Chapter 395

To this destination, Zhong Wentao feels very surprised, he did not do anything, this plan already started.

It seems that there must be something wrong with Xishan sanatorium!

All people with status, status and power will be sent here as long as they are sick. It can be seen that there are secrets here.

Two hours later, experts gathered in the ward where Zhong Wuwen was. No excellent doctor like Dr. Tian could get close to the ward. The rank was not half a point.

Sitting on the chair in the corridor, although the ward was very large, there were so many doctors and Zhong family members standing there, but it was still a little crowded. He was just waiting outside.

Zhong He was the last one to show up. He was even a bit embarrassed. He had some bruises on his face and hands. The marks left after fighting with others, needless to think, must have been made by Kanghui.

"How's grandfather?" Zhong He asked coldly in a poor tone.

"It's been rescued, and it's still being treated." Zhong Wentao said: "the doctors said that the situation is not very good. They may have to stay in hospital for a long time. They don't seem to find any way."

"Great!"

Zhong He said with a smile, full of joy.

Remembering that Zhong Wentao was still there, he immediately glanced at Zhong Wentao. Fortunately, Zhong Wentao just lowered his head to play with his mobile phone and didn't seem to hear him.

After finishing his clothes, Zhong He goes in quickly. He has to see Zhong Wuwen's situation for himself.

Among them, more than a dozen doctors consulted together, but they couldn't find the cause. Zhong Wuwen was in good health. This attack was so sudden that everyone suspected that it might be the precursor of his life.

Pale face, weak body, no doubt tell these people that Zhong Wuwen is going to die, everyone's book has this record.

Zhong pingtian and Zhong he look at each other and are satisfied with the situation in front of them.

They have long thought that Zhong Wuwen is an eyesore, but the old man's body is still very strong. At last, they have to lock Zhong Wuwen here.

As for Zhong Wentao outside, they already care about him. His grandfather is ill. Shouldn't he be here as a filial grandson? If Zhong Wentao does not agree, they also have a way to let everyone know that this is an unfilial grandson. Is such a person worthy of traditional Chinese medicine?

In the corridor, Zhong He said the plan again. Sure enough, he saw Zhong Wentao frowning dissatisfied.

"There are a lot of things in the Tzu Chi hall, and I can't leave the traditional Chinese Medicine Association. How can I do my own business while I'm here guarding my grandfather?" Zhong Wentao was very dissatisfied. Although his voice was low, he could see that he was suppressing his anger.

"Brother, we can't help it. There are too many things to deal with at home recently. You don't have to stay here completely. You leave when you have something to do. Grandfather likes you best. If you don't stay here, grandfather will be sad." It's the first time that Zhong He Xiao has been so patient with love and reason.

"You..." Zhong Wentao said coldly, clenched his fist and almost shot.

The corridor was full of people. He could only endure.

Zhong He was very proud and threatened: "brother, you'll wait for your grandfather to recover. If he can recover early, you can leave this ghost place early."

Finish saying, Zhong He turns around to leave, the drug that has an accident with ammunition he still wants to solve, have no time to waste here.

Zhong pingtian also came out from the inside and looked at the unwilling Zhong Wentao. The disdain in the corner of his mouth deepened.

When the father and son left, Zhong Wentao's expression calmed down. When he pushed the ward away, he saw that Zhong Wuwen wanted to get out of bed, but he had no strength.

"Don't bother, grandfather. You'll have to stay like this for three days." Help Zhong Wuwen cover the quilt, Zhong Wentao said seriously.

Reach for the pulse. The pulse is the same as he expected.

He did it himself. Naturally, he had a sense of propriety.

As long as Zhong Wuwen recovers according to his requirements, he will recover soon.

"Stinky boy, what have you done to me?" Lying on the bed, Zhong Wuwen said coldly.

"Aren't we coming to Xishan sanatorium? You see, it's coming. " Zhong Wentao said with a smile: "you come here on your own initiative and send you to them. Which one do you think they will be more comfortable with?"

"You're smart, son of a bitch." Zhong Wuwen said coldly, but there was a smile in his eyes. He could not be more satisfied with his grandson's intelligence.

Just the weakness of his body made her worry. Everything is a fraud. What should I do?

"Grandfather, I have something to show you." With that, Zhong Wentao took out a book from his pocket. It was Zhong Pingshan who hid it under the cooking point.

Yangyanlu's prescription has been torn off by him, and he will not see the existence of a page of paper.

When he handed it to Zhong Wuwen, he felt that Zhong Wuwen should know something about it.

"What is this?" After taking the book, Zhong Wuwen didn't understand it.

When he opened the book and saw the familiar font, he was stunned.

This thing... Isn't it Zhong Pingshan's?

"Where did you find it?" Zhong Wuwen trembled.

"It was last night." Zhong Wentao will find the book after the original said again, only to delay the time to last night, also conceal the yangyanlu thing.

"It's from Pingshan, and the handwriting is correct. If you find it yesterday, it will prove that Pingshan hid it at home. How can it be like this?"

Zhong Wuwen can't believe that Zhong Pingshan died that year. He looked in the room for a long time, but he still ignored the diary.

What's recorded in the diary just shows that Zhong Pingshan knew what he was going to die. The kidnapping was not an accident, but a premeditation?

"Grandfather?" Asked softly, Zhong Wentao was a little worried.

No matter how excited Zhong Wuwen's state is, the false illness will become. Zhong Pingshan's death is really strange, but it can't be untied now.

He is a little regretful. Maybe it is the best not to tell Zhong Wuwen.

"Does anyone else know about it?" Zhong Wuwen asked about his emotion.

"Not yet." Zhong Wentao said quickly.

"Then it's rotten in your stomach. He's your father. You have to help him." Zhong Wuwen said, throwing the diary out of the window.

When Zhong Wentao wanted to stop him, he saw the diary fall out of the window into the hands of a man in black standing downstairs. The man left with the diary in a neat manner.

"Grandfather, who is that?"

Zhong Wentao asked back, his eyes full of brilliance, understand that this is Zhong Wuwen began to show strength in front of him.

"That's my bodyguard." Zhong Wuwen whispered: "he has been with me for five years. You are the first person to see him except me."

"The diary book..." Zhong Wentao wanted to say and stop.

"Don't worry, he will destroy the diary. No one will see it." Zhong didn't care.

"I thought you'd leave your diary." Zhong Wentao is a little bitter. That's the best way to remember someone, isn't it?

"There you are." Zhong Wuwen whispered: "you are the best gift he left for me."

The end of his nose was filled with acid. He quickly regained his mind and pretended to look outside. He didn't let Zhong Wuwen see him. He only pretended to enjoy the scenery outside.

Zhong Wuwen doesn't say anything. Looking at Zhong Wentao's back, he soon fell asleep.

In the evening, Zhong Wentao stayed in the ward directly, with a small bed accompanied by his family, which was enough for him to rest. Zhong Wuwen was old and sick. All he could do was sleep. He went to bed early.

For fear of affecting Zhong Wuwen's rest, Zhong Wentao can't even watch TV programs. He just practices in the room bored, so that his breath circulates quickly in his body.

In the evening, the hospital is the quietest place, except for the sound of some nurses walking, the rest is the groans of some patients.

Zhong Wuwen's ward is the farthest place in the first floor. If you go out and turn left, you can jump directly from the window. The height of the third floor is very suitable for leaving or someone entering.

Sleeps in the small bed, curls up the body, originally also cannot sleep too peacefully.

Click.

The sound of the door lock being pried open is particularly clear at night, and the person who opens the door is also frightened. After this sound, he stands outside the door and does not move, as if he is aware of the situation inside.

Zhong Wentao quickly turned over from the small bed and woke up Zhong Wuwen on the bed.

Zhong Wuwen wants to open his mouth. Zhong Wentao covers his mouth and gives a warning in his ear.

Zhong Wuwen naturally understood what this meant. He quickly silenced and closed his eyes again, as if he had not woken up.

Zhong Wentao enters the bed and hides under Zhong Wuwen's bed waiting for an opportunity.

The visitor gently opened the door, silent steps, the target is the bedside where Zhong Wuwen is. The powerful atmosphere makes Zhong Wentao feel tight and dare not send out a little breath.

It's a master who comes here. If he makes a direct move, nine times out of ten, they will fight each other, and the consequences will be unimaginable. Zhong Wuwen is useless. If this man threatens him with Zhong Wuwen, it's enough to keep him at a disadvantage all the time.

"Where are the people in bed?" Suddenly someone spoke. From the distance of the voice, it was not the person standing in front of the bed. There were other people in the room!

The person he didn't notice was more dangerous than the first one who came in. Breathing would cause the change of breath. He would be noticed immediately and become Zhong Wuwen's life charm.

"The man shouldn't be here. Let's find something quickly and leave." It's obvious that people with weaker skills have a purpose to speak.

With that, the man is going to lift the quilt on Zhong Wuwen and plan to make a quick decision.

"Wait!" A man of great martial arts speaks coldly.

Zhong Wentao is a little nervous under the bed. He tries to relax himself, but he is very worried about Zhong Wuwen above.

Zhong Wuwen was awakened by him, which he knew very well. If they found out, Zhong Wuwen would also die!

"There are still people here." People with excellent martial arts speak and notice the existence of Zhong Wentao.

They looked around and let Zhong Wuwen tremble on the bed. His body kept shaking. The bed under him trembled slightly. Zhong Wentao clearly felt it under the bed.

It's a sign of danger!