

"Uncle, you are not in good health, just sit still~" Wu Mingfan hurriedly said.

Rich people care most about life and death, and even medical advisers are followed next to meals.

"Mr. Yan, Director Wu is right, you can't have drastic movements~"

"Come, sit down, sit down!" After Yan Hui sat down, he began to stretch out.

patted the empty seat next to him, and beckoned with a smile: "Mingfan, you come and sit~"

"Uncle, aunt!" Wu Mingfan sat down and said hello.

After that, naturally, a secretary went over to order, and a few people in the house began to chatter.

"Mingfan, you kid, I watched you when I was a child, but I didn't expect that this is only in your 30s, and it is already our ......"

Yan Hui's wife, Zhou Yan, looks more than ten years younger than her husband.

chatting and chatting, he interjected: "Mingfan, your uncle's health has not been good recently, you can help me see what the situation is~"

"Director Wu, this Mr. Yan's film!" Ye Yang, the medical consultant on the side, handed over a tablet as he spoke.

Wu Mingfan took it over and checked it, not to mention that it was quite complete, what X-ray, ultrasound, electrocardiogram, catheter, CTA, cardiovascular contrast examination, almost all of them were checked.

"Uncle Yan, it seems that your film shows that aortic stenosis is quite serious, and it is accompanied by some calcification, but don't worry too much, it should be fine if you have surgery for this disease,"

Yan Hui originally sat there calmly, but when he heard this, he couldn't sit still, because he was afraid of injections and medicine since he was a child, and he was even more afraid of surgery.

In a hurry, he was in tears, like a baby of more than 200 pounds, and turned around and held his hand directly.

"Brother, does this really have to be operated?"

"Whether there is minimally invasive or drug treatment, even if it takes a little longer, it doesn't matter, this cardiac surgery is too dangerous~"

"Ahem!" Yan Yangqing, who was sitting on the side, coughed, it was not good to be short for no reason.

reminded: "Uncle, you are a bad junior! ”

"Husband, what are you doing, let's listen to Mingfan's opinion!" Zhou Yan also comforted her husband.

To be continued......

(End of chapter)