“I need to devise a plan. I will naturally save the person, but…” Professor Lin paused.
"But what?" Tang Yaoyao said, "Does Professor Lin not know what kind of medicine it is either? We need to find out what kind of medicine it is in order to solve the problem?"
Professor Lin nodded: "There are hundreds of drugs that can cause sudden heart attacks. If I rashly treat Mr. Tang, I'm afraid his body will not develop drug resistance, and his life will be in danger."
The person who administered the drug was ruthless and meticulous, using a special drug to mislead everyone into believing that the father had suffered a sudden heart attack.
If Professor Lin hadn't come, no one would have known that my father's illness relapsed because he had taken stimulating drugs.
Even if my father is rushed to the hospital and survives, and the cause is found, if the root cause cannot be found, I'm afraid my father...
This person is treacherous.
But if anyone dares to harm her father, she will definitely not let that person get away with it.
"Professor Lin, thank you so much." Tang Yaoyao was truly grateful to him. If he hadn't come all this way, she wouldn't have made such a great discovery.
Professor Lin smiled and glanced at Huo Linfeng: "It's alright. Linfeng's affairs are my affairs. He has suffered a lot for you over the years..."
“Teacher.” Huo Linfeng interrupted Professor Lin, extending his hand in a gentlemanly manner: “Thank you for your hard work. I’ve had a lounge prepared for you. Please go and rest.”
Professor Lin chuckled twice, patted Huo Linfeng on the shoulder, and left with his assistant without saying anything more.
Tang Yaoyao sat on a chair to the side, while Huo Linfeng stood beside her, protecting her.
His gaze never left Tang Yaoyao. He remained calm as she frowned and tossed her hair.
His gaze towards her was calm, as if no one had made him feel so relaxed and happy in a long time, as if someone was by his side, filling the emptiness in his heart.
Tang Yaoyao looked up and saw that Huo Linfeng was still there: "You don't need to stay here with me. Professor Lin said that you have inherited the family business, so you should be very busy."
"Not busy," Huo Linfeng said. Everything he did was for his grapes, and right now, being by her side was the most important thing.
Tang Yaoyao leaned back in her chair and looked out the window at her father, who was still unconscious, praying that he would wake up.
Perhaps she was too tense, because Tang Yaoyao fell asleep leaning against the back of the chair, dreaming that her father was standing healthily in front of her.
After finishing his work, he looked exhausted, as if he hadn't had a good rest in a long time, but the first thing he did when he got home was to hug her and kiss her cheek.
His face was wrinkle-free, and his hair was jet black and shiny; that was Tang Yaoyao's most beautiful appearance.
Tang Yaoyao said in her childish voice, "Daddy, Daddy, you look so tired. Is something wrong with work?"
"It's alright, Yao'er, don't worry. Daddy will work hard to earn money."
"I don't want my dad to earn money."
Tang Shengze smiled indulgently and said, "Daddy needs to earn money so that he can afford to buy Yao'er a flower dress."
Tang Yaoyao hugged Tang Shengze's neck: "Yaoyao doesn't want a flowery dress, and she doesn't want Daddy to work hard. She wants Daddy to be healthy and stay with her until she's a hundred years old."
In her dream, Tang Yaoyao experienced both pain and joy. She had a loving father who worked tirelessly to give her a good life.
For the past twenty years, although she was not Tang Shengze's biological daughter, she was luckier than others because her father loved her very much.
Huo Linfeng took off his suit jacket and covered Tang Yaoyao with it, and saw tears in the corners of her eyes.
He picked up a tear with his fingertip, put it to his lips and tasted it, as if tasting the tear could convey her feelings, and whispered, "It's bitter."
At this moment, Xiao Jinhan stood not far away and saw Huo Linfeng squatting in front of Tang Yaoyao, carefully covering her with clothes, his gentle eyes almost dripping with tears.
Xiao Jinhan's eyes turned cold, and his jawline tightened.
"Fourth Master..." Jiang Ci's eyes widened upon seeing the scene before him.
Good heavens, it's the crematorium again!
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