Yang Yu didn't walk for long before she was pulled back by the hospital's medical staff.

When Cheng Feng rushed over after dealing with Yang's mother's affairs, she seemed to have recovered from calmness and was sleeping soundly with her eyes closed.

His eyes fell on the locked door and his eyes instantly sank.

Turning his head and looking at the nurse who was trembling behind him.

"What's going on?"

His eyes were too sharp, and the nurse was afraid to look at his eyes, so she could only lower her head and tremble her lips and replied, "It was Miss Yang who kept hitting people with both hands and feet. Several nurses were beaten. She was strong and had to struggle to get out. They had no choice, so they locked..."

"Hehe~" Cheng Feng sneered, and vomited lightly with thin lips: "Open."

The nurse hesitated and advised: "Doctor Cheng, Miss Yang's mental health is really abnormal. It's good and bad. If you hurt you... I'd better let the psychiatrist come..."

"She is not sick!"

Cheng Feng's voice was cold to freezing point: "I'll say it again, open the door."

The nurse bit her lip and looked up at Cheng Feng, feeling a little unwilling to accept it.

In the medical field, Cheng Feng is a legend and a god-like figure. She never dreamed that one day she would see him at the Eighth Hospital.

But he...

The breath was frozen, so she slowly stepped forward and opened the door lock.

In the ward, Yang Yu was asleep on the bed, her face pale and a little scary. Cheng Feng walked up and sat down in front of her bed, but never dared to reach out to touch her, but just quietly accompanied her.

"Yan Huaining..."

In her sleep, Yang Yu seemed very restless, and kept muttering the words Yan Huaining in her mouth. Cheng Feng sighed silently and looked at her with distress.

Yang Yu felt like she had a very long dream. In the dream, she was in a dark and confined space, her mouth was blocked, and she opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't say a word, and she felt her whole body was muddy.

The pain came from her body, and she was suddenly awakened, screamed and sat up.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that Yang Yu was suddenly awakened by fright, Cheng Feng was shocked, and the conditioned reflex stood up from his seat, stepped forward and took Yang Yu into his arms.

"Little taro."

Yang Yu grabbed his arm blankly, and tears fell down her face.

Cheng Feng kept protecting her tightly and patting her shoulder: "It's okay, no matter what happens, I will be with you."

Yang Yu didn't answer, but tears kept falling.

......

London, England.

After Qi Jingru received the news from China, it was the second day after the news spread.

"God really wants to help me. Their dog bites the dog, and it looks so fierce. Fortunately, I didn't get involved."

In the villa, Qi Jingru was walking in the living room excitedly, turning to look at the butler, her eyes emitting a greedy light.

The butler looked at her, kept lowering his head, and did not answer.

Qi Jingru's smile froze on her face. She half-squinted her eyes and looked at the butler, frowned slightly: "Why.........You don't seem to be happy."

The butler pressed his head lower.

After a while, he struggled to open his mouth: "Madam... News came from the hospital, saying that it was... the young master's situation is very dangerous... I guess I can't wake up."
Chapter completed!