C2 I'm Your Father Okay

When the yellow-haired bully heard Lan Xiangyu's words, anger flashed across his face and he quickly walked towards Lan Xiangyu.

"Don't touch my patient. If you have anything to say, just say it. Don't do it."

Yang Huanhuan immediately reached out her hand to hold the yellow-haired bully back. At the same time, she winked at Lan Xiangyu, telling him to go back to the ward.

"Nurse Ye, actually, you don't have to stop him. I just want to see how he'll hit me."

Lan Xiangyu held his crutch and walked slowly from the ward to Yang Huanhuan's side. His eyes were full of sarcasm when he looked at the yellow-haired bully.

"Heh, I was wondering what kind of person it was. It turns out that he's just a disabled student who came out to be a hero to save the beauty?"

The yellow-haired bully saw Lan Xiangyu holding onto his walking stick with a smile on his face, mocking him with a sarcastic tone.

"A cripple is enough to deal with someone like you."

Lan Xiangyu Si didn't care about the yellow-haired hoodlum's words at all. She had a faint smile on her face, as if she never took the yellow-haired hoodlum seriously.

"You f * cking want to die!"

The yellow-haired bully was completely enraged by Lan Xiangyu's attitude. He threw a punch towards Lan Xiangyu's face.

However, would Lan Xiangyu be hit by a yellow-haired bully?

He slightly leaned to the side and dodged the yellow-haired bully's fist. Then, he raised his cane and hit the yellow-haired bully's head.

"You can't do it, you're so slow, you're not even as good as a cripple."

After he finished knocking, Lan Xiangyu mocked the yellow-haired bully again. The yellow-haired bully got even angrier and changed his fist to his leg. Obviously, he wanted to bully Lan Xiangyu for his inconvenience.

"Ignorant."

Lan Xiangyu smiled and shook his head. He used his arm to support his walking stick and leaped into the air, causing the yellow-haired bully's attack to miss again.

"How is this possible!"

The yellow-haired bully looked up in shock at Lan Xiangyu, who was still in the air, only to be met with a whip kick from Lan Xiangyu.

"Crack!"

The thick whip kick hit the yellow-haired bully's nose and immediately caused it to collapse.

"Ah!

The yellow-haired bully staggered back a few steps, his face full of pain as he raised his hand to cover his nose.

"You! "You!"

Ye Zichen raised his hand and pointed at Lan Xiangyu. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't get it out of his mouth. A broken nose was no small matter.

"Now do you know what I am? I'm your father, aren't you? Hurry up and take a look at your nose so that you won't have a bad future, am I right?"

Lan Xiangyu squinted his eyes and looked at the yellow-haired bully with a mocking tone.

Since the yellow-haired bully wanted him to break his appearance, he would do the same to him. Therefore, Lan Xiangyu purposefully kicked the yellow-haired bully's nose.

"Just you wait."

The yellow-haired hoodlum spat out a few harsh words before covering his nose and going to the clinic to check his nose, in case he really did have a bad appearance.

Not long after the yellow-haired bully left, Lan Xiangyu fell into Yang Huanhuan's arms. Although his body had temporarily recovered a bit, but after a strenuous exercise, he still collapsed for a short period of time. After all, he had been lying in bed for three years.

"Are you alright?"

Yang Huanhuan held Lan Xiangyu, her eyes filled with worry. She had looked after Lan Xiangyu for three years so she was clear of his physical condition. That intense physical movement just now was not suitable for him to do now.

"It's fine, help me in first, don't stay in the corridor."

Lan Xiangyu only felt two pairs of eyes. His legs trembled as he leaned against Yang Huanhuan's body. The cultivation technique within his body began to circulate automatically.

"Alright."

Yang Huanhuan nodded and helped Lan Xiangyu into the ward. On the way, Lan Xiangyu smelled the fragrance and the soft touch from Yang Huanhuan's body and felt a few ripples in his heart. Although he had seen a lot of beautiful women, but normal physiological reactions were inevitable.

"Hu!"

Lan Xiangyu immediately let out a long sigh and suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

"What was that person's relationship with you just now? Why did he come to the hospital to cause such a ruckus?"

After lying back on the bed, Lan Xiangyu diverted his attention and asked Yang Huanhuan a question.

Yang Huanhuan's face darkened as she said in a low voice, "This … I'm not in a position to tell you about this, so please don't ask any more questions. "

"..."

Hearing Yang Huanhuan's words, Lan Xiangyu didn't say anything more. Being able to help Yang Huanhuan for the first time didn't mean that he could help Yang Huanhuan countless times.

"But it's fine. This is my personal matter to begin with. I will take care of it myself."

Yang Huanhuan forced herself to pull herself together as a smile appeared on her face. She said with concern to Lan Xiangyu, "Are you alright? Don't let your body get worse because of me. It would only make up for the loss."

"I'm fine. I just need to rest. If there's anything you need help with, you can come find me."

Lan Xiangyu had given her a promise even though Yang Huanhuan had been taking care of him for three years. Even though Lan Xiangyu was just a promise, countless powerful people in the foreign world wanted a promise from Lan Xiangyu. Some were even willing to exchange their lives for a promise from Lan Xiangyu.

However, Yang Huanhuan was not clear about the value of Lan Xiangyu's promise, so she just treated it as a courtesy.

"Alright, then you rest first. I'll bring the dinner over later."

Yang Huanhuan smiled and stood up to leave. Lan Xiangyu was the only one left in the ward.

"Phew, life on earth still isn't getting used to it."

Lan Xiangyu leaned on the bed, looked out the window at the sky, and sighed in his heart.

These three days were the most idle three thousand years for him. He did not need to think of anything, did not need to do anything, and only needed to eat, sleep, and eat.

Honestly speaking, Lan Xiangyu hadn't lived like this for a long time. Although he was an expert in the foreign world, he still needed to train constantly in order to not be caught up by the others.

"If this is the case, I should be able to recover to a normal person's condition after a week of training."

Looking at his own body, Lan Xiangyu made a plan in his mind. He also wanted to return to a normal body as soon as possible, but his current body could only maintain training for 5 hours a day at most.

As he was arranging time, the door to the ward was pushed open again.

A woman wearing a professional OL suit appeared in front of Lan Xiangyu. She looked to be around 27 years old. She wore black stockings and a pair of black high-heeled shoes. She was dressed in a black professional OL suit.

Behind the woman were two burly men in black suits and sunglasses. They looked even more imposing, and it was likely that this was Ye Lan.

The people who came to see him at this meeting were so ostentatious. Lan Xiangyu couldn't think of any other candidate other than Ye Lan.

"Hello, Miss Ye."

Lan Xiangyu smiled, leaned back on the bed and stretched out his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Lan."

Ye Lan also smiled and shook hands with Lan Xiangyu.