good night warlord

Hospital
Lin Fanyu complained with some dissatisfaction:

"You have already woken up in front of the media, why did you come to the hospital?
I've been covering you for so long, can you let me take a break? "

Gu Qingyi smiled and said:
"Naturally, to make the almost vegetative state look more realistic.

Isn't it normal to come to the hospital for a comprehensive examination after waking up to make sure there are no sequelae? "

Lin Fanyu looked at the two clasped fingers in front of him, and said angrily:
"Come on, don't think I don't know that he came to the hospital to date you conveniently.

I said that the two of you are also perfect. The young couples go to the cinema to watch movies on dates, or to travel to see the beautiful scenery. You two are fine. It’s really strange to go to the hospital on a date. "

Gu Qingyi's face blushed slightly when she was told:

"We didn't come here for a date, Shi Yan came to accompany me for a prenatal checkup."

Facing Gu Qingyi's categorical denial, what else could Lin Fanyu do? He closed the prenatal inspection documents that Gu Qingyi handed over, turned around and said:

"I know it's not easy for you to meet once, so I'll give you half an hour. After half an hour, I'll wait for you in the examination room."

After finishing speaking, Lin Fanyu left, and when he went out, he thoughtfully closed the door of the ward.

In the ward, Zhan Shiyan supported Gu Qingyi to sit down carefully.

Now, as the gestational age is getting older, Gu Qingyi no longer needs to wear a fake belly, and her belly has already bulged up.

"Are they good?"

When Zhan Shiyan asked this sentence, a flash of self-blame flashed in his eyes.

For her safety, he couldn't appear by her side often, so he couldn't take care of her personally. How could he not feel distressed when he saw how she was being very careful when she moved, sat or lay down.

He could see other pregnant women in the hospital, but it was difficult for him to move because of the bloated figure of a single child, and his Yi Baoer had triplets in her womb, and it would take more than four months to reach full term, which he couldn't even imagine. How uncomfortable his Yi Baoer would be.

So now he only hopes that the baby in her womb will be obedient and not let his wife be troubled.

Gu Qingyi couldn't understand his worry. If she hadn't insisted on keeping all three children, he would have considered reducing the pregnancy just to ensure her safety and not want her to suffer.

"Good boy, you don't know how good they all are. I have a good appetite and sleep soundly now. Do you think I look particularly good?"

Gu Qingyi gave him a bright smile:

"You don't need to rush to restore my identity. It just so happens that Li Moran's identity is about to be born, and I can disappear for a period of time as a matter of course, and I can fully wait for labor without arousing anyone's suspicion,"

These were arranged when she decided to come to the capital.

During the war, Yan nodded. The matter was almost resolved. After Yi Baoer gave birth smoothly, he could restore Yi Baoer's identity.

He raised his hand to touch Gu Qingyi's swollen belly, and whispered:

"Be good, and I will take you home after your mother gives birth to you."

As if agreeing to this promise, the area covered by Yan's big hand during the war bulged slightly.

Gu Qingyi smiled softly:
"The baby is high-fiving you, and they said yes."

"Ah."

……

In the examination room, Lin Fanyu explained while operating the equipment:

"The development is very good. Now that the month is old, the fetal movement should be counted every day. If the fetal movement is frequent or abnormal, you should pay attention to it. Pay attention to rest and nutrition every day. Don't stress too much. Relaxing is the best."

Gu Qingyi was very happy when she heard Lin Fanyu's first words.

As long as the baby is all right, she has nothing to be dissatisfied with.

"Where's your husband? Didn't he accompany you to the prenatal checkup? Why is he missing again?
You have a big belly now, you must have someone to take care of you, otherwise you will be in danger. "

Lin Fanyu frowned a little. According to his understanding of his friends, Yan should not have appeared during the war at this time.

Gu Qingyi's eyes flickered, thinking of the way his face darkened when he received a call earlier, she explained:

"He has other business."

"Is something wrong?"

Another floor of the hospital, this floor, is the hospital's VIP convalescence room, which is prepared for the distinguished people in the capital city. Those who can be hospitalized on this floor are wealthy people.

Zhan Baicang, the chairman of the Zhan Consortium, is also on this floor.

The brand-new Wartime Feng pushed the door and walked in. At the door of the ward, the butler of the Zhan family had been waiting. Seeing Wartime Feng come in, he bowed respectfully:
"Master."

Zhan Shifeng looked around the convalescent room. Grandpa Zhan Baicang was lying on the hospital bed with oxygen infusion on it. One of the two nurses was working on the room, and the other was wiping Zhan Baicang's face on the hospital bed. He said: :

"You all go out."

The two nurses stopped what they were doing, nodded and exited the room.

Zhan Shifeng looked at the butler who was still respectful at the door like a wax figure, and lowered his eyes:
"You go out too, I want to talk to grandpa alone."

The butler hesitated:

"Eldest young master, the old man has had a stroke, I'm afraid I can't hear what you said."

A stern look flashed in his closed eyes during the war:
"Don't I know that grandpa was paralyzed by a stroke? Want you to remind?
I asked the doctor, and the doctor said that talking to grandpa properly would help grandpa to wake up. "

"But……"

"But what? You are just a servant. You don't listen to what I say. Do you not want to do it anymore?"

Facing the ultimatum issued during the war, the steward bowed helplessly:

"Yes, young master, if you need anything, I'll be at the door."

"Get out of here."

The housekeeper left the ward and closed the door, and Feng Yin's eyes turned to the ward.

Zhan Baicang, who had been paralyzed for many days, seemed to be unchanged except for his eyes being closed.

Zhan Shifeng couldn't help but think of Zhan Shiyan who woke up at the wedding banquet that day, and it was the same as before, without any difference, as if that period of vegetative life never existed on the other party.

Yan woke up during the war, so the grandfather is now like this, does it mean that he will also wake up.

Zhan Shifeng clenched his fists, walked towards the hospital bed, moved his fingers, and a small syringe appeared in his right palm.

After checking that there was no one else in the ward, Zhan Shifeng raised his right hand and plunged the needle of the small syringe in his hand into the drip bottle on the bedside.

With a slight push of the thumb, all the liquid in the needle tube was injected into the vial.

If as expected, when this bottle of drip is finished, the grandfather on the hospital bed will stop breathing.

During the war, Feng put the syringe back into his sleeve, then raised his hand and took out a document and a box of ink pads from his pocket.

After the document was unfolded, the word "will" at the top of the document was very eye-catching.

Gong Yimian's plan is simple:
"Zhan Baicang is paralyzed. You can completely say that your grandfather handed over all the Zhan family to you before he became paralyzed. As long as Zhan Baicang dies, you can get everything logically."