The Shura Field of the Big Brothers

Outside Wang Jia's ward,
Director Wang was furious when he heard these words, but because there was no evidence, Director Wang couldn't argue anymore.

He quickly changed the phone with the other hand and said: "Okay, okay, chairman, we as parents don't care so much about the children's affairs, we just want them to be safe and healthy."

"But now, it's true that my daughter's miscarriage is still in the hospital. As a grandfather, don't you care about your grandson whom you haven't met at all?"

Chu Lianguo straightened the quilt, looking indifferent, and then pretended to be nervous: "Look at it, look at it, it's useless when you're old, this brain only remembers your sons and daughters!"

"Where do you want to go to the grandson's generation, hahahaha..."

He laughed out loud while speaking in a mocking tone, which made Director Wang angry and helpless when he heard it on the phone.

"Mr. Chu, don't rush to leave now, hehe, we will be grandfathers together!" Director Wang also took advantage of the opportunity to mock him.

"In this way, I will take my daughter back and discipline her properly. This dead girl is so unreasonable, she almost made me misunderstand your Chu family."

Director Wang became serious when he said that: "This matter must have a great impact on the company. In my opinion, they should not be allowed to go to the company in the near future."

"Hiss—Old Chu, you should understand what I mean, right?"

"Hahahaha, I understand, I understand, everything is for the benefit of the company, but I am still sick in bed, old man, and it is inconvenient to visit Wang Jia."

Chu Lianguo said with a smile, and slowly lay down on the pillow, "I hope Director Wang will not blame you! Cough cough cough..."

He pretended to be coughing for a while while talking, Director Wang frowned on the phone, "Mr. Chu? What's the matter, Mr. Chu?"

"Ahem, it's okay, alas, I'm getting old and useless, so let's do this first, I'll lie down." Chu Lianguo's voice became weaker and his breath was dying.

Immediately afterwards, he hung up the phone, and his eyes lit up.

"Road Steward, Road Steward!"

"Here we come, Chairman."

Steward Lu heard Chu Lianguo's yell and ran over in a hurry.

Seeing that he had hung up the phone and lay down to rest, he dared to ask concerned: "How did you say it? Did he believe it?"

"Hmph, believe it or not, anyway, the words are clear, cough cough..."

Chu Lianguo really started to cough while talking, and Steward Lu hurriedly handed over the handkerchief.

Chu Lianguo took the handkerchief and covered his mouth, "Steward Lu, he said he would take Wang Jia back to him, so you can buy some supplements for me and send them there, and say you went to visit for a sick old man like me. "

"Hey, okay, then Chairman, you should rest first, and if you have something to do, ring the bell at the head of the bed. The servants are waiting outside." Steward Lu said worriedly, and helped Chu Lianguo make up the quilt again.

"Well, let's go."

Chu Lianguo agreed and closed his eyes.

Director Wang was hung up just now, and returned to the ward in silence with a dark face.

At this time, maybe the door was closing too loudly or something, Wang Jia woke up with eyelids moving.

Chu Yunan was lying beside the hospital bed, and when he saw Wang Jia woke up, he immediately shouted excitedly: "Wife? Wife, are you awake?"

As soon as Wang Jia woke up and saw Chu Yunan's face, he also became excited: "Chu Yunan! Son, where is my child? My child..." 
She groaned and touched her stomach, then looked at Chu Yunan in horror.