Chapter 450 You guys still have a child marriage [2 more]

Yunshan understood: "Master, you, Miss Ying, and Uncle Wen also have tickets for the afternoon. You are not on the same flight as Zhong Manhua, so you won't run into each other."

"Well, I'll go pick her up." Fu Yunshen stood up. "Watch this place in Shanghai carefully."

Mr. Zhong used to live in the imperial capital, and now that he has finally returned, he doesn’t want to go there anymore.

When people grow old, they will always return to their hometown like fallen leaves.

We should be thankful that Zhong Manhua still has some conscience and didn't think of doing anything to Mr. Zhong.

Yunshan clasped his fists and saluted again, then went down.

**

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Ying Zijin had packed up everything.

Mr. Zhong came to the Wen family to see her off, somewhat reluctantly: "Come back often in the future, you have a home here, too."

Ying Zijin chuckled: "I know, Grandpa."

"Grandpa Zhong." Fu Yunshen stood lazily beside him, with one hand in his pocket, "We will be back next year during the Chinese New Year."

"You little brat." Old Master Zhong raised his hand and slapped Fu Yunshen on the shoulder, his eyes red. "You two, grandfather and grandson, really took advantage of me."

I returned his cart of snacks and robbed him of his granddaughter.

What a good deal.

Fu Yunshen just smiled and said nothing.

"Now that you are all doing so well, Old Man Fu can rest assured in heaven." Old Master Zhong sighed and asked, "When are you getting engaged?"

Fu Yunshen tilted his head and looked at the girl, his peach blossom eyes curved.

Ying Zijin reminded him: "Grandpa, I'm only eighteen."

"What's wrong with 18?" Old Master Zhong glared. "Many of them got engaged when they were a few years old. You're already 18, so you can get married abroad."

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and murmured, "I forgot that you had a childhood engagement. What a coincidence."

Fu Yunshen's eyelashes twitched, and he was also a little surprised: "Child marriage?"

"Yes." Old Master Zhong muttered, "Before you were born, your grandfather and I discussed this matter, but we drank so much that we forgot about it. I suddenly remembered it now. I really don't remember what I should remember."

Actually, this matter originated from a competition between him and Mr. Fu while they were drinking. Since there was nothing left to bet on, they brought up the topic of child marriage.

Unexpectedly, it actually worked in the end.

"Oh, forget it, let's not discuss this anymore." Mr. Zhong waved his hand, "Anyway, you should get engaged as soon as possible, and no later than when Zijin graduates from university. Otherwise, I tell you, there are many people waiting to snatch this boy away."

He heard that more than a dozen people in Qingzhi's football team liked his granddaughter.

"Yeah, I know." Fu Yunshen said casually, pulling the girl's hand. "It depends on whether Yaoyao is happy or not. I couldn't ask for more."

Ying Zijin didn't say anything, but didn't let go either.

Mr. Zhong was very happy: "Then give me some strength, and I can be the witness when the time comes."

The three of them got in the car, Wen Fengmian sat in the front and Yunshan drove.

Both of them kept their eyes straight and their ears would never hear anything they shouldn't hear.

After a long silence, Fu Yunshen spoke slowly: "I thought -"

Ying Zijin leaned against the car window and yawned: "What else did you think?"

"I thought Grandpa Zhong would beat me up, but I didn't expect him to urge me to get married." Fu Yunshen was thoughtful, "So, what do you think?"

Ying Zijin glanced at him and said, "I've only been dating for a month, it's not enough."

"We can talk about it again." Fu Yunshen laughed softly, and suddenly repeated the three words that Mr. Zhong said, "child marriage."

Ying Zijin raised her eyes: "Hmm?"

Fu Yunshen opened his hand and placed her hand on his palm: "This means that you have been mine since childhood."

**

The next day.

Imperial capital.

After Mr. Nie knew that Ying Zijin wanted to treat Xiu Yu, he specially cleared out a private hospital.

"You've had this injury for five years." Ying Zijin examined Xiu Yu and frowned slightly. "Part of your muscles have atrophied and your bones are broken. Didn't it hurt?"

She noticed that Xiu Yu was injured, but she didn't check and didn't know how serious the injury was.

Xiu Yu whispered, "I gave up on myself at the time and thought I would just die, so I didn't seek medical treatment. I even cut my wrists and took sleeping pills. I was almost mentally broken, so I didn't feel any pain at the time."

The injury on her hand was sustained during a car race.

The Xiu family has a racing team that participates in international competitions in exchange for deals with major international families.

This is very different from the Nie and Mu families.

However, this racing team does not allow direct members to join, so Xiu Yu just went there for fun.

Her racing skills are indeed good, and she even beat the captain of the racing team. The entire racing team praised her highly.

But then, she had a car accident during a car race.

Although he was rescued in the end, he suffered irreversible damage to his hand.

Daily activities are possible, but high-intensity competition is impossible. I can only play amateur racing and boxing occasionally.

Of course, since Xiu Yu and Ling Mianxi knew each other, they could go to the ancient medical community for treatment.

Ancient doctors are truly good at bringing back the dead, so a minor injury like this is no problem at all.

Except she didn't.

Because in the same month, Xiu Yu’s father Xiu Shaoning disappeared.

Later, her mother also died of advanced cancer.

Not long after, Grandpa Xiu brought Xiu Yan back, let Xiu's mother sit in the position of the mistress of the Xiu family, and made Xiu Yan's younger brother the heir.

Xiu Yu became disheartened and left the Xiu family, never returning.

That year, she was fifteen years old.

Not everyone can bear so much.

"My aunt kept persuading me to go back, saying that the Xiu family was also my father's hard work and should not fall into the hands of outsiders." Xiu Yu looked at his hands, "I felt that I was useless at the time, and I hated my father for a while without knowing the truth, so I stayed in Shanghai."

"How can it be useless?" Ying Zijin said calmly, picking up a golden needle. "You can race cars, you can box, and you have helped many people. You are better than you think."

Before Xiu Yu had time to feel moved, a needle was inserted into her acupoint.

"Dad Ying, it hurts, it hurts." Xiu Yu hissed, almost crying, "Be gentle, be gentle, I'm a patient, please take care of me."

"It's very mild now." Ying Zijin lowered his head and continued to insert the needle. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Ask him. When I treated him, he should have woken up from the pain."

Xiu Yu raised his head and looked at the happy dog ​​sitting in the corner playing games. His mood suddenly improved: "Then I am balanced."

Jiang Ran: “…”

Why is he always the one who gets hurt?

An hour later, Ying Zijin pulled out the needle and asked Xiu Yu to take some pills.

"Really fast." Xiu Yu shook his hands, "It seems to be healed now."

"Well, let's wait another two days." Ying Zijin nodded, "Just in case."

Xiu Yu nodded.

Jiang Ran put away the game console, patted his chest nonchalantly and said, "Remember to call me when you get back to Xiu's house. My father and I will support you."

No matter how powerful the Xiu family is, can they compare with the Ling family in the ancient martial arts world?

Scare Mr. Xiu to death is the least of his worries.

**

night.

First Hospital.

With the doctor's treatment, Ying Zhenting finally woke up.

He has been in the hospital for almost a month, but his health has not improved, but has become worse.

"Dad, you'd better calm down." Ying Tianlu wiped Ying Zhenting's body and reminded him, "Your mood is very important for your illness."

Ying Zhenting's face was pale, and his voice was difficult and hoarse: "Have you done the matching?"

"Yes, I have tried them all, including all the people from the side branches of the Ying family. None of them are suitable." Ying Tianlu said indifferently, "Mine is not suitable either."

Hearing this, Ying Zhenting was also very desperate.

He is in his prime and has grand ambitions in his heart. He also wants to lead the Ying family into the circle of the imperial capital.

But how can he fulfill his wish when he is so sick?

The more Ying Zhenting thought about it, the angrier he became.

He has always paid attention to his diet and has good sleeping habits, so how come his metabolism suddenly has problems?

Ying Zhenting was puzzled and wanted to struggle: "What about the hospital? Is there no liver source?"

Without a suitable liver source, he can only wait to die.

Ying Tianlu shook his head: "No, the difference between the number of people waiting for livers and the number of people donating livers is too big."

"Did your sister do it too?" At this moment, Ying Zhenting suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and sat up on the bed, "Let her do it."

"Dad, are you crazy too?" Ying Tianlu was so angry that he laughed, "Zijin's blood type is special, it's impossible to match it. This is common sense. Do you still want her to come?"

"I'm not talking about her." Ying Zhenting gritted his teeth, "I'm talking about Xiaoxuan. Let Xiaoxuan do the matching."

Ying Tianlu paused, raised his head slowly, and his eyes suddenly changed: "Dad, who are you talking about?"

See you at five.

(End of this chapter)