In recent years.

Chu Huaian suffered a lot at the hands of Chu Huaijing.

Now seeing Chu Yu's face which was somewhat similar to Chu Huaijing's, especially the tone of Chu Yu's voice when talking to him was very similar to Chu Huaijing's, Chu Huaian felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly.

"My grandmother's surname is Jiang, and her name is Jiang Rumeng."

Facing Chu Huaian's gnashing of teeth, Chu Yu showed no fear on his face.

"Not just any cat or dog can be my Chu Yu's grandmother."

Cats and dogs!

Hearing this description, Gao Yufeng's face is so beautiful that it can be described with the color palette of an art student.

At an angle beyond Chu Jianye's sight, a flash of murderous intent flashed across Gao Yufeng's eyes.

Huai'an is now the eldest son of the Chu family. When Chu Huaijing dies, the property under the name of the eldest wife will belong to Huai'an. When the time comes, she will make sure that little bastard Chu Yu has a miserable death.

"Second sister, Huai'an, Yu'er is still a child. You are the elders, why are you arguing with a child like Yu'er?"

Seeing that Gao Yufeng and her son had been met with setbacks and were severely humiliated by Chu Yu, Lin Meilan, the third wife, felt as happy as if she had eaten a candied date.

"Yu'er, look at how serious your dark circles are. You must have heard about your third uncle's situation and rushed back from Xiushui County in a hurry. You didn't rest on the way, did you?"

Lin Meilan looked at Chu Yu with concern.

"You have to take good care of yourself, kid. Your Third Uncle will be fine. Don't wait for your Third Uncle to wake up and then fall ill again. If that happens, your Third Uncle will be heartbroken."

"hehe."

After Lin Meilan finished speaking, Gao Yufeng sneered at her twice and said sarcastically, "Lin Meilan, stop being so hypocritical here. Don't think we don't know what you are up to."

"Yu'er, this woman is just trying to flatter you and gain your trust so she can let your sixth uncle Huaijun and your seventh uncle Huaifeng take over your third uncle's business. Don't fall for this woman's tricks."

"I'm Yu'er's elder. As an elder, shouldn't I care about my younger generation? Gao Yufeng, don't think about others with your dirty mind."

"Shut up, everyone."

Gao Yufeng and Lin Meilan were arguing fiercely when a cold voice sounded, interrupting their conversation.

After Chu Yu interrupted the conversation between Gao Yufeng and Lin Meilan in a murderous tone, his eyes turned sharply and he stared at Chu Jianye like an emotionless robot.

"Mr. Chu, I'll give you five minutes. Please take your woman and children and leave here. Otherwise, I'll have to order my bodyguards to throw them out."

Even though Mr. Chu was a man who had experienced many ups and downs during the period when educated youth went to the countryside, he couldn't help but feel a little shocked when he heard the tone of his eldest grandson's words.

After Chu Yu finished speaking, he glanced at the hospital corridor and saw several tall men in black Zhongshan suits standing in the corner.

Zhao Haiyang had anticipated what was happening. In order to ensure that the Third Master and the Little Third Master were not disturbed, he arranged a number of bodyguards in the corridor in advance.

"Yu'er, take good care of your Third Uncle. When he gets better, Grandpa will come to see him again..."

"No need."

Chu Jianye was interrupted unhappily by Chu Yu before he could finish his words.

"If you hadn't come, I think my uncle would have gotten better faster."

Old Master Chu looked at his eldest grandson who looked tired, sighed heavily, and turned to leave.

As soon as Mr. Chu left, Gao Yufeng, Lin Meilan and others naturally didn't dare to act rashly again.

After the group left, the hospital corridor quickly returned to silence, so quiet that the sound of the second hand of the electronic clock on the wall became very obvious.

Tick-tock...

Time passed quickly, and an hour passed quickly.

The heavy door of the operating room was slowly opened, and the doctor, wrapped tightly in disposable surgical gown, walked out of the operating room.

Hearing the dull sound of the operating room door opening, Chu Yu, who was originally exhausted and pale, suddenly felt like he had been injected with chicken blood. He hurriedly stood up from his chair, walked quickly to the surgeon, and asked anxiously: "Doctor, how is my third uncle?"

"Why!"

The surgeon took off his mask, sighed heavily, and looked at Chu Yu with deep regret in his eyes.

"We've tried our best, but there are large blood clots in Mr. Chu's brain. They're located right in the brain stem, so we don't dare to perform surgery to remove them. Young Master, please prepare for Mr. Chu's funeral as soon as possible."

The surgeon's answer made Chu Yu, Lu Feng and Zhao Haiyang feel cold all over.

Lu Feng was so excited that he reached out and grabbed the surgeon.

"I don't believe it. My Third Master was just hit on the head by a brick. How could it be so serious? Where is Professor Zhang? Please ask Professor Zhang to perform surgery on Third Master again."

The surgeon understood Lu Feng's current mood and replied helplessly, "At present, our country cannot perform such an operation. Even if Professor Zhang came, it would be of no use."

"Uncle Lu, I believe the doctor has done his best. Please don't make things difficult for him."

Lu Feng let go of the surgeon and turned to look at Chu Yu.

"Little Third Master, are we just going to accept our fate?"

Chu Yu didn't answer. He watched Mr. Chu Sanye being pushed out of the operating room by two doctors. He silently followed behind the bed and came to the intensive care unit.

"Uncle Lu, please go to the car we drove back."

Chu Yu's order made Lu Feng slightly stunned.

"Little Third Master, did you drop something in the car?"

At this time, Master San actually asked him to go to the car to get the things he dropped.

Chu Yu: "I left a pot of water in the passenger compartment. Go get it for me, and be quick."

Although Lu Feng was full of doubts, he still did as Chu Yu instructed.

After leaving the intensive care unit, Lu Feng ran all the way.

In less than ten minutes, he returned to the intensive care unit where Mr. Chu Sanye was, carrying a white plastic wine jug.

He didn't have time to catch his breath and handed the kettle to Chu Yu breathlessly.

"Master San, is this the pot of water?"

Chu Yu took the kettle and glanced at Zhao Haiyang who was also looking at him in confusion.

"Uncle Zhao, please find me a bowl and a spoon."

Zhao Haiyang quickly handed a small bowl and a small metal spoon to Chu Yu.

Chu Yu calmly opened the white wine jug and carefully poured the water from the jug into the bowl.

"Master Chu, you can't feed water to Master Chu."

The nurse who was watching by the window saw Chu Yu holding a bowl and a spoon and trying to feed water to Mr. Chu Sanye, and hurriedly stopped him with an anxious look on her face.

"Master Chu just had a craniotomy, so he can't be put in water directly. You can only wet Master Chu's mouth with a cotton swab dipped in water."