The boss is coming, the scumbag is going to be in trouble

"Mom, please stop swearing. Grandpa and grandma are old, and my dad is a man with evil intentions. Don't count on him."

Only now that I am in it, I know what kind-hearted people the Cheng family are.

Cheng Xingyu gnashed his teeth in hatred, but only one person was filled with joy. Great, if he could beat him, he wouldn't have to beat me. I hope to beat him a few more times.

When Cheng Xingyu was being beaten, the illegitimate son opened the door quietly, revealing a crack, and watched him being beaten with a gloating look.

When Cheng Dahong was about to stop, he hurriedly closed the door and locked it, hoping that he could escape.

Thinking that he didn't attack me tonight.

"If we ignore Xiaoyu, will he hate us?" The old couple of the Cheng family were actually not sleeping and were whispering in the house.

"How can we control it? Look at Dahong now. He's like a madman, biting whoever he catches. Do we dare to do that?"

"But I'm afraid..." Mother Cheng didn't know why, but she always felt uneasy, as if something was going to happen.

"What are you afraid of? We are counting on our son, not our grandson." Father Cheng looked indifferent.

"Okay, but I always feel a little uneasy in my heart." Mother Cheng touched her chest and felt very uncomfortable.

"Go to sleep, maybe everything will be fine tomorrow morning." Dad Cheng said as he lifted the quilt to cover his head and fell into a deep sleep.

Mother Cheng felt very uncomfortable and couldn't sleep, so she got out of bed, opened the door and went out.

When she passed by her son's room, she heard painful groans from inside through the half-open door.

She thought that her grandson couldn't sleep at night and came to settle the score with his father. Thinking about their future life in old age, Mother Cheng hurriedly opened the door and walked in.

When she turned on the light, she saw her son lying on the bed with a look of pain on his face.

"Son, son, what's wrong with you? What's wrong..."

Cheng Dahong lying on the bed couldn't answer his question. He just looked at him with a flushed face and rapid breathing. He looked like he was about to die.

Cheng's mother knew that her son must have had a sudden illness and quickly called the emergency number.

Her shouting also woke up other people who were sleeping, and they hurriedly opened the door and went out to ask what happened.

"I don't know. I saw him like this when I came here." Mother Cheng was so anxious that she forgot to pretend to be sick. She looked so anxious that she was about to smoke.

"Did you make the call?"

"Yes, I beat him." Cheng's mother replied hurriedly.

"Then don't just stand there, hurry up and prepare things and put clothes on him first." Dad Cheng called Cheng Xingyu and others to come forward to put clothes on his son, and then prepare some necessary items.

When Cheng Xingyu heard Cheng's father calling her, she stood there motionless.

"Xingyu, why are you still standing there? Don't you see your dad is in this state? He needs to be hospitalized immediately."

"Just stay in the hospital, what does it have to do with me?"

"How can you talk like that? He is your father after all!" Dad Cheng was shocked when he heard that. He felt that what the couple said yesterday might come true.

"He doesn't let me go to school and punishes me at every turn. What kind of father is he?" Cheng Xingyu gritted his teeth in hatred when he thought of Cheng Dahong's attitude towards him. When he saw his expression, he felt a vague sense of relief in his heart.

Now that he's in this state, let's see how he can beat me up.

"Xingyu, the situation is critical now. Let's not talk about that. When your father gets better, we will ask him to apologize to you. What do you think?" Dad Cheng really needs Cheng Xingyu now. He lowered his head and spoke nicely to Cheng Xingyu.

"Bang--" Cheng Xingyu turned around and left, slamming the door shut and ignoring the noise outside.

"He..." Mother Cheng looked at Cheng Xingyu's back and was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"Stop shouting. I'm afraid what you said last night has come true today." Dad Cheng hurriedly interrupted her attempt to shout.

"Then what should we do next?"

"I don't know. Let's get our son to the hospital first. If he's alive, we'll have protection. If he's gone..."

Although Mr. Cheng didn't say it out loud, Mrs. Cheng knew very well that if their son was gone, their old age would have no security.

As the old saying goes, one generation should not interfere in the affairs of two generations.

"Xinghe, come here." Old man Cheng suddenly saw the illegitimate son who had just walked out of the door and waved to him.

Cheng Xinghe originally wanted to come out to watch the fun, but he didn't expect that he would be asked to help with the work.

He also wanted to turn around and leave like Cheng Xingyu, but he had nowhere to go. He could only obediently go forward to help Cheng Dahong buy things.

He wondered if his life would be better if Cheng Dahong woke up.

"Knock knock knock..." They had just dressed Cheng Dahong and prepared his things when they heard a knock on the door.

Father Cheng hurried forward and opened the door, and saw the emergency personnel. He hurriedly called out, "Come in, come in."

A person carrying a box quickly walked to Cheng Dahong's room. After a quick inspection, the emergency worker looked at his colleague and said, "He has a heart problem."

"Hurry, carry him away." He knew it was dangerous as soon as he heard it, so he quickly called for help, lifted Cheng Dahong onto a stretcher, and quickly ran towards the elevator.

When they arrived at the hospital, they were sent directly to the emergency room. The other members of the Cheng family were waiting outside the door with anxious looks on their faces.

After a long time, the door of the emergency room opened. Seeing the doctor come out, Cheng's father hurried forward and asked, "Doctor, how is my son?"

"Family, your son has aortic dissection..."

The Cheng couple didn't know what this disease was, but it sounded very dangerous.

"Doctor, is my son in danger?" Cheng Maqian asked in a low voice.

"It's hard to say. We need to have surgery quickly."

"Okay, I'll go pay the money right away." When Cheng's father heard this, he hurried downstairs. He wanted to pay the hospital bill quickly.

No one noticed when the doctor left. Mother Cheng was slumped in the chair, motionless.

She didn't even dare to think about what she would do if she lost her son.

The night was long and they were getting anxious waiting.

When the operating room door opened, they all gathered around, looking at the doctor and anxiously asking, "What's going on?"

"The operation was successful, but we have to wait and see how it develops in the later stages."

"Good, good, as long as the operation was successful." The Cheng couple finally breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that the operation was successful.

As for follow-up care, they just need to do their best.

After Cheng Dahong was pushed into the general ward, they did their best to take care of him.

What made them uneasy was that no matter how they called out, Cheng Dahong didn't open his eyes.