Sister, you miss me

"Really?" Old William couldn't believe it.

"Believe it or not." Yang Feng looked indifferent.

"Gudong Gudong!"

Old William picked up the goblet for a burst of madness, watching a joke, as long as he can continue his life, Huanglian also drinks.

No matter how tenacious a person's heart is, and no matter how wonderful his life is, he will be reluctant when death comes.

People share this mindset, and Old William also has this mindset.

Because he mastered Yang Feng's methods, he was not choked.

However, after the spirits drank, Old William soon turned red all over, and then he tilted his body and fell to the ground, holding his belly, and began to roll all over the floor.

A low growl, like a painful beast.

The eyes of the agave suddenly turned red, distressed and angry, "Yang Feng, look at what you did!"

"Yang Feng, if there is anything wrong with my father, I..."

Casey also gritted his teeth, but didn't know which ruthless sentence was appropriate for a while.

Jill looked at his father who was rolling on the floor with a shock, but for the time being, she did not point the finger at Yang Feng.

Mo Lin was here in time, and when he walked into the hall, he was so obedient that his father seemed to be sick again.

Of course, Mo Lin didn't know that the old man drank more than three to two liquors with an alcohol content of 96%.

"Jill, what's the matter, why not go to the hospital!"

"I just sneaked back from the hospital, now go back?"

"but……"

"Yang Feng did it, I think he has a way to clean up, even if he doesn't..."

Halfway through what Jill said, Mo Lin rushed to Yang Feng: "Asshole, what did you do to my dad!"

"He just drank a glass of wine."

Yang Feng said lightly, without even glancing at Mo Lin.

"Doesn't he know his condition, how could he drink, and say, did you force him to drink, did you?"

Yang Feng patted Mo Lin's hand holding his collar away, "Your father treats me as a guest, so please set yourself up first."

Mo Lin was dizzy: "Yang Feng, if there is anything wrong with his father, even if he uses the power of the entire family, I will leave you in German."

Yang Feng finally set his gaze on Mo Lin's face. This was the first time he looked at the godfather's eldest son carefully.

He is very sturdy, he is obviously strong in the outside world, and has no scheming, but his concern for his father is not like fake.

Yang Feng smiled faintly, "Hey, I said he can live for ten and a half months. If he died now, wouldn't I slap my face?"

"But...but..." Tequila did not feel at ease because of Yang Feng's words. His father was still rolling on the ground, as painful as an illness. "Yang Feng, do you have a way, even if it is relieved for his father." A little bit of pain is good."

"Don't feel bad."

Yang Feng shrugged, "I wonder if you have ever heard a word."

"what?"

Except for the godfather who was rolling on the ground, the attention of the other four people was all attracted.

Yang Feng closed his eyes and shook his head and shook his head: "It used to be difficult for the sea to be water, but Wushan is not a cloud."

Casey and Jill looked dumbfounded.

Mo Lin asked with doubts: "Yang Feng, is there some advanced medical theory?"

"Yang Feng!" Tequila was angry, "Father is like this, are you still chanting poems here?"

what?

Is it poetry?

It turned out to be chanting poems, which is simply too much.

Yang Feng shook his head and said, "I'm not chanting poems, I'm just explaining a truth to you."

"What's the point?" Casey asked.

"If the pain is extreme, it won't hurt anymore."

"What shit..."

Yang Feng stretched out his hand and interrupted Mo Lin: "Accompanying cancer patients often places high demands on family members. You have to pass your own level first, and there will be more painful scenes in the future than now."

Several people were silent. Of course Yang Feng said it was true.

Cancer is called a terminal illness. In the end, the patient will endure endless pain, dry up the last drop of vitality, and then die and end life.

In this process, the patient suffers, and the patient’s family suffers even more.

After another moment, the old William fell silent, almost motionless except for breathing, covered in sweat, as if he had been picked up from the water.

"Old man, how does it feel?"

Yang Feng knelt down and asked.

Old William blinked, panting and not speaking.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "You send him back to the room."

Merlin set up old William and the three girls helped.

In the luxurious room of Old William, Yang Feng asked Mo Lin to stay and drove away the girls.

The three girls were a little confused, but went downstairs anyway.

"Merlin, there may be one thing you haven't done before, now I'll give you a chance."

"what?"

"Give your father a bath."

Mo Lin's eyes widened suddenly.

"Why, not willing?"

Yang Feng asked, somewhat disappointed.

Mo Lin looked at his dying father on the bed, his eyes were red, and he shook his head: "No, I just remember that when I was very young, my father used to bathe me. At that time, my father was so gentle. Since I entered school... "

That's it.

"I'll give you half an hour."

Yang Feng looked at his watch.

Watching his son, Lao Tzu, enter the bathroom, Yang Feng began to sweep old William's possession of wine.

Yang Feng wasn't too greedy, but he just felt that only in this way could the old William feel that he was not outside.

Half an hour later, Mo Lin took old William out. Old William was wearing a silk robe, his face flushed from the bath.

Obviously, my strength recovered a little and I sat on the side of the bed.

Yang Feng held a wine bottle in his hand and said, "Don't mind."

Old William shook his head, smiled weakly, and said to his heart that even his daughter is going to give you a bottle of wine.

At this time, Mo Lin's prejudice against Yang Feng was much weaker. He said, "Yang Feng, do you know how expensive this bottle of wine is?"

Yang Feng shrugged: "Am I unable to drink?"

"That's not true. I heard that you have a net worth of hundreds of billions, so there are not many things you can't buy in this world."

"Oh."

"A total of five bottles of this wine in your hand have been produced. They are treasured in the hands of the five most powerful people in the world. Is the price equivalent to a Lamborghini Reventon?"

Yang Feng held his chin and thought for a while: "Almost 15 million, which is more than one million euros."

"Yes."

Yang Feng patted the bottom of the bottle with his left hand.

puff!

The cork popped directly, but a drop of the wine did not spill.

Until Yang Feng said the phrase "Come on, do this bottle of Reventon", the old William and his son still opened their mouths and couldn't get together for a long time.

Just like drinking cold water, he killed a bottle of red wine worth more than one million euros. Yang Feng didn't explain much and drove away Mo Lin.

Only him and old William were left in the room.

Yang Feng looked around, turned around, and said, "Old man, you have a wonderful life. With this material condition, you are on par with many emperors."

Old William did not refute, but only said: "Man can not only pursue material things, but also have higher spiritual pursuits."

"I'll go, don't be mad, okay."

Old William smiled hard: "Junior, you can't speak seriously."

"Why don't you want to die?"

"I'm worried about family chaos."

"It's not about cherishing the existing material life, or the position of power accumulated in Lianzhan's life?"

Old William shook his head.

"Just talk casually, don't take it seriously."

Yang Feng smiled and printed his left hand on old William's shriveled chest: "Relax your body, don't resist, I let you drink to fight poison with poison. In fact, the wine is just a drug primer. Now, it is the real cure.

"Ah--" After a while, Old William let out a scream.

He couldn't help it, his blood boiled and his internal organs burned.

With this cry, the children downstairs rushed up immediately.

When Yang Feng took his hand away, Old William was sweating again, but he exhaled comfortably, stood up, moved his muscles and bones, and then looked at Yang Feng and said excitedly: "Junior, I suddenly feel good It's easy, it's ten years younger."

Mo Lin and the others also saw that the old man had indeed not had such a spirit for many years.

"You are polite, I have to do my best for you, Junior Brother." Yang Feng smiled.

A casual glance revealed three pairs of hot eyes.

At this time, the butler went upstairs and told everyone that Adams had arrived.

The living room downstairs.

Several children sat at the left and right sides of Old William, and Yang Feng and Adams sat face to face.

At this time, Adams looked at Yang Feng's gaze a bit strange, not everyone can be a guest of the William family.

Adams can certainly think of the purpose of this trip, but now he feels a happy family atmosphere full of warmth and love.

Often a will is made to confess the will. Shouldn’t the children be at a furious fight and fight for a little bit of profit?

"Old Sir William, I don't know what can I do for you?"

Adams asked politely.

Old William smiled kindly: "I'm really embarrassed to let you, the barrister, go there in person so late."

"It's my honor."

Adams is not a polite, kidding, the personal lawyer of the William family, this honor alone can make people jealous.

"Well, I still want to tell you about the will."

Old William said.

"Well, if there is anything that needs to be corrected or added, you can just say it straight."

Old William turned on the recorder and took out the notebook and pen at the same time. He was ready in the blink of an eye and looked at Old William with a very professional look.

Hearing Old William's will, Yang Feng was the only one in the hall who could remain calm.

The emotions of Merlin, Jill, Casey, and Tequila all had more or less fluctuations.

At this time, Old William looked at his left and right.

Some of his gazes were filled with excitement, and some showed anxiety.

Old William smiled slightly: "Why don't you be more democratic this time, let me listen to your opinions on the will."

Everyone looked at each other for a while.

Yang Feng was also a little surprised, this old man really did not play cards according to common sense.

Adams opened his mouth and said, "Your Excellency, this seems inappropriate."

"What's wrong?" Old William asked back.

Adams said: "Since it is a will, it should be your personal last wish. You don't need to discuss it with your children."

Old William shook his head: "The rules are set by people. Besides, this is my business. You have no right to be beaked. You just have to record it carefully."

This sentence is not at all polite, but Adams does not have the slightest temper.

"Father, if this is what you really meant, if you really let us say," Tequila pursed her lips, "Then, let me say a few words first..."