Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

All the people were running alongside Li Qing, showing extreme respect.

These people were slick and clever; seeing Li Qing's nervous demeanor, they had already guessed something faintly.

The crowd seemed to suddenly change their faces, refusing to mention the awkward situation earlier, and everyone greeted with smiles and unparalleled enthusiasm.

Li Qing watched the ambulance leave, breathed a long sigh of relief, and bid farewell to everyone.

"I can't stop worrying about this kid, I need to go to the hospital and stay with him."

The crowd overwhelmingly agreed with Li Qing.

"It's necessary, Qing is a thoughtful person."

"I've called the hospital, they've immediately organized experts to diagnose and conduct a full examination on Master Yang."

"Don't worry Li, Young Master Yang has fate on his side, he'll be fine."

...

Li Qing replied to everyone while he dashed towards the alley.

At the alley, Yang Yurong pushed Liang Jiayi.

"Why are you standing there dumbfounded? Hurry up and go to the hospital with Young Master Li, you really have no sense."

Liang Jiayi was worried about Yang Fei; she had wanted to go to the hospital, but upon hearing her mother's words, she was at a loss, standing embarrassedly without moving.

Liang Shitong smiled and patted her shoulder.

"Girl, do you want to go? If you want to go, I'll ask the driver to take you."

Liang Jiayi hesitated: "Dad, I'm just worried about Yang Fei..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Liang Shitong patted her shoulder and smiled slightly.

"Don't say it, dad understands."

Li Qing's car was parked at the alley entrance; he had just exited the alley when he suddenly shivered violently.

A man in his forties, short and stout with a clean-shaven head, was now looking at Li Qing indifferently.

Li Qing trembled all over, then smiled obsequiously.

"Big Brother Ma, why are you here?"

Big Brother Ma snorted, reached into his chest, pulled out a plane ticket, and handed it directly to Li Qing.

"I've booked your ticket, take the earliest flight and go to France, without my permission, you are not allowed to return."

Li Qing wailed: "I won't go, I've just seen Yang Fei, I want to stay in Capital City to take care of him."

Big Brother Ma sighed, and stuffed the ticket directly into the breast pocket of Li Qing's shirt.

"It's the old man's decision, did you forget the gag order when you saw Yang Fei?"

He said, glancing indifferently at Li Qing.

"If you don't go, when Little Bird Yang wakes up, what will you tell him?"

Li Qing was stunned for a moment, then wailed.

"This kid has always been to my taste since childhood, can't I spend time with him?"

"No, unless you don't want to live."

Big Brother Ma wiped his shaved head impatiently and brandished a silver needle.

"The old man said, if you don't go, I'll use the silver needle to seal your mouth and turn you into a mute."

At this point, Li Qing was finally scared.

He bowed his head dejectedly.

"Alright, I'll go, but before I leave, can I see Yang Fei one last time?"

"No, immediately and immediately, not even a minute's delay."

Big Brother Ma looked at him threateningly, the long silver needle in his hand trembling, terribly frightening.

Li Qing shivered, looking pitifully at Big Brother Ma.

Big Brother Ma coldly stared at him, ready to act without a word.

Finally, Li Qing gave in: "Okay, I'll go, I'll leave now."

Li Qing got into the car, the driver started the car, slowly drove past Big Brother Ma, and gradually drove away.

Suddenly, Li Qing stuck his head out from the car window and cursed loudly.

"Ma Qiu, damn your uncle, none of you are human."

Having cursed, he hurriedly withdrew his head, the car accelerated rapidly and sped forward like an arrow.

Ma Qiu did not chase, stood still, and gradually, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"I was never human, I'm a God Defiler!"

Having said this, Ma Qiu turned around and strode away.

It seemed Yang Fei had a very long dream.

Various scenarios rushed forth in his dream, the plot was complex.

Yet, the only constant was that handsome man.

His wise and clear eyes always stared at Yang Fei, deep, expectant, playful yet filled with a valiant spirit.

He seemed to stand atop a black mountain, with heavy clouds pressing low above his head.

Beneath the mountain, black waves surged and roared, each wave higher than the last, rushing towards the mountain as hard as iron, yet never able to drown the peak.

The man reached out a hand to Yang Fei: "Come, I'm waiting for you!"

His deep gaze made Yang Fei shiver in fear, feeling a pressure as high as a mountain=.

Suddenly, he cried out and woke up.

The illusionary realm of his dream vanished, and what appeared before Yang Fei's eyes was a white sheet and white walls.

His body was connected to numerous odd tubes, attached to various machines.

A person lay beside Yang Fei's bed, with a slender waist and hair as black and shiny as a waterfall, but it was Liang Jiayi.

Liang Jiayi breathed evenly, sleeping soundly.

Yang Fei rubbed his eyes, finally adapting to the daylight-like light of the room.

"Damn it, am I in a hospital?"

Yang Fei's mind gradually returned to normal, recalling the scenes before he fainted.

He sighed heavily, sat up, and thought secretly about the scenes in his dream.

Once out of this damn ward, he had to find his uncle who descended from heaven and ask him for clarity.

At this moment, Liang Jiayi slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing Yang Fei, she immediately cried out in delight: "You're awake!"

Yang Fei nodded, feeling a splitting headache, and sighed deeply: "What happened to me?"

Liang Jiayi worriedly covered him with the blanket.

"You suddenly fainted, later Young Master Li made an emergency call and sent you to the hospital."

Yang Fei felt incredulous: "How long have I fainted?"

"Where's Young Master Li? Right, that's the guy pretending to be my uncle."

Liang Jiayi counted on her fingers.

"Let me calculate, you've been unconscious for two days and nights, almost thirty-six hours."

Yang Fei was startled: "That long? Where's my cheap uncle, Li Qing?"

Liang Jiayi shook her head.

"I don't know, after you entered the hospital, Young Master Li hasn't seen you."

"Instead, those ass-kissers came to visit you almost every one."

She said, pointing to a small hall on the left side of the ward.

"Hey, that's what they brought, piled into a small hill."

Yang Fei glanced over, and indeed the gifts formed a mountain, all premium health products.

There were seven or eight boxes of Changbai Mountain ginseng alone, and other health products were countless.

Yang Fei sighed heavily.

"I understand, these are all due to my cheap uncle's influence."

Liang Jiayi smiled slightly: "That's not all."

"Your special high-level ward was also arranged with someone's help, an ordinary person couldn't get in here."

Yang Fei nodded, then suddenly pulled out numerous tubes, climbing out.

"Alright, let's go."

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