Chapter 139: Promising to be together forever

Yang Fan walked to the waiting room and saw Feng Wanyi wearing silver clothes standing there waiting for her.

Yang Fan was about to walk over, but the girl hugged Yang Fan's neck from behind, bit her ear and said to Yang Fan, "I'm not a little fox, my name is Hua Ling'er! We will meet again soon."

After Hua Ling'er said that, she let go of Yang Fan's neck and walked towards Feng Wanyi. Hua Ling'er smiled at Feng Wanyi and said, "Auntie, you are the one who picks up Brother Yang! He is behind me, so I'll leave first! If you have the chance, I'll invite my aunt to have tea."

After Hua Ling'er finished saying these words, she hummed a tune and disappeared into the crowd.

"Haha..." Yang Fan walked to Feng Wanyi and saw this woman whose face was colder than an iceberg at this time. She really didn't know what to say, so she could only smile foolishly.

"The chairman is seriously ill and the Yang Group is in danger. Do you still feel very happy now?" Feng Wanyi looked at Yang Fan coldly, making Yang Fan feel as if she was standing in the coldest part of Antarctica, and her whole body was trembling with coldness.

"No, I just want to explain it to you..." Before Yang Fan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Feng Wanyi.

"What are you explaining to me? Is that little girl extraordinary. Although her face is innocent, she has a murderous aura in her bones?" Feng Wanyi asked back.

Yang Fan stared at Feng Wanyi with wide eyes, unable to say a word.

"Don't look at me with this kind of eyes. Do you think you are the only smart person in the world, and others' heads are broken by donkeys?" Feng Wanyi scolded Yang Fan coldly, not showing any mercy to Yang Fan.

Even if Yang Fan was a fool at this time, he could see that Feng Wanyi was in a very bad mood. When facing a woman in a bad mood, smart men would generally choose to remain silent. Although Yang Fan could not be considered a smart man, he was at least not a stupid man. Therefore, Yang Fan chose to shut up and listen to Feng Wanyi's words quietly.

People often say: Women around thirty will be very verbose.

Although Feng Wanyi is a woman who is almost thirty years old, she is not long-winded.

Feng Wanyi saw Yang Fan shut up and did not continue to pester. While walking outside the airport, Feng Wanyi asked Yang Fan, "I'll take you back to the villa first, or go to the hospital first?"

Yang Fan looked at his watch and there was still some time before seven o'clock. Yang Fan said to Feng Wanyi: "Go to the hospital first! Go to the company at ten o'clock!"

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At this time, the genius was slightly lit, and street lights were on both sides of the road. The street lights shone on the buildings next to them, and the dim projection fell on the road, making the pedestrians and vehicles on the road recall the word "depression".

Yang Fan sat in the car, looking at the scene beside the road, and unconsciously took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. Although Yang Fan was not a complete cigarette, he never lacked cigarettes, just like Yang Fan was not a pure playboy, but he never lacked confidantes around him.

Yang Fan took out one from it, took out a lighter and lit it, took a deep breath, and spit out a very round and large smoke ring. He felt much more comfortable, not as depressed as before.

"Please give me one!" Feng Wanyi, who was standing beside her, said to Yang Fan.

Although Yang Fan was very resentful of the smoking woman in his heart, he still handed Feng Wanyi a lit cigarette according to Feng Wanyi's words.

Feng Wanyi stretched out her index finger and middle finger like a green onion, held the cigarette handed over by Yang Fan, placed it on her bright lips, took a few sips, and spit out a few cigarette rings, looking more skillful than Yang Fan.

"Do you smoke often?" Yang Fan asked.

"It's not often. I just suck one when I feel very unhappy. For example, when I'm lonely, depressed, and upset." Feng Wanyi replied lightly.

Yang Fan's eyes were very good. From Feng Wanyi's skillful smoking movements, he could see that the woman sitting in front of him must be in a very unhappy mood. Yang Fan did not continue to ask because he was afraid, afraid that he would hear a lot of things from her mouth that made him sad and self-blame.

"Smoke less cigarettes in the future. If you smoke too much, you will not be good for your health!" Yang Fan looked at the woman beside him and said lightly, and suddenly felt a very painful feeling in his heart.

"Well, I know. Don't smoke casually, either." Feng Wanyi smiled faintly at Yang Fan and extinguished the cigarette butts in her hand.

"Well, I'll listen to you." Yang Fan also extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand.

The two sat in the car, listening to the sound of the motor and feeling the lightning. Although they had something to say in their hearts, they didn't speak.

"The hospital is here, let's go in!" Feng Wanyi took the lead in breaking the terrible silence.

"Well, let's go!" Yang Fan followed Feng Wanyi in.

This hospital is the largest and best hospital in Hong Kong. Although it is just dawning now, there are already a constant stream of people waiting for the outpatient clinic. The ward where Yang Xuan is staying is the best special care unit in the hospital, located on the upper floor of the hospital ward. So, Yang Fan and Feng Wanyi walked into the elevator dedicated to their families.

"Tell me the truth, grandpa really doesn't have much time?" Yang Fan came to Hong Kong in the elevator and asked Feng Wanyi about Yang Xuan's condition for the first time.

"The doctor said that the chairman's heart, lungs and other organs have begun to fail. Now, the chairman is reluctant to support the drug every day. Once the drug fails, the chairman will..." Feng Wanyi said slowly, her tone full of grief.

From Feng Wanyi's heart, she never wanted to see Yang Xuan leave. Although Yang Xuan only had to live one day, he would force Feng Wanyi to do something she didn't want to do (it will be written later), Feng Wanyi still hoped that Yang Xuan would live well. After all, in Feng Wanyi's mind, Yang Xuan was not only her boss, but also like her father. More than ten years ago, when the world abandoned Feng Wanyi, it was Yang Xuan who gave her hope again, allowing her to feel the place of life again. It can be said that without Yang Xuan, there would be no Feng Wanyi now. Therefore, when Feng Wanyi learned that Yang Xuan was seriously ill, Feng Wanyi's inner grief would never be less than Yang Wanru. However, Yang Wanru showed it, and Feng Wanyi hoped to silently transform the grief into meaningful actions.

"How many days can the drug last?" Yang Fan asked lightly.

Yang Fan is not an ungrateful villain who is profit-oriented. Similar to Feng Wanyi, Yang Fan's current achievements are all thanks to Yang Xuan. Therefore, although Yang Fan sometimes disgusted with the hypocritical appearance that Yang Xuan made in order to make use of himself, he is still full of gratitude and respect for Yang Xuan. Why don't Yang Fan hope that he can live a good life for this old man who is full of gratitude and respect for him in his heart?

However, it will rain and my mother will get married. Some things will happen regardless of whether you want it or not. Yang Xuan's death is like this.

"The doctor said that at most... three days." Feng Wanyi replied.

"Three days?" Yang Fan listened and fell into deep thought.

Once Yang Xuan dies, the calm Yang family on the surface will be like a resurrected volcano, and all kinds of suppressed conflicts will burst out instantly like magma. It was precisely because the Jin family saw this that they launched a large-scale attack on the company with great fanfare. As the future head of the Yang family, Yang Fan will become the common enemy of the Yang family and the Jin family. If Yang Fan does not do it well, he will become the first victim of this volcanic eruption. Therefore, Yang Fan must take measures as soon as possible to defend the existing Yang group and also protect himself.

Feng Wanyi took Yang Fan to the door of the ward. She did not go in. Instead, she followed Yang Fan's words and drove to the company to sleep for a while. When she was waiting for ten o'clock, Feng Wanyi got up again and summoned the company's senior management and waited for Yang Fan to come for a meeting.

"Hello, Mr. Yang!" The two black-clad bodyguards standing outside Yang Xuan's ward saw Yang Fan coming in and nodded respectfully to Yang Fan.

"Thank you for your hard work! I'll trouble you for grandpa's safety." Yang Fan recognized these two bodyguards as Zhang Shaoyi's subordinates, and after saying that, he walked into the ward.

The ward is worthy of being a special care ward. Whether it is air conditioning, computers, etc., or the decoration layout of the room, the luxury is no less than that of the presidential suite of a five-star hotel. If it weren't for the strong smell of alcohol disinfection, Yang Fan would have thought he had walked into a luxurious palace.

However, the person living in this palace was not a prince, but an old man who would die soon. Yang Xuan, who was lying on the bed, wore an oxygen mask on his old face, and his weak body was covered with a thin white quilt. The dead aura emitted from his whole body formed a ironic pattern with the gorgeous surroundings.

Yang Wanru sat next to Yang Xuan's disease bed, staring blankly at her grandfather on the bed, looking so helpless and sad.

"Liuru!" Yang Fan walked over, hugged Yang Wanru gently, gently pushed away the black hair scattered on his forehead, and looked carefully at the girl he was worried about.

The deep eyes became red and swollen after the ruthless impact of tears; there was no blood on the pale face; the hair that should have been neatly draped behind the head was extremely messy; the bright red lips also became dry and pale. If Yang Fan had not seen it with his own eyes, Yang Fan would not have believed that this woman would be the lively and cute girl even though he died.

"Yang Fan, is it you?" Yang Wanru looked at Yang Fan intently and asked murmured.

"It's like, sorry! I shouldn't have left you and went to Chengdu alone." Yang Fan felt deeply guilty when facing this woman he loved deeply.

"Yang Fan, am I ugly now? I'm like an old woman in her seventies? Do you want me?" Yang Wanru asked, and two lines of clear tears fell.

"It's not ugly, mine is always a great beauty. How could I not want you? Haven't I promised you that we will be together for the rest of our lives?" Yang Fan gently wiped the tears at the corner of Yang Wanru's eyes with his hands.

"Yang Fan, no matter what happens in the future, I beg you not to abandon me. I have no other person to rely on except you and grandpa." Yang Wanru said, unable to suppress the feelings in her heart anymore, buried in Yang Fan's arms, letting tears wet Yang Fan's clothes on her chest.

"No! No!" Yang Fan gently patted Yang Wanru's back, and his eyes couldn't help but feel a little wet when facing this girl who loved her deeply.

Perhaps it was Yang Wanru who was too tired, or perhaps it was Yang Fan's arms that made Yang Wanru feel the feeling of safety, Yang Wanru lay in Yang Fan's arms and gradually fell asleep.

Yang Fan gently picked up Yang Wanru, put her on the bed next to him, covered her with a quilt, for fear that she would wake her up again by accident.

After Yang Fan placed Yang Wanru, he was about to sit down and see Yang Xuan, but the door was opened. The doctor and nurse wearing a white coat came in.

"Are you Dong Baron Yang?" A male doctor wearing glasses asked Yang Fan.
Chapter completed!