Yan Xiaoqiang and Cuihua also rode their bicycles home. Cuihua, sitting on the back of the bicycle, touched her heart and said:
"Qiangzi, Chenming is in such a hurry to send us back. Could something have happened to Nannan? My heart feels empty and I feel so sad."
Yan Xiaoqiang also felt a little uneasy. Could it be that there was something wrong with Nan Nan's stomach? Thinking of this, he put even more force into his legs.
As soon as he got home, he saw his mother sitting in a chair crying. Ye Chenming had pressed on Grandma Yan's philtrum with all his might to wake her up.
When Grandma Yan woke up, she was filled with grief. Her precious child had suffered hardships since childhood and was abandoned in the mountains by Widow Zhang before he could even speak.
Fortunately, with the Tiger King watching over her, she didn't freeze to death, and Zhang the Widow got her just desserts.
Just when things were finally getting a little better at home, Bei Nan caused trouble again. For the safety of the Yan family, Gua Bao used up all her magical power and fell into a coma for two months.
His hair had turned mostly white, but luckily he had the Golden Cudgel and Zhongnan, who brought back a thousand-year-old ginseng, and he managed to save his life.
During our time in Beijing, my son has been busy with school, starting a business, and taking care of his older brothers. He's been so busy that he's nowhere to be seen from morning till night.
After finally getting married and pregnant, she was kidnapped by this damned person. Who kidnapped Nan Nan?
"Chen Ming, do you know who kidnapped Nan Nan?"
"Mom, what did you say? Nan Nan has been kidnapped! Who kidnapped her?!" Cuihua heard these frightening words as soon as she entered the door.
Yan Xiaoqiang didn't even have time to put his bicycle away properly; he threw it on the ground and rushed over, grabbing Ye Chenming's arm and asking urgently:
"Is what my mother said true? Where is Nan Nan?"
Ye Chenming nodded and recounted what had happened during his prenatal checkup at the hospital that morning.
Cuihua almost fainted, but Xiaohe rushed over and supported her. Yan Xiaoqiang's face turned pale; he was heartbroken.
His daughter, whom he cherished and raised with utmost care, he wouldn't even raise his voice to her, how could he let someone kidnap her?
His eyes instantly turned red. He looked around, wanting to settle scores with Yan Daqiang. What kind of bastard Yan Aiguo was he? He could even mistake his own son.
Ye Ren had already gone to his study to make a phone call. He also had his own team, and he even felt that his own team was more efficient.
Ye Chenming was sweating profusely with anxiety, but he knew he had to wait until he had information before he could take action.
Ye Ren came out, sat down in a chair, and said wearily, "Chen Ming, go and prepare some money. Also, be patient and don't rush."
Ye Chenming nodded and went back inside to get the money. This money, tens of thousands of yuan, was what Nan Nan had taken out for backup after she became pregnant.
He still remembers Nan Nan smiling as she divided the money into two portions, her face radiant with a mother's glow: "Chen Ming, we will have two children, one portion for each of them, to treat them fairly."
"Nan Nan, where are you? Are you alright? It breaks my heart." Ye Chenming cried while hugging the money.
A few minutes later, Ye Chenming wiped away his tears, looked at Qian Jian and said firmly, "Nan Nan, wait for me. I will find you no matter how far I travel. Wait for me."
Ye Ren finally received news: they had found the ambulance on the edge of the southern city, but it was empty.
Ye Chenming took off running, and a few seconds later the sound of a car starting up could be heard.
Yan Xiaoqiang wanted to chase after him; he wanted to see what was happening too. But when he ran out the door, all he saw was a glare that hadn't yet dissipated.
"Ye Chenming, you bastard, didn't you know you should wait for me?!" Yan Xiaoqiang cursed angrily.
After he finished cursing, he felt a fire burning inside him, and he wanted to vent it; he wanted to fight.
But he knew he had to hold on; he still had his elderly mother and wife at home, and those two women treated Nan Nan like their own life.
They're on the verge of death, can these two people still hold on? We need to encourage them.
He hurriedly returned to the front yard and saw Fu Qingping, who was in a wheelchair, taking care of his elderly mother.
Looking at his mother again, Yan Xiaoqiang was so frightened that his legs went weak. His usually energetic mother was now listless.
Grandma Yan, who always had black hair, suddenly turned white, except for the black ends.
Its smooth skin turned into that of a dehydrated apple, wrinkled and looking even older than Grandma Wang.
And then there's Cuihua, whose lively eyes have stopped moving, staring blankly at the large bouquet of flowers on the table.
Those flowers were also brought to life by Yan Xiaonan. To make the elders in the family happy, Yan Xiaonan turned a few seeds into a large bouquet of flowers in front of them.
This suffocating place made Xue Honggen regretful; he should have warned them last night.
However, he cannot speak recklessly without evidence; he can only blame himself for dereliction of duty and lack of consideration.
Xue Honggen left quickly; he needed to return to his office to await news, for a battle was about to begin.
With his extensive combat experience, he knew that if Yan Xiaonan was alright, he would still have a chance to take control of the situation; otherwise, Yan Daqiang's future would be completely ruined.
Not only will the higher-ups be furious, but even the powerful Ye family will become an enemy.
Yan Xiaonan's sudden disappearance has alerted the entire upper echelons of the government, and undercurrents are brewing in the capital, with various forces waiting for an opportunity to act.
Hu Dazhuang stands out in particular. He had no way to get help from Yan Daqiang and harbored resentment. Fortunately, someone offered him an olive branch, telling him that he only needed to wait patiently.
As the saying goes, "Heaven helps those who help themselves." Yan Daqiang mistook an enemy agent for his own son, which led to the kidnapping of the matriarch of the Ye family—a fatal blow.
Hu Dazhuang was unaware that Yan Xiaonan possessed supernatural abilities and was a member of a special forces unit. He simply believed that the kidnapping of Yan Xiaonan was aimed at the Ye family.
He had his guard buy him a pack of Huazi cigarettes, which he usually couldn't afford to smoke, and then sat in his office, leisurely puffing away.
Compared to Hu Dazhuang's leisurely pace, Yan Daqiang's steps were already frantic, and his mind was almost at a standstill.
Sitting in Xue Ying's office, Xue Ying refused to believe that Yan Aiguo was a fake, and even less did she believe that Yan Aiguo would kidnap Nan Nan.
"Old Yan, could it be that Nan Nan took Yan Aiguo out to play?" Xue Ying asked innocently.
Yan Daqiang's muddled mind cleared instantly. He glanced at Xue Ying with sorrow, unwilling to shatter her illusions.
"Xue Ying, you should rest for a while. Not being in good spirits will be bad for your work. You are a doctor, and you absolutely cannot make mistakes."
Xue Ying nodded blankly. Yes, she had lived most of her life, laughed when she could laugh, and cried when she could cry. It was time to rest.
Bao Guo reported that the ambulance driver had been found; he had been knocked unconscious while using the restroom and then stuffed into a private room.
"Where is he?" Yan Daqiang stood up immediately.
"In the emergency room, the person who knocked him unconscious used lethal force, and he hasn't woken up yet," Bao Guo said angrily.
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