You Are My Rare Passion

He frowned, and sighed like a grown-up: "I'm so worried! Dad, why do you think he's so stupid?"

Gu Junzhu was about to die of laughter from his frowning serious and worried look.

But the little guy was worried, and he was too embarrassed to laugh, so he had to hold back.

Ye Xingbei was speechless: "Son, if you don't mean it, I won't use it like this. You used the wrong word again!"

"Is there?" The little tree seedling looked at her, blinking her big eyes, "I think it is very vivid to use here!"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

All right.

as long as you are happy.

She looked at Gu Junzhu: "Let's go to the hospital to see Mr. Qi?"

"Okay," Gu Junzhu turned to look at Gu Chi: "Xiao Chi, go prepare some gifts."

Gu Chi took the lead.

Yue Ya'er walked to Ye Xingbei's side: "Let's go with me too, to see if there is anything I can do to help."

"Okay." Ye Xingbei nodded in agreement.

Ye Xingbei would rather let Yue Ya'er go out with her for a walk, so that she would be free from wild thoughts at home.

After preparing the gifts, Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei rushed to the First Central Hospital with the two little ones.

He found Mr. Qi's ward, and before he entered, he heard angry roars coming from the ward.

Through the window, Xiao Shumiao'er saw a man with his back turned to him, yelling at Qi Wangze.

After yelling a few words, he even patted Qi Wangze's butt hard.

Qi Wangze staggered a few steps after being photographed, and almost fell to the ground.

The man pointed at Qi Wangze and continued to yell.

After yelling a few words, he walked towards Qi Wangze, as if he was about to strike again.

The little sapling was angry.

He slammed the door open, ran behind the man, and pushed the man hard: "You are not allowed to bully ** Ze, you big bad guy!"

Ye Xingbei was afraid that he would get hurt, so he ran over and pulled him into his arms.

With their backs to the man holding them, they staggered when pushed, and turned around with a dazed expression.

The man was in his thirties, and he was not bad looking, but his face was flushed with anger, and his face was irritable.

The little tree seedling pushed Ye Xingbei away, ran to Qi Wangze, and asked him with concern: "Zeze, are you okay?"

Qi Wangze's eyes were red, but he didn't cry, and he shook his head at Little Tree Miao'er as if desperately holding back his tears.

The old man lying on the bed raised his arms with difficulty, lifted the oxygen mask on his face, and said wheezingly, "You, you get out!"

"Dad," the man ignored Ye Xingbei and the others, walked up to the old man and helped him put on the oxygen mask, "Speak up if you have something to say, don't be angry."

"You, you bastard!" Old Master Qi's chest heaved violently in anger, "If you dare to attack Zeze again, I won't have your son. Get lost!"

"Dad," the man said with a helpless expression, "don't I feel sorry for you? Do you think you have spoiled him so much? If he hadn't been hiding secretly, would you be able to lie here now?"

"You...you..." Mr. Qi was full of words, but he was panting so badly that his face was purple, but he couldn't say anything.

Qi Wangze threw himself to the bed and gave old man Qi a hand on his chest, "Grandpa, don't be angry, I was wrong, I dare not do it in the future, it's all my fault, I will never dare again..."

The tears he had been holding back finally fell down.

Old Master Qi raised his hand with difficulty and rubbed his little head, his eyes were very red.

He wanted to tell his grandson that he was right and it was his bastard father who was wrong.