Chapter 117 Dad, go clean up my mess

"I'm telling you, you bastard, if anything happens to Old Lin, I will never, never let you go... Wuuuu, Old Lin..."

Bai Feifei, the current Mrs. Lin, who was once an actress, was crying and looking at Qiao Ziyang as if she was the enemy who killed her father.

If someone hadn't pulled her away, he would have been beaten to death by this woman.

Qiao Ziyang was confused and aggrieved.

He just said a few words back, but she scolded him and had a heart attack.

It was all because of his healthy body. He was fine after being scolded so many times. If he fought back, he would become a sinner for all eternity.

Director Lin's youngest son, Lin Xingfu, also punched and kicked him.

Although Qiao Ziyang would not argue with a child, he could not tolerate the child kicking and hitting him all the time.

His shin bone was about to be broken.

He could not bear it any longer.

Qiao Ziyang, who never suffered any loss, picked him up and said angrily: "Little thing, you have had enough!"

"Oh, baby, let go of my baby, are you okay? Wuwuwuwu... Bastard, how can there be such a wicked man like you? You have put my

husband in a life-or-death situation, and you still want to bully my son, who is only eight years old. How can you be so cruel?"

Bai Feifei, who was crying, hugged her son and pointed at Qiao Ziyang's nose and scolded him angrily.

"Can't you see that he almost broke my legs by kicking me?

Don't scold me either. Your husband has brought this upon himself. He scolded me so hard, and I just fought back, but he couldn't stand it.

And your son is as strong as a pig, and he almost broke my legs by kicking me. What did I do? I just stopped him from kicking me and pulled him away.

You started to confuse right and wrong and pour dirty water on me. Did I bully him? Did I hit him? You really have a big mouth, you can say whatever you want!"

Qiao Ziyang was so angry, he felt wronged too, okay?

No one wants something like this to happen. If he knew that Director Lin was so tolerant of scolding, he wouldn't have talked back.

What is this called now?

There is a feeling of being screwed by a dog, but not being able to seek justice.

Qiao Ziyang's agent and assistant quickly pulled him aside, bowed and apologized to Mrs. Lin, and said all kinds of nice things.

Qiao Ziyang felt even more aggrieved when he saw this scene.

After an hour of rescue, Director Lin was pushed into the ICU for observation.

The doctor said that he was out of danger for the time being, but his heart problem was still very serious and he had to be carefully observed. Director Lin needed a heart stent surgery.

The doctor asked the family to discuss and decide as soon as possible.

The heart surgery made Bai Feifei cry even harder.

"Our Mr. Lin has always been in good health, but now he has to have a heart surgery. What a sin..."

"Doctor, what are the circumstances that require a heart bypass surgery? Come on, tell me in detail."

Hospitals are places with the greatest profits. Qiao Ziyang is not concerned about the medical expenses he has to pay, but he thinks that if Director Lin's heart is not serious enough to require surgery, then there is

no need to make a fuss. Recently, he has seen a lot of related reports. For the sake of profit, sometimes healthy people with only minor problems are described as serious by them.

Surgeries costing hundreds of thousands of dollars are required at any time.

This is what he is afraid of.

But at this time, he raised questions, which led others to misunderstand him.

Especially Mrs. Lin.

"Qiao Ziyang, don't go too far. You've ruined our Lao Lin, and you don't even let him have surgery. Are you still a human being? Do

you still have any humanity?"

Qiao Ziyang explained quickly, "That's not what I meant. Director Lin's condition requires surgery, which is a big deal. We should get a clear understanding of the situation before deciding whether to do the surgery, right?"

"What? Do you even question the authority of doctors? Do you understand medicine? That's why you question it?"

Qiao Ziyang shook his head. He really didn't understand.

"Since you don't understand anything, and you're still here to stop my husband from having surgery, you want to kill him!"

Qiao Ziyang denied quickly.

"I absolutely don't. Director Lin and I have any deep hatred. Mrs. Lin, you misunderstood, really misunderstood..."

"Get out, get out, don't let me see you again, Qiao Ziyang, you just wait for my indictment! You'd better pray that Mr. Lin is safe and sound."

Qiao Ziyang was pushed out from the operating room floor of the hospital, along with his assistant and agent.

"Second Young Master, please stop talking. In this situation, the more you say, the more mistakes you will make."

Qiao Ziyang stretched his messy head and frowned, saying, "I really mean well. Surgery has risks.

Also, why do I have a feeling that the woman wants to take this opportunity to kill Director Lin?"

"Oh, my ancestors, how can you say such things? Shut up quickly."

The agent wanted to cover his artist's mouth and looked around to see if there was anyone else. If these words were heard by someone with ulterior motives, the ancestor would be in even more trouble.

Just when the agent was worried, a young woman suddenly appeared.

"Hey, do you think so too?"

The woman in the baseball cap patted Qiao Ziyang on the shoulder and asked.

"Oh my god. What you fear is bound to happen!"

The agent was about to cry.

"Miss, can you just pretend you didn't hear what I said just now?"

The woman shook her head with her ponytail. She looked at Qiao Ziyang with burning eyes and gave him a thumbs up.

"This is the first time I've seen someone who dares to scold that old guy. From today on, I will worship you, Qiao Ziyang?"

"Who are you?"

The woman in front of him was young and unfamiliar, wearing a sportswear and a baseball cap. He believed her even if she said she was a high school student.

But she suddenly appeared here, is she a reporter or someone else? What did she call Director Lin just now? Old thing?

"I'm Lin Fanxing, nice to meet you."

Qiao Ziyang looked at the slender hand stretched out to him, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"I'm not very happy, and I don't want to meet you."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked forward, holding his mobile phone as he walked, ready to call his father. If his son got into trouble, wouldn't the father have to clean up the mess?

Otherwise, he would be a son to his father for nothing.

He thought about it and didn't dare to make the call. He would definitely be scolded if he called, so he decided to send a message.

He posted the message in the family group and went upstairs to see the messages they had chatted about before.

"Fuck, they have all made an appointment to go to my sister's house for a gathering." He couldn't fall behind either.

Qiao Lao Er: [Dear daddy Mr. Qiao Yongyuan, your precious second son got into trouble. He accidentally scolded the director and had a heart attack and was hospitalized.

The doctor said he would need a heart bypass surgery. I feel like I'm being cheated. I'll leave this matter to my wise dad @Dad.]

Qiao Lao Er: [I'll go to my sister's house too. I'll have time next Sunday.]