Nangong Chu's new clothes have arrived.

It was a tailor-made dress for a few people that day.

Although this new suit was made urgently, there was really no place on him that was not ironed, and his body was wrapped just right.

Nangong Chu happily put it on, but because he got up too fast, he tore the wound.

"Hiss~" His knife edge was like a dense crawl of insects, itchy and painful.

Is this what it feels like to lose a kidney?

"DR Wu! In! Nangong Chu frantically pressed the pager at the head of the bed.

DR Wu rushed in, and asked him a little panting against the door, "Is there anything important for Young Master Chu to call me?" ”

In the imperceptible corner, DR Wu slightly covered his right waist.

Nangong Chu held his waist stiffly, frowned and asked, "DR Wu, it hurts so much that my kidney is cut!" Is there any way you can help me with this? ”

DR Wu showed a wry smile: "Young master, it's not that I won't help you!" I lost a kidney myself, and I'm still in pain. ”

As he spoke, DR Wu lifted his shirt slightly, revealing the knife edge on the right side of his lower abdomen.

The knife edge was irregular and hideous, like a writhing centipede.

Nangong Chu's back was cold, and his forehead was full of pale beads of sweat, could there be such a wound on his abdomen in the future?

Thinking so, he asked.

DR Wu smiled lightly: "Young master, your golden body is not comparable to a small person like me." You're about to leave us for a new private hospital, where there are naturally professional scar removal techniques, don't worry, young master. ”

Nangong Chu was slightly stunned, and then finally put his mind at ease.

Only then did he notice that DR Wu's expression seemed to be a little stunned.

"Are you unhappy?" Nangong Chu asked cautiously, he hadn't fully adapted to the attitude he should have when he was a prince.

DR Wu retracted his gaze, lowered his head, and turned around to leave: "Young Master, it's best not to have any more of us in your world." ”

With a snap, DR Wu closed the door.

Nangong Chu stared at the door in a daze.

"Son! Your grandfather likes you so much! Nangong Qiu was full of joy, so he pushed open the door and entered the ward.

Without waiting for Nangong Chu to react, he picked up Nangong Chu and continued to say to him: "I just completed the transfer procedures, let's go to the hospital where your grandfather is for treatment!" ”

Nangong Chu was pulled by him like this, half-pushing and half-on-the-spot endured the pain of the knife tearing, and followed him into the car.

DR Wu was in the corner, looking at the blood that accidentally oozed out of the ground, gently wiped it with his index finger, and chuckled.

By the time Nangong Qiu finally arrived at the private hospital with Nangong Chu, Nangong Chu was almost dying of blood loss.

His face was pale, his suit had turned dark red, and the sweat on his body looked like he had just been fished out of the water.

Nangong Qiu was shocked: "Chu'er, what's wrong with you!" ”

He stroked Nangong Chu's arm helplessly, inadvertently touching his abdomen.

Suddenly, his hand touched his wet blazer.

"Your wound is open? Why didn't you tell me along the way! ”

Nangong Chu didn't have the strength to answer his question at all now, he tried to open his dry lips, and finally fell silent.

Nangong Qiu hurriedly called: "Doctor Guan! Come and save my son! He's bleeding too much right now, and it's not good! ”

It is worthy of a private hospital, and the doctor is in place quickly.

In less than two minutes, Nangong Chu was carried to the operating room.

The hospital's top suturist treated his wound with new stitches.

After the stitching was completed, Dr. Guan saw that Nangong Chu was still awake, so he patted his head: "Good boy is not afraid, it's okay!" Next time, you won't be able to exercise like this again! ”

Nangong Chu pursed his lips, and there was a feeling of being dumb eating coptis.

Finally, Nangong Chu changed into a new high-end hospital gown, lay down in a soft and white sterile quilt, and closed his heavy eyelids.

Before falling asleep, he was still thinking that this trip to recognize his relatives not only cost him a kidney, but also almost cost him half his life!

He had to wonder if he didn't have a life of happiness at all.

slept all night, I'm afraid it was because his father Nangong Qiu didn't come to him.

Getting up from a good night's sleep with satisfaction, Nangong Chu saw a young man with ultra-low air pressure sitting beside him as soon as he opened his eyes.

"What are you going to do? Who are you? Nangong Chu almost bounced off the bed.

But because of the pain of the wound, he quickly calmed down.

The young man sitting next to him was none other than Nangong Ying, who Nangong Qiu told him that he would rob property.

Nangong Ying was holding a lollipop in his mouth at the moment, looking cynical, and reached out to take the lollipop out of his mouth before he spoke.

"You are the biological son of my uncle who has been in exile for many years?" Nangong Ying's tone seemed to be just asking for fun.

The second monk of Nangong Chu Zhanger was confused, and he didn't know what he wanted to express, so he just nodded lightly.

Nangong Ying stuffed the lollipop back into his mouth again, and said a little vaguely.

"Have you done a paternity test? Otherwise, there will be a lot of trouble later. ”

Nangong Ying's tone was still so flat, not like he was particularly interested, as if he was just reminding Nangong Chu.

"I haven't done it yet." Nangong Chu cherished words like gold when he didn't understand.

Nangong Ying raised his eyebrows, didn't say anything else, and got up and left directly.

When he reached the door, he suddenly paused, and left a sentence: "I hope you can get all the old man's property." ”

Nangong Chu's already hard-working brain melon seeds burned even more.

Shouldn't this man be counted as his nemesis?

Why did everything he said from the beginning seem to be thinking about him?

No, where is this guy standing on?

Nangong Chu has experienced too much in the past few days, and his cranial nerves have been stimulated and he can't move.

Now even if someone puts 100 million cash in front of him, he doesn't feel that he will have any mood swings.

There are so many things in the wealthy family!

The exhausted Nangong Chu closed his eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.

"Son! Come visit your grandfather! ”

Before Nangong Qiu entered the door, the voice had already drifted into Nangong Chu's ears, and the sound was like a ghost hypnosis, which made Nangong Chu shiver all over his body.

A father is more terrifying than a terrorist with a bomb.

At least the terrorists' bombs will be blown away with a bang.

But my father is different!

Nangong Chu has never felt the love of his parents since he was a child, and grew up alone.

He's always longed for his family!

But the first time he saw his family, he was lying on the operating table, just one step away from death.

On the second side, I asked him for a waist.

On the third side, he ripped open his wound and almost didn't let him go into shock.