Luo Wenyuan thought about it and realized he couldn't refute Qingshan. He took the tip of her finger in his mouth and gently rubbed it with his teeth. Qingshan giggled and reached out to touch Luo Wenyuan's side. Luo Wenyuan was ticklish and laughed and played with her.
Uncle Zhong hunched over and hurried to the edge of the artificial lake. With his eyes lowered, he respectfully reported to Qingshan:
"Auntie, Mr. Lang Wenzhe is here and wants to see you for something!"
Qingshan was adopted as Zhan Kunpeng's sister, and all the servants in the Zhan family called her "Auntie" and treated her as the master of the Zhan family.
"Lang Wenzhe?"
Uncle Zhong nodded: "If you don't want to see him, I'll ask him to leave!"
Qingshan could guess the purpose of Lang Wenzhe's visit. He simply wanted her to save Lang Ningqi. The patient had come to him for medical treatment. Even if she disliked his personality, she could not avoid him. She still had to have medical ethics.
"Uncle Zhong, I'll pack up and leave soon. Please help me greet them first."
Uncle Zhong nodded and left.
"Lang Wenzhe? Is he the one who runs the underground fighting arena?"
"Yes, it's him!"
Qingshan jumped out of Luo Wenyuan's arms, reached out to spread out her disheveled hair, and tied it into a new bun with a jade lotus hairpin. The hairpin was all glossy green, and the twin lotus flowers on the stems were so lifelike that she liked it more and more.
Luo Wenyuan felt empty in his arms, blaming Lang Wenzhe for coming at the wrong time and disturbing his and Qingshan's world of two. His eyes and brows showed displeasure.
"I'll go with you!"
"good!"
Luo Wenyuan took Qingshan's hand and walked towards the front hall. Yin'er also followed them happily to watch the fun.
Lang Wenzhe has been so worried these past few days that he has lost a lot of weight. Lang Ningqi had a heart attack and hit his head when he fell to the ground. Fortunately, the servants found him early and rushed him to the hospital in time, saving his life.
Lang Ningqi had four stents placed in his heart and his heart attack was cured, but he suffered a serious head injury and cerebral hemorrhage. He is still in a coma and is under 24-hour monitoring in the intensive care unit.
Lang Wenzhe came to Qingshan to ask for his father's help, not because he was particularly filial, but because Lang Ningqi's medical instructions hadn't been issued. Recently, Lang Wenzhe's three brothers had sidelined him, claiming that "inheritance should follow the order of seniority." If Lang Ningqi died, he wouldn't receive much of the inheritance.
Lang Wenzhe recalled that Chen Qingshan had speculated that Lang Ningqi would suffer from chest pain, and it turned out to be true, which showed that she was an expert. So he had long wanted to ask Qingshan to save Lang Ningqi's life, but unfortunately Zhan Kunpeng intervened and ruined the plan.
Last night, Lang Ningqi nearly passed away. His three brothers had been eager for their old man's death so they could divide the family fortune. If Lang Wenzhe hadn't insisted on rescuing him, they would have signed a consent form to abandon treatment. Lang Ningqi's lifespan wasn't over yet; after a series of efforts by the doctors and nurses, his heartbeat finally returned. Lang Wenzhe, utterly distraught, didn't care whether Zhan Kunpeng wanted to see him or not, and went to the Zhan residence to find Chen Qingshan himself.
Lang Wenzhe sat in the Zhan family's living room, not in the mood for tea, his legs twitching in his chair. Qingshan and Luo Wenyuan came to the reception area and sat down. Sister Tao served them fragrant tea.
"Mr. Lang, how are you these days? How come you have time to come to the Zhan family for tea?"
When Qingshan saw Lang Wenzhe's haggard appearance, he thought to himself that it was really the law of nature and retribution. You have done so many bad things and caused so many families to be broken up. Now it is your turn to suffer the consequences. You deserve it!
Lang Wenzhe was now filled with sorrow and no longer had the heart to think about Qingshan, the orchid in the valley. His attitude was respectful and humble.
"Senior, I'm so sorry I didn't listen to your advice. My dad is really suffering from chest pain! He's in the ICU and dying. Please save him!"
When Lang Wenzhe said this, he pretended to kneel, but in fact he just bent his knees and waited for Qingshan to help him.
Qingshan saw that Lang Wenzhe spoke with tears in his voice and his expression was heartbroken, but his eyes were clear, with a hint of melancholy but not sadness. He knew that he did not come because he was reluctant to see his old father suffer.
Qingshan extended his hand to support him, smiling faintly, "Young Master Lang, there's no need to be so polite. Since you've come to me for help, I can't just ignore you. But whether I can cure you or not, I have to see the patient first to know."
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