City Strongest Son-in-law

This was a rare progress, which showed that Zhang Yutine's heart was already opened to him. It was not that Koo Beichen did not consider telling Zhang Yutine the truth about himself, but several times, he did not have the courage to do so.    

    

"..."    

    

Following the address that was sent over, Koo Beichen arrived at a small, duplicated, high-rise position. It was a place with a thick sense of modernization.    

    

The duplex was a temporary home Chung Yuanqi bought for his daughter and son. The villa in the mansion was not the best choice for the children who wanted to be independent when they grew up.    

    

Even Chung Yuanqi didn't go to his house very often.    

    

Chung Yuanqi was a middle-aged man, his wife had died of illness, leaving only one son and one daughter. His eldest daughter, Chung Mo, 22 years old, was a college student.    

    

His youngest son, Chung Yang, was a fifteen-year-old junior high school student and was very keen on painting. He was a young painting genius.    

    

Koo Beichen followed the signpost and walked to the door. Just as he was about to knock, the door opened. A clean and beautiful young girl with bright eyes and white teeth walked out.    

    

"Are you the man who did the drawing for my husband? You still dare to come? "    

    

The girl was obviously Chung Mo. Her eyes were bright and pure as she looked at Koo Beichen with intense anger.    

    

"You liar, if my brother has any problems, I'll try asking you!"    

    

Koo Beichen frowned and said, "Sorry, Miss, can I please go in and take a look?"    

    

Chung Mo's anger rose instantly. She looked at Koo Beichen with rage and said, "You still dare to say that!"    

    

"Mo Mo!"    

    

Suddenly, a tired voice came from behind. "Who is it?"    

    

Chung Yuanqi walked over slowly. His back was hunched and his face was pale. It seemed like he was not the same person as Koo Beichen that day!    

    

Chung Yuanqi was only around 50 years old. He should be in his prime when meeting him that day, but he was just a sad middle-aged man. It was not normal for something to happen to an old man when they met again.    

    

"Dad!"    

    

Chung Mo immediately turned around and supported Chung Yuanqi with her hands, "Are you alright? I told you to rest well and not move around too much. Now that Mo Mo is already like this, you can't fall down again!"    

    

Chung Yuanqi sighed and shook his head. "It's fine, I'm fine."    

    

Koo Beichen frowned.    

    

"What the hell is going on?"    

    

When Chung Mo saw Koo Beichen, she got angry. Her beautiful eyes turned around and she looked at Koo Beichen furiously.    

    

"Get the hell out of here, you're not welcome here!"    

    

"Mo Mo!"    

    

Chung Yuanqi frowned and shouted, "Don't talk nonsense!"    

    

Then, he turned his head to look at Koo Beichen apologetically, "Mr. Koo, don't be so fussy with Mo Li. Come, please come in."    

    

Koo Beichen walked in.    

    

As soon as he walked in, he felt an indescribable coldness engulf his entire body.    

    

His brows immediately twitched.    

    

Cold?    

    

How is this possible?    

    

Last night, his physique had been scorched by the flames for an entire night. How could he simply feel cold?    

    

Out of the corner of his eyes, Koo Beichen noticed Chung Mo's short-sleeved shirt and shorts, so he frowned.    

    

"Miss Jiang, can you please ask one more question? Do you feel the cold intent?"    

    

"Cold?"    

    

Chung Mo looked up at Koo Beichen in confusion, "What nonsense are you talking about?" Currently, Shiwen is at twenty-eight degrees Celsius, how can she be cold? "    

    

Twenty-eight degrees?    

    

That's not normal, there must be something that Koo Beichen didn't notice.    

    

Chung Yuanqi smiled helplessly, "Mo Mo, you too. I've already told you so many times, pay attention to your body and don't wear so little. Do you understand?"    

    

"Alright, Dad, now is not the time to talk about this. Yang Yang, right now, Yang Yang's situation is extremely dangerous. The doctors say that if he doesn't wake up now, he'll be in danger!"    

    

Chung Yuanqi's face was bitter as he sighed.    

    

"How did it become like this? Yang Yang is clearly such an outstanding child! "    

    

Koo Beichen said faintly, "Since I have come, I will not ignore this matter. Can I have a look at your father's painting?"    

    

"Yang Yang?"    

    

Chung Yuanqi was stunned and said hesitantly, "This, can be, but now …"    

    

"In your dreams!"    

    

But suddenly, Chung Mo's anger flared up and she glared at Koo Beichen, "You liar, you still want to see Yang Yang now? Dream on! I haven't asked you about the painting yet! "    

    

"You must have secretly swapped the painting for someone else and took out a fake one to fool that person. Yang Yang was definitely able to see through it with a single glance, which is why his condition has worsened. You scammer, you want to provoke Yang Yang now? Keep dreaming!"    

    

"Mo Mo!"    

    

Chung Yuanqi reprimanded angrily and looked at Koo Beichen apologetically, "Mr. Koo, my daughter's words are really …"    

    

Koo Beichen waved his hand nonchalantly.    

    

"I'm fine."    

    

If it was a little girl, he wouldn't be so angry at her.    

    

Chung Yuanqi sighed and said, "Mr. Koo, I'm not afraid of you seeing my current situation. If you want to see it, come with me."    

    

"Dad!"    

    

Chung Yuanqi helplessly shook his hand and said, "Mo Mo, don't say anymore. You also know Yang Yang's situation, it won't be any worse."    

    

Chung Mo bit her lips as she stood still. Her brows were knitted tightly and her expression was still unwilling.    

    

Chung Yuanqi led Koo Beichen up to the second floor, pushed aside a flat wall, and, turning back to give Koo Beichen a signal, went in first.    

    

After following Chung Yuanqi in, there was a very large space behind him. It should be a place for the study, but at this moment, the bookshelves had been emptied and a bed had been visited in the middle. The surrounding medical equipment and doctors and nurses were all adjusting the amount of liquid and machines at any time.    

    

"Doctor Zhao."    

    

A doctor in a white coat beside the bed frowned and walked over. He shook his head at Chung Yuanqi.    

    

"Mr. Jiang, prepare yourself."    

    

Chung Yuanqi and Chung Mo's faces turned pale as they begged Zhao Zhiyuan, "Doctor Zhao, is there really no other way?"    

    

Did he continue to persevere? I beg of you, I only have one son! "    

    

Chung Mo was also in a trance.    

    

"Yang Yang …"    

    

Zhao Zhiyuan frowned and said, "I've done everything a doctor can do. Mr. Jiang, please prepare for the future as soon as possible. Your son's vital signs are very weak now, there's no need to waste any more time."    

    

Chung Yuanqi looked at Chung Yang, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and breathing weakly with a pale face, and a hint of confusion flashed across his eyes.    

    

Zhao Zhiyuan seemed to be getting impatient.    

    

"Mr. Jiang, although I understand your feelings, please believe in my medical skills. There is no need to continue with such unnecessary perseverance. Let alone me, there is no hope for your young master's current situation."    

    

"No, there's still hope!"