"Dad? Are you awake?"

"Quick! Call a doctor!"

"Dad—! Dad, you finally woke up. Do you know how worried I was about you—!"

Lang Wenping also rushed over and knelt in front of Lang Ningqi's bed. Lang Wenshun and Lang Wencong were not to be outdone. There was a filial son kneeling in each of the four directions: east, west, south and north. The scene was extremely strange.

Doctors and nurses rushed over after hearing the news and carefully examined Lang Ningqi. They found that the blood clot in his brain was much smaller and the pressure on the brain tissue was significantly reduced. They were all amazed and called it a medical miracle.

Lang Ningqi finally had the tubes removed and breathed a sigh of relief. Lang Wenzhe raised the bed so Lang Ningqi could see the room more clearly. He immediately spotted the old man, Zhan Kunpeng, smiling at him with a string of basil in his hand. The veins on Lang Ningqi's forehead throbbed. If it weren't for the miraculous effect of Qingshan's single ginseng soup, he would have fainted again.

"Hey, old coyote, tell me why you're doing this! My sister warned you a long time ago, asking you to be careful, but you just wouldn't listen. You have to suffer the consequences before you feel comfortable, right?"

The more Lang Ningqi looked at Zhan Kunpeng, the more he found him annoying, so he simply turned his face away, believing out of sight, out of mind.

"It was me, Lang Ningqi, who failed to recognize the great man. Please don't blame me, Master!"

Qingshan smiled without commenting.

When Lang Wenshun and the other two saw that their father had actually woken up, they felt scared and regretful. They should have used some tricks to kill the old man a few days ago. Now in the situation, it is hard to say whether the family property can be divided among them!

Lang Wencong pretended to tuck in Lang Ning's quilt and said, "Dad, are you hungry? I'll ask someone to make you a bowl of shark fin porridge!"

Lang Ningqi snorted coldly. He had indeed woken up a long time ago. He heard clearly what these three bastards were planning. Fortunately, he had a "filial son" like Lang Wenzhe, otherwise he would have lost his life in vain.

"No need for that. I don't dare eat your food now. I finally managed to save my life, and I don't want to lose it again for no apparent reason!"

Lang Wencong immediately put on an expression of heartbreak after being misunderstood, and stepped aside hesitantly.

"Azhe, call Lawyer Li and ask him to bring a few people over. I need to make a will!"

Lang Wenzhe was overjoyed, but his face remained calm. He lowered his eyebrows and said to Lang Ningqi:

"Brother has already called Lawyer Li, he should be here soon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the ward opened from the outside, and a well-dressed middle-aged man in a suit and tie came in carrying a briefcase. The middle-aged man saw Lang Ningqi, who was already awake on the bed, and was obviously stunned for a moment:

"Mr. Lang, are you awake?"

"Lawyer Li, Lang Wenshun asked you to come here to divide the property, right? I hired you to represent the Lang Group because of your character and professional ability. The owner isn't even dead yet, and you're so anxious to divide the property? Is that how you act?"

Lawyer Li broke out in a cold sweat and quickly bowed to apologize, cursing Lang Wenshun in his heart. Who said Lang Ningqi was the only one left?

Lang Ning gave Zhan Kunpeng a cold look and started to chase him away:

"Brother Zhan, thank you for your bravery today. I, Lang Ningqi, owe you a favor and will repay you one day! The following is my Lang family's family affairs, so it's inconvenient for outsiders to be present. Please go back!"

"Old coyote, I'm not kidding you, but those sons of bitches in your family are no pushovers. How about I take the trouble to bear witness on your behalf, just in case you die and they turn against you?"

Lang Ningqi was humiliated in front of Zhan Kunpeng today. He was angry and ashamed. Two streams of bright red blood flowed from his nose. Lang Wenzhe was so scared that he quickly called a doctor in to treat him.

What a joke! From what the old man said, he wants to leave all his property to him. He must not let it go to waste!

After an examination, the doctor confirmed that it was just dry nasal mucosa that caused the nosebleed and it was nothing serious. Only then did Lang Wenzhe feel relieved.