827: C827 But I'm Afraid I Won't be Able to Wait Until I'm Old Enough

C827 But I'm Afraid I Won't be Able to Wait Until I'm Old Enough

"It's a local gang, but they're also paid for it."1

Shan Yin said with difficulty, "They sent Su Ke to the port and left him on a fishing boat, but my friend's men rushed to the port and did not find Su Ke on that fishing boat."

The port was very large, and there were a lot of people there. There were very few surveillance cameras, so they searched the port but could not find Su Ke.

Fu Yunjian almost collapsed when he heard that. He punched the wall hard.

Not many people knew that he had a daughter and that his daughter was sick. He didn't know who it was either. He had schemed to do all of this, but he didn't do anything.

"If I had known earlier, I would not have recognized Sui back then." Fu Yunjian said regretfully.

If he didn't meet Sui, he would have let her live with Yan Shu and increase the distance between them. Perhaps that person thought that he only had one son.

When Shan Yin saw the insufferably arrogant man become like this because of his daughter, his heart ached.

"It was precisely because Sui found her daddy that she had a big brother. She was happier than before." Shan Yin patted the man on the shoulder. "Fu Yunjian, even if you were not qualified to be a father, you have done so much for Sui. You have shown me the love and responsibility of a father. "

"If the other party wanted to kill Su Ke, he would have killed him long ago in the hotel. He wouldn't have spent so much effort to take him away. He will be fine."

"I will ask the people over there to increase the intensity of their search."

Shan Yin's words made Fu Yunjian, who had lost control, regain some reason. "Su Ke can slowly find him, but I am afraid Sui will not be able to wait."

He told Shan Yin everything Su Ying had said before.

Shan Yin was stunned and said in a fluster, "No wonder Sui seems to be working hard these two days. She even likes to lie in bed for a long time... No, Sui must be fine. "

Sui was also watched by Shan Yin as she grew up. His love for children was not any less than Fu Yunjian's.

If something happened to Sui, Yan Shu would definitely go crazy.

Shan Yin's trembling hands took out his phone and called his friends who had a good relationship with him. He asked them to contact the cardiovascular surgeons in the United Kingdom and immediately come to City Y. It did not matter how much money they wanted.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, the two men went to Yan Xiaosui's ward.

Yan Xiaosui was forging a wooden octaphone box with her brother. When she saw Fu Yunjian coming over, she immediately stood up from the hospital bed and asked the man to carry her.

After being carried in Fu Yunjian's arms, Yan Xiaosui pouted and said, "Dad, you clearly said that you would accompany me for dinner."

"Sorry, Dad is too busy." Fu Yunjian thought about Yan Xiaosui's current health condition and said gently, "You are now a small patient and cannot play for too long. After washing your face, you can go to sleep, okay?"

"No, it's not even nine o'clock yet." Yan Xiaosui muttered.

She pointed at the table and said, "I want to put that eight-note box together with big brother."

"Godfather will help you make it." Shan Yin rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile, "Godfather will make sure that when you wake up tomorrow, you will see a beautiful eight-note box!"

Yan Xiaosui looked at him suspiciously, "Godfather, do you know how to make hands?"

"No." Shan Yin openly admitted it. "Doesn't your brother still exist? Is your father around? The three of us will work hard together."

Yan Xiaosui giggled, "That's so funny."

When Fu Yunjian carried the child to the washroom, he said to Yan Shu, "You are tired from taking care of them for a day. Go to the ward next door and sleep. I will be here with Shan Yin tonight."

Yan Shu had been tense for the past two days and kept looking at Yan Xiaosui. She was indeed a little tired.

She kissed Yan Xiaosui on the forehead, "Baby, good night."

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