You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 1727: It’s his **** dad

He frowned, and sighed like a little adult: "I am so worried! Dad, why do you think he is so stupid?"

Gu Junzhu was about to die of laughter at his frowning frown and serious worry.

But the little guy was worried, and he was too embarrassed to laugh, so he had to endure it.

Ye Xingbei's face was speechless: "Son, if you don't care, I won't use it like this, you've used the wrong word again!"

"Is there?" The little sapling looked at her and blinked her eyes, "I think it's very vivid to use here!"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Okay.

Just be happy.

She looked at Gu Junzhu: "Let's go to the hospital to see Mr. Qi?"

"Okay," Gu Junzhu looked back at Gu Chi: "Xiao Chi, go and prepare some gifts."

Gu Chi took the lead.

Yue Ya'er walked to Ye Xingbei's side: "I'll go too, let's see if there's anything I can do to help."

"Okay." Ye Xingbei nodded in agreement.

Ye Xingbei is willing to let Yue Ya'er go out for a walk with her, so as to save her from thinking wildly at home.

After preparing the gifts, Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei rushed to the First Central Hospital with the two little guys.

Find Mr. Qi's ward, and before entering, he heard angry roars coming from the ward.

Across the window, the little sapling saw a man with his back to him, roaring at Qi Wangze.

Roared a few words, and patted Qi Wangze's **** hard.

Qi Wangze was photographed staggering a few steps and nearly fell to the ground.

The man pointed at Qi Wangze and continued to roar.

Roaring a few words, he walked towards Qi Wangze, as if he was about to start again.

The little sapling is angry.

He pushed open the door suddenly, ran behind the man, and pushed him hard: "You are not allowed to bully Ze Ze, you are a big bad guy!"

Afraid of his injury, Ye Xingbei hurried over and took him into his arms.

With his back to the man who was holding them, he staggered when he was pushed, and turned around with a confused look on his face.

The man is in his thirties and looks good, but his face is flushed with anger and irritable.

The little sapling pushed Ye Xingbei away, ran to Qi Wangze's side, and asked him with concern, "Zeze, are you all right?"

Qi Wangze's eyes were red, but he didn't cry. As he tried his best to hold back his tears, he shook his head at the little sapling.

The old man lying on the bed raised his arms with difficulty, lifted the oxygen mask on his face, and said with a snort, "You, you, get out of here!"

"Dad," the man ignored Ye Xingbei and the others, walked over to the old man and helped him put on the oxygen mask, "If you have something to say, don't be angry."

"You, you bastard!" The old man Qi's chest heaved violently: "If you dare to do anything to Zeze again, I won't have your son. Get out of here!"

"Dad," the man said helplessly: "Don't I feel sorry for you? What do you think he is used to? If he didn't hide secretly, would you be able to lie here now?"

"You...you..." Mr. Qi was full of words, but he was panting so badly that his face turned purple, but he couldn't say anything.

Qi Wangze threw himself to the bed and smoothed the chest for Mr. Qi, "Grandpa, don't be angry, I was wrong, I will not dare in the future, it is all my fault, I will never dare again..." /

The tears he had been holding back finally fell down.

Mr. Qi raised his hand with difficulty and rubbed his small head, his eyes were red.

He wants to tell his grandson that he's right, it's his **** dad.