Chapter 882 Don’t Make Things Difficult for Him

The doctor sent Leng Mu to the ward. Leng Zhiyuan stood outside the door and watched quietly, the doctor's words echoing in her ears...

vegetative…

I have to stay in a hospital bed for the rest of my life...

She still feels that all this is a joke played by God on her. Everything was fine yesterday. That night in the study, her father was still sitting on the office chair. He said that he had no requirements for her, as long as she was happy. , everything was safe and sound. Dad also said that he would not have any hardship at all in his life, as long as she and her eldest brother were good...

But in the blink of an eye, Dad was lying on the cold bed.

Dad would never open his eyes again or smile at her again. Dad had become a vegetative state. In fact, what was the difference between this and...death...?

A layer of moisture quickly condensed in Leng Zhiyuan's eyes, and her tears might fall down in the next second.

At this time, there was another person beside him. Zhou Yao handed over the tissue in his hand and said hoarsely, "Cry if you want."

Leng Zhiyuan quickly turned her head and put away the moisture in her eyes. She didn't take the tissue. She couldn't cry. She couldn't cry. She still had many things to do.

"What will happen to my dad?" she asked.

Zhou Yao's hand was still frozen in the air. In fact, he didn't want to hand over the tissue. He wanted to reach out and touch her face. He wanted to hold her in his arms and let her cry on his shoulder, but he didn't dare. .

Putting the tissue back lonely, he lifted his thin lips and said, "Dad's appearance was an accident. The situation is very bad now. When he returns to T City, he should be imprisoned in the National Medical Center. What follows is a series of investigations. , Leng family, Zhou family, no one can avoid it.”

National Medical Institute…

Leng Zhiyuan knew that place. There was no sunlight all year round. There were police guards on the three floors inside and outside. Many of the people living there were mentally ill.

Leng Zhiyuan lowered her eyelashes and said softly but firmly, "I will not let my father live in that place."

Raising children is to protect against old age. Her father is almost 60 years old, and she will never let him live there for the rest of his life.

As for these investigations…

"When will we go back?"

"Probably tomorrow and the day after tomorrow..."

"Oh, the sooner the better." Leng Zhiyuan turned and left.

"Zhiyuan!" Zhou Yao reached out and clasped her slender wrist, "Let's talk..."

Leng Zhiyuan closed her eyes, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, her legs went weak, and she sank down.

Zhou Yao quickly pulled her into his arms. At this moment, panic flashed across the eyes of such a tough guy, "Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan, what's wrong with you?"

Leng Zhiyuan slowly opened her eyes. She frowned due to physical discomfort, "I'm fine..."

She struggled to get up.

The next second, the world was spinning, and Zhou Yao had already picked her up.

After kicking open the door of the lounge, Zhou Yao placed her on the soft bed. Leng Zhiyuan felt a faint pain in her stomach, and she felt like she was falling. She stretched out her hand and touched it twice.

"I'll call the doctor."

"No!" She quickly stopped her, "I'll just take a nap and be fine."

Zhou Yao stopped and sat on a chair on the side, "You sleep, I will watch over you."

Leng Zhiyuan was silent for a while, then turned around and slept with her back to him.

Zhou Yao looked at her back, licked his dry lips, and said slowly, "Zhiyuan, what happened with dad has already happened. No amount of explanations will be in vain. I have no explanation, but, I'm sorry..."

Leng Zhiyuan didn't speak, she seemed to have fallen asleep.

It was already late at night. Zhou Yao got up. He pulled the quilt on the bed and covered her thin body. The woman's face was pale and pale. A few strands of hair behind her ears fell on her fair and delicate cheeks, adding to her delicate face. Divided into weak and pitiful.

Zhou Yao stared at her deeply, his eyebrows filled with care. He slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her face with his fingertips.

But he didn't touch it, so Leng Zhiyuan avoided it with his eyes closed.

Zhou Yao's hand stiffened for a moment and then quickly fell back. "Sleep well, good night." He retreated to the chair.

This night was much longer than usual. One of them was on the bed and the other on the chair. They were obviously so close, but they seemed far away.

…

In the afternoon of the next day, everyone rushed back to T City.

As soon as he entered the airport lobby, Leng Zhiyuan saw Leng Hao standing in front of him from a distance. Leng Hao was dressed in black, followed by Ah Chen and a group of people in black.

"Brother." She stepped forward quickly.

Leng Hao glanced at his sister up and down, "Are you injured?"

Leng Zhiyuan shook his head, "No."

The staff carried Leng Mu over, and Leng Hao quickly stepped forward. He bent down and whispered twice, "Dad! Daddy!"

"Brother," Leng Zhiyuan said softly, "Stop screaming, dad... won't wake up again."

Leng Hao slowly stood up straight, his three-dimensional mixed-blood facial features darkened, and there were not many emotional fluctuations on his face. He said to Leng Zhiyuan, "Don't worry, now that medical technology is so advanced, I will definitely cure dad. Ah Chen, send me to the hospital first..."

At this time Zhou Yao took a step forward and said, "Brother."

Leng Hao looked at Zhou Yao and raised the corners of his lips, "What, Major General Zhou, I can't take my father away?"

"Brother..."

"Don't call me brother!" Leng Hao roared in a suppressed voice, the veins on his forehead bulging out, "There is a saying among us gangsters, close relatives should not be killed. Did you ever think about it when you attacked my father? Zhiyuan?”

Zhou Yao's handsome eyebrows were furrowed. He said the same thing. He didn't have any explanation. That shot was fired by Xiao Zhi, but if Xiao Zhi didn't fire, both he and the Red Flame Soldier would die. Even without Xiao Zhi, he Also can do it.

But Leng Hao was right, his father-in-law was his closest relative, and he felt heartbroken and guilty.

When justice and emotion became the two ends of his balance, he actually had no choice.

Leng Hao glared at him and then ordered, "Ah Chen!"

Zhou Yao took another step forward, "Brother!"

The eyes of the two men suddenly collided in the air, with fire flying everywhere. Leng Hao was sinister and fierce, while Zhou Yao was restrained and sad.

At this time, Leng Hao changed his eyes and was ready to take action.

"Brother!" Leng Zhiyuan stepped forward immediately, and she stood between the two men. "Don't embarrass him, this is his duty!"

Leng Hao quickly looked at his sister. At this time, she was still protecting this man?

"Is this all you've got?" He hated iron.

Leng Zhiyuan avoided her elder brother's gaze and said quietly, "We can't get any benefits from the fight now. We can't hand dad over to others, but the way is not to rob him, but to send him back. The situation is very tense now. Dad’s identity is sensitive, and the Leng family is bound to be implicated. Brother, you still have a lot to do. Don’t let yourself get involved first.”

Leng Hao clenched his fists before regaining the anger in his chest. The Leng family was about to experience a catastrophe, and nothing could happen to him at this time.