The air was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant, the ceiling was blindingly white, and the lights were so bright that it was hard not to feel dizzy if one stared at them for too long.

Yan Zhiyu and Yan Wei stood in front of the emergency room, with a stretcher covered with white cloth in front of them.

Cheng Ruiyuan next to him had bloodshot eyes and looked extremely sad.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Yan Zhiyu couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.

Since she met Cheng Ruiyuan, she has always been in a stable mood. This is the first time she has seen him like this. Moreover, her sister said that Uncle Cheng is a very good person, which makes her feel even more sad.

My sister told me on the way here that Uncle Cheng's condition had not been stable, and the sudden deterioration of his condition was also expected.

When they arrived at the hospital, Uncle Cheng had already...

Yan Zhiyu couldn't help but want to speak to comfort her.

"you--"

She wanted to say don't be sad, but how can you not be sad when something like this happens? Yu 놆's remaining words turned around in her mouth, and finally became: "——Take care of your body."

Yan 뀘薇 also whispered: "Uncle Cheng must hope that you are well."

Cheng Ruiyuan's eyes became even redder.

He lowered his head and clenched his fists for a long time before he forced himself to look up at Yan Zhiyu and Yan Wei.

"Thank you for coming to see my dad for the last time. Even though I didn't see him... Weiwei, thank you for your help to our family during this time."

"I know that in this world, there is rarely any kindness without reason. Do you need my help with anything? Just tell me directly."

The sound became very hoarse, like coarse sand rubbing against each other.

Yan Zhiyu and Yan Wei looked at each other and thought that it was not appropriate to say these things at this time.

Cheng Ruiyuan saw their entanglement.

I wanted to smile, but I couldn't move my lips at all, so I gave up.

"Dad has always told me to be grateful and to repay you when I have the chance... So, just tell me directly and don't delay your business. Although I don't have any ability, I will definitely help if I can."

Yan Wei bit her lip, and finally told them what they had investigated and suspected.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Ruiyuan was surprised.

Then he shook his head: "Mom and Dad never told me that I was not their biological child. Before he died, Dad said a lot of things to me, but he didn't mention this..."

"I wonder if you guys are making a mistake?"

"But no matter what, I have to thank you, Weiwei. As the saying goes, no matter what the cause is, no matter what your purpose is, you have helped me, this is a fact."

"Because of your help, my father stayed in the best ward in the hospital during his last days... To be honest, we have never stayed in such a good hospital before. The doctors' treatment also made his death less painful..."

"I worked hard all my life, but in the end I still had to rely on others to make my father's life more comfortable. As a son, I am really ashamed."

Yan Zhiyu sighed and said, "It's not your fault. This world is inherently unfair. Many things cannot be achieved simply by hard work."

In the original world, she had also experienced the cruelty of the world...

Looking at the sedan chair covered with white cloth, Yan Wei's eyes turned red, and she took the initiative to say: "Ruiyuan, you are unfamiliar with the imperial capital, let me help with uncle's funeral."

Cheng Ruiyuan shook his head and refused.

"You've done enough for me. I want to take care of my father's funeral myself. This way, I can show my filial piety. Now that my father is gone, I don't need to make so many plans. I have more time to do this."

"Next, I may go back to my hometown and will not appear in the imperial capital during this period of time."

"Thank you, see you again if we are lucky enough."

Finally, he looked deeply at Yan Wei, turned around and pushed the cart. His steps were heavy and slow, as if he was walking on the most difficult journey in his life...

......

On the way back, Yan Wei's eyes became even redder.

"A good person like Uncle Cheng has such an unfortunate fate. An ungrateful person like Huo Yanchen is living a good life... This world is really unfair."

Yan Zhiyu couldn't help feeling sad: "It's true that the hemp rope only picks on the details, and misfortune only picks on the unfortunate people..."

After they calmed down for a while, they discussed the information they had just received.

"It is almost certain now that Cheng Ruiyuan is not the real young master of the Huo family. After all, if he did, Uncle Cheng should have told him before he died."

Yan Wei murmured, "What a pity."

Returning to the Yan family, Yan Zhiyu told everyone about this.

Others couldn't help but sigh.

"So far, we haven't found any new clues."

Yan Yiqing pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose and said, "We can't keep searching like this... Maybe the real young master is no longer alive. We need to resolve the issue with Huo Yanchen as soon as possible, otherwise, those who rely on the power of the Huo family will always be a threat to our Yan family."

Therefore, the Yan family discussed how to deal with Huo Yanchen.

At this moment, Yan Ke spoke.

"In fact, in the past two days, I have thought of an alternative method. Although it is relatively rough, it may be the most direct and effective. Since Huo Xianglin is unwilling to admit it even if he knows the truth, then... let's force him to admit it!"

The others widened their eyes with curiosity.

"What can we do?"

"My method is actually very simple, just... "

After listening to Yan Ke's words, the Yan family members rubbed their hands excitedly: "Wow! It sounds so exciting! Looking forward to it!"