Within two minutes, park Min Ho received a call from Luo song.

"President Park, I just called Feng zikang, the son of Feng Youcai. The number is empty..." Luo Song said to park minhao.

"Empty number?" Park Min Ho shook his head in silence and said to Luo song, "do you want me to teach you how to do it? You've been my assistant for so many years. Don't tell me that you can't find anyone. "

"I can find it. I can find... " Luo song made up his mind to say to park Minho, "don't worry, President Park. You can wait for the good news."

At this time, park Min Ho suddenly walked outside the door. He lowered his voice and said to Luo song on the phone: "don't say you are waiting for good news. You should hurry up. Lao Feng seems to be very ill this time. He may be dying soon." Speaking of the last sentence, park Min Ho's voice was low and low. He was afraid that old Feng would not be able to stand the stimulation when he heard it, so he said to Luo song in a rather deep way.

"Soon No way? " Luo song's heart suddenly sank, and then summoned up his courage to say to park minhao, "President Park, you can rest assured that no matter where Feng zikang is now, I will send him the news before tonight. You can rest assured

"Good." Park Min Ho silently hung up the phone, and then returned to Uncle Feng's ward. The appearance of Uncle Feng on the hospital bed seemed to be dying, which made Park minhao feel especially distressed. He suddenly realized that even if it was a person who had once dominated the world in the mall, he would eventually die. Once Jiangchuan city was the world of Feng Youcai, but what about that? He is getting old, and it seems that he can no longer have a place in the mall, even his life

It's lucky to keep your life, park Min Ho thought.

Watching Feng Youcai's breath gradually become even, and then, watching him breathe evenly into the dream, park minhao's heart slowly relaxed. Then, with a heavy step, he left for park Chi Ho's ward.

When he opened the door of the ward, there were countless pictures in park Min Ho's mind. There were Park Zhihao lying on the bed laughing at him. There were Park Zhihao sitting on the edge of the bed looking at him when he came into the room. There were Park Min Ho bathing in the sun in front of the bed

But there was no scene that Pu Zhihao was still lying in the hospital bed like a dead man.

However, when Park Min Ho opened the door of the ward with some trepidation and expectation, he was disappointed as expected.

Park Zhihao was still lying there alone, just like Uncle Feng, who had just fallen asleep. He did not move! Park Zhihao's face is still the same expression that has never changed for thousands of years. At a glance, park Zhihao is like a dead man, which makes people feel anxious.

"Brother." Park Min Ho came to park Zhihao and called out excitedly. At the moment, park Min Ho seems to have the feeling of brotherhood for the first time. Looking at Park Zhihao lying alone on the cold bed in the ward, all the dissatisfaction and disappointment of Park minhao's heart to park Zhihao disappeared. At the moment, he just wanted to see his brother get better earlier! It was his brother. He was a life. He was connected with his own muscles and bones. He broke the bone and was still connected with his tendons!

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!