326: C326 Now You Want to Beat Me up

C326 Now You Want to Beat Me up

Zuo Fei'er was even more frightened and cried even harder. Her small body curled up and trembled.

Seeing this, Pei Yiyuv raised his eyebrows and held Zuo Fei'er in his arms. His large hands casually wiped away the tears on her face and helplessly shrugged his shoulders to Zuo Lan to remind her.

"Zuo Lan, you have lost your composure. She is only a five year old child..."

Before the anger had dissipated, Zuo Lan's chest kept rising and falling on the ground. Even the breath between her nose was rough. She did not speak and did not pay attention to Pei Yiyuv and Zuo Fei'er. She only looked out the window.

"Fei'er, quickly apologize to Mommy..." Pei Yiyuv lightly shook Zuo Fei'er's body.

Zuo Fei'er was still out of breath crying. When she heard Pei Yiyuv's words, her small white hands timidly grabbed Zuo Lan's sleeve and carefully shook it.

"Mommy, don't reject Fei'er. ... Don't reject Fei'er. Fei'er will be obedient. Fei'er won't cry anymore... "

Daddy already doesn't like her. If Mommy doesn't want her anymore, she will become a child that no one wants!

Listening to that tender voice crying beside her ear, Zuo Lan thought of when she was young. She was also afraid of being abandoned, so she cried and shouted that she would be obedient.

Her heart hurt from the pain. Zuo Lan's anger was gradually dissipating. She took a long breath and hugged Zuo Fei'er. She coldly said, "Go back to the villa."

Zuo Fei'er obediently and her two small hands randomly wiped away her tears and did not dare to make a sound.

The car turned around and did not move forward for long. Suddenly, when it was about to make an ear-piercing sound with the ground, the car suddenly stopped.

Zuo Lan did not have enough time to defend herself. Her body swayed forward and her head hit the seat in the front row. It was extremely painful. She angrily shouted, "Pei Yiyuv! What are you doing!?"

However, there was no sound coming from the front row. It was very quiet.

Immediately after, Zuo Fei'er called out, "Mommy! Why did Uncle not move! He's not moving at all!"

Zuo Lan quickly straightened up when she heard him and lightly patted Pei Yiyuv's back. "Pei Yiyuv! Pei Yiyuv! Pei Yiyuv! Wake up! "

However, no matter how hard she slapped him, he didn't move at all, as if he had fainted.

Not good, he must have had a heart attack!!

Zuo Lan placed Zuo Fei'er in the back seat and used all her strength to move him to the front passenger seat. At the same time, she stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed forward like an arrow leaving the bow.

As the car sped forward, she said to Zuo Fei'er who was behind, "Hold on tight, don't twist your body randomly!"

When they reached the hospital, the doctor and nurse quickly carried Pei Yihuan into the operating theater and started to examine his body.

She originally did not want to make a call, but when she thought of Pei Yiyuv's condition, she still dialed his number.

In a moment, the phone was connected. Without any nonsense, Zuo Lan went straight to the point. "Pei Yiyuv had a heart attack and fainted. He is now in the hospital!"

When she finished speaking, she hung up the phone and waited outside the operating theater with Zuo Fei'er in her arms.

Twenty minutes later, Pei Yihuan, Pei Yijing, and Pei Yifeng arrived and sat on the reclining chair.

Pei Yifeng was dissatisfied with Pei Yiyuv. How could he not come at such a critical moment?

Last time, in order to save Mo, he only performed an experimental surgery, but his brother actually extorted four percent of Second Brother's shares!

This time, it was him who was lying in the operating theater. His face was red, and he was too embarrassed to look at Second Brother and Mo!

One really could not take an inch for an inch!

After a long time, the door of the operating theater was pushed open, and the doctor came out with a report. "President Pei, the patient has congenital heart disease. The situation is very serious now."

Pei Yihuan responded softly from his throat, "I know."

"The only way now is to transplant the heart, but the heart can't be transplanted casually. It needs to be distributed and tested. It is a very big project."

"So?" Pei Yihuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the doctor.

"The young master's heart type is very special, and it is very difficult to mate with it. Ever since he was six years old and knew that the young master had congenital heart disease, master Pei started to file a case for the young master. He asked us to pay attention to the congenital heart type every day and to call him immediately, but the result was regrettable."

Hearing this, Pei Yifeng, who had been silent all this time, asked, "How serious is his condition now?"

"It's very serious. All the indicators of his heart are weakening. To put it in an unpleasant way, it doesn't have much effect on a pile of rotten iron. Also, the Eldest Young Master's face is starting to turn purple. He can't exercise intensely.

Occasionally, he will faint. If his condition is surprisingly good... He can only breathe for two to three years, or else he might even be able to do so for a few months. The main reason is that his condition is too terrible."

"Yes, I know..." Pei Yifeng nodded slowly.

He knew that his brother's condition was very serious. When he went to America, it was also because his condition was too serious. His master arranged a doctor in America to let him go and treat him.

After returning to the country, the first thing he saw was that he had become much thinner. Although his figure was still very good, he could still tell that he was very thin.

In the ward.

Pei Yiyuv was lying on the hospital bed, still unconscious.

"Second Brother, is it very difficult to find a matching heart?"

Pei Yihuan nodded and said lightly: "I heard what the doctor said just now. It is not easy to find a suitable heart, and very few people donate their hearts."

Because donating a heart meant death, except for those who wanted to donate their hearts when they were alive. Very few people would choose to do so.

"I know, donating a heart represents death" Pei Yifeng suddenly felt his head hurt. He rubbed his hands hard and leaned against the sofa.

If it was another disease, it would be easy to cure, but there was no other way to cure congenital heart disease.

Everyone in the ward was silent. At this moment, Pei Yiyuv coughed lightly on the bed and slowly narrowed his eyes.

When he saw all the figures in the ward, his long and narrow eyes slightly raised up. He smiled casually and lazily. "Aiyo, why are you all here?"

No one said anything. The silent silence flowed in the room.

"None of you are saying anything?" Pei Yiyuv sat up from the bed. He looked around and frowned. "Why am I in the hospital?"

The next second, he clapped his hands in realization. "By the way, I must have had a heart attack. I almost forgot about it. Really!"

As he spoke, he went to pick up the cigarette on the table and lit it up. Before he even smoked, it had already been snatched by Pei Yifeng and thrown into the trash can.

"Do you think your life is too long?" Pei Yifeng said without any hesitation.

He paused for a few seconds and then left. He understood. "It seems that you already know about my illness. I was still thinking that maybe one day, even if I die, you won't find out. It seems that I still have some attention..."

Hearing this, Pei Yifeng could only wish that he could punch him. "Since you already know your illness, why do you still smoke and drink?"

"By the way, isn't there a saying that goes, Pei Yifeng said. There's no harm in being prepared..." Pei Yiyuv raised his eyebrows and smiled with narrowed eyes.

Pei Yihuan frowned when he heard the meaning in Pei Yiyuv's words. "What do you mean by that?"

"You will soon know what it means," Pei Yiyuv said slowly.

Zuo Lan, however, knew what he meant. He was the only one in the ward who knew!

Before she could say anything, Pei Yiyuv had already handed the letter to Pei Yihuan. "My dear brother, take a good look..."1

Pei Yihuan took the letter with his big hand. He read each word clearly, but the more he read under the letter, the colder his expression became, and the uglier it became!

In fact, his large hand was about to crush the letter!

"Don't just read it by yourself. You should at least let Ling and Ling read it..."

Seeing Second Brother's sudden change in expression, Pei Yifeng impatiently snatched the letter. His reaction was no exception. It was even uglier. He looked at Second Brother in a daze, then at Mo!

Pei Yijing looked at the two of them in confusion. He did not understand why their expressions had become like this. He took two steps forward and took the letter from Pei Yifeng. He said lightly, "Let me take a look..."

This time, even Pei Yijing's expression changed. He looked at Second Brother, then at the letter. Finally, his eyes fell on Pei Yiyuv.

Pei Yiyuv exhaled and moved his body to lean against the headboard.

"Why are you all looking at me like this? It seems like I am the main culprit. Everyone, please remember, the one who made these decisions is the old man, not me. I don't have the right and ability. If you still don't believe me, you can totally verify the authenticity of the words..."

"There's no need, his words are not to the extent that I don't recognize them..." Pei Yihuan pulled his thin lips. His voice was low and cold, and it was laced with ice.

Hearing this, the corners of Pei Yiyuv's mouth curled up slightly. "That's good. Where is third brother?"

His expression still changed a little. Pei Yijing's face was full of shock and he did not recover from it for a long time. No one knew what he was thinking in his heart, let alone words.

"Third brother, why aren't you saying anything? Did you get scared by this letter?" Pei Yiyuv called out softly. Everyone in the room could hear his voice.

Pei Yifeng returned to his senses and threw the letter to the side. He rushed to the bedside with an angry face. He grabbed Pei Yiyuv's clothes with both hands and panted heavily. He clenched his fist in the air.

"What? Do you want to beat me up now?"

Pei Yiyuv moved his face closer to Pei Yifeng. "I won't have any objections. You can beat me up as much as you want, but Yifeng, you have to remember that it was the old man who made these decisions, not me..."

Raising his hand, Pei Yifeng threw Pei Yiyuv's body to the side. His back collided with the wall, making a dull sound.

Pei Yiyuv's face was a little purple. His back hit the wall hard. A sharp pain spread through his body. He covered his chest with both hands and coughed violently." Cough, cough, cough... "Cough, cough, cough..."

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