It was late at night and the dim light shone on two cans.
The glass jar is sealed with wax.
Yunmian took the small knife she usually used to sharpen pencils, gently scraped off the wax on the bottle mouth, and then took off the bottle cap.
A moment later, she poured a neatly folded piece of paper out of the glass jar and dropped it on the desk.
Yunmian put down the glass jar and reached out to pick up the small note from the desk.
When she opened the note and saw the neat handwriting inside, Yun Mian was stunned.
(The first wish: I hope my grandma will live a long and happy life. The second wish: I hope my third uncle will start a family soon and live a happy life. The third wish: I hope he will marry my younger sister Mianmian in the future.)
Yun Mian stared blankly at the end of the small words, and a blush appeared on her little face, which still had baby fat.
That boy really had bad intentions towards her.
Afraid that the note would be seen by her parents, Yun Mian quickly folded the note back into a small square, put it in a glass bottle, and found a secluded place in her room to hide it.
Two days later, Yucheng No. 1 Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
The door of the operating room on the seventh floor of the First Chinese Medicine Hospital was closed.
Chu Yu sat on a chair outside the operating room, his eyes fixed on the time displayed on the door of the operating room. Every minute and every second was extremely torturous.
He and Lu Feng rushed back to Yucheng early this morning. When they arrived in Yucheng, they learned that Mr. Chu Sanye was in critical condition and was sent to the operating room.
After receiving Zhao Haiyang's call, the two drove directly to the First Chinese Medicine Hospital without a moment's rest.
"Master San, the operation will take another hour to complete. Why don't you lean back in the chair, close your eyes and rest for a while?"
Seeing Chu Yu's eyes were red and bloodshot, Zhao Haiyang couldn't bear it. He walked to his side and patted him gently on the shoulder.
"Third Master has weathered so many storms and waves, and he will be fine. Little Third Master, you must take care of yourself. If anything happens to you, I won't be able to explain to you when you wake up."
"Thank you for your concern, Uncle Zhao. I'm fine."
Although his eyes were sore and his body was exhausted, Chu Yu didn't feel sleepy at all.
"Yu'er, how is your third uncle doing?"
An old voice was heard, followed by the sound of chaotic footsteps in the corridor outside the operating room.
Chu Yu blinked his sore eyes, withdrew his gaze from the operating room door, and looked towards the other end of the corridor following the sound.
After seeing the person's face clearly, Chu Yu's eyes suddenly turned cold and his brows furrowed.
Zhao Haiyang and Lu Feng frowned at the same time.
Are these people here to see whether the Third Master is dead or not?
"What are you doing here? You are not welcome here."
Chu Yu stared at Chu Jianye and spoke in a cold tone.
It's just that he hadn't rested for a long time, so his voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't sound that cold.
"Yu'er, your grandpa is also worried about your Third Uncle. You haven't seen your grandpa for more than four years. How can you speak to your grandpa like this when you finally meet him?"
Upon hearing that Chu Yu was disobeying Chu Jianye, Second Wife Gao Yufeng wanted to show off in front of Chu Jianye, so she hurriedly started to teach Chu Yu a lesson.
Chu Yu stared at Gao Yufeng and snorted coldly.
"Can you call me Yu'er? I know what you came here with. My third uncle is not dead yet. You can go back now."
"Chu Yu, my mother is your grandmother after all. How can you talk to your elders like that?"
Chu Huaian gritted his teeth at Chu Yu.
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