C43 The Father's Debt Is Paid by the Son

Don't give up so easily.

When Lyi Yan woke up, it was already dawn. The hangover brought about a splitting headache. Her two red and swollen eyes were so rough that she almost could not open them. The unfamiliar environment made her slightly stunned as she looked around. At first glance, she saw Yan Xuan sitting on the hospital bed and reading the newspaper.

This was not a small scare. The memory that was broken after getting drunk did not match. Weren't they eating at a restaurant? Wasn't she arguing with Dong? Why was she here when she awakened? Was it Yan Xuan's ward? Did she run over here by herself? Where was Little Bun?

Her head was full of question marks and her face was miserable. She thought about how she drank too much last night. Lyi Yan could not help but be nervous. Could it be that she said something that should not be said, "her heart"? At the very least, she had to rely on this petty man to send her father abroad for treatment. If she accidentally offended him again... Wouldn't that be bad?

"You're awake? Was it uncomfortable? Let's eat something light today and drink more water. "

"... Oh."

She must still be awake.

Lyi Yan stood in front of the sink in the bathroom and looked at the ugly monster in the mirror. She had a sorrowful expression. Yan Xuan only said one sentence from beginning to end and then let her get up and down. He hung his head and walked into the bathroom. The first half of this sentence seemed to be concerned, and the second half seemed to be... saying goodbye? It sounded like even if she left the ward without saying a word, it did not sound out of place at all.

So, although she drank too much last night, she actually did not make a fuss, nor did she say anything that angered him?

"That, that, good morning. Then, I... I still have something to do. Let's go first ~ " There was a man's toothbrush, a cup, a towel, a razor and some other things in the bathroom. They were arranged neatly and orderly. Lyi Yan could only use her hands to take some water to rinse her mouth. She then used cold water to wash her swollen face and casually pulled her hair a few times. She wanted to leave as soon as possible, embarrassed.

"I've already asked Jack to handle the matter of your dad going to America. Recently, he might be looking for him to ask for some personal information. Ask him to prepare it." Before she left, Yan Xuan put down the newspaper and said unhurriedly.

"En..." Lyi Yan nodded and hesitated for a moment. She turned around to look at Yan Xuan and asked, "That is, my father needs someone to take care of him when he is overseas for treatment. I think it will be better if I go with him."

"Really?" Yan Xuan smiled mysteriously and looked at Lyi Yan's eyes. He found it funny in his heart. "You can go with him, but you have to pay me back the money you owe me first."

"The money I owe you? What money?"

"Not much. I paid two hundred thousand yuan for the last guitar. I sent three hundred thousand yuan for overseas treatment. That's five hundred thousand yuan in total. "

"Five, five hundred thousand yuan? "

"This is the capital. For the sake of your mother, I won't bother with the interest."

Lyi Yan rolled her eyes and did not have the strength to complain. Based on her academic qualifications, ability, and foreseeable economic strength, by the time she earned five hundred thousand, she should already be old! Furthermore, treating illnesses also cost money, even if she earned five hundred thousand yuan. He estimated that even after deducting the expenses, he would not have much money left.

Money was not omnipotent. It was absolutely impossible to not have money. This was what people said when they were poor and short of money.

"The guitar is so expensive. We don't want it anymore. I will think of a way to make a deposit of 300,000 yuan."

"You don't want the guitar?"

"Yeah, we don't want them anymore. We don't have the ability to get those luxury goods now."

"Are you sure? Your mother gave it to..."

"I'm sure."

" Alright then, but did I tell you that it's real? It's the last precious souvenir of that band? "

"Yeah, you said it before."

"If you sell it, the current market value might be more than a million."

"What? !!"

Lyi Yan's entire face turned green! This fellow must be deliberately playing tricks on her! If it could be sold for one million, what else did she need to worry about? As long as she borrowed two hundred thousand from Little Bun to buy the guitar. Then, everything would be solved!

"So I think it's a pity that you don't want it anymore ~"

"Wait a minute! I want it! I take back what I just said. That was a precious gift that my mother left for my father. I must definitely have it! "

" But I recorded it. You said no, sure not! "

"Words don't count!"

When Qi Mingyu pushed the door open and entered, he just happened to see Lyi Yan fly into a rage. Yan Xuan had a smug look on his face as if he was a bad person. Based on his years of experience, he could tell that... There was no doubt that Lyi Yan had been bullied again. He looked at Lyi Yan's innocence and then at Yan Xuan's energetic look. He suddenly narrowed his eyes. Speaking of which, this good friend of his was not becoming more and more interested in this little guy, right?

"Alright! I don't have any money. I only have one life! Don't beat around the bush. Just give it to me to my heart's content! "

" I will send your father overseas to treat his illness. If you want to stay in the country to earn money, return it to me. "

... "!"

" It's time to do a check-up. "

Qi Mingyu, who was ignored, blatantly ignored the strange atmosphere in the ward. He brushed past Lyi Yan and walked to Yan Xuan's bedside. Regardless of a certain person's warning gaze, he helped him sit down. Then, he gently lifted the blanket and pressed one hand into ___'s upper abdomen. At the same time, he leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Didn't you say you would let him go to America? Why did you change your mind? "

Yan Xuan frowned slightly. His stomach was oppressed, and he felt a dull pain. Qi Mingyu's method of treatment was very good. It almost did not make him feel very uncomfortable. But this time, it seemed to be slightly different. Furthermore, Lyi Yan was still in the ward. This kind of action and behavior naturally made him feel embarrassed and embarrassed.

Could it be that he was helping Lyi Yan vent her anger?

Of course not. There was a hidden glint in Qi Mingyu's eyes. His slender fingers pressed a few times. Very quickly, he felt the most powerful jump point in his stomach spasms. Then, he pressed down heavily without any hesitation! How could Yan Xuan tolerate it? This black hand made him involuntarily groan, and his entire body leaned forward. He could not help but tremble.

Lyi Yan, who was struggling, heard the suppressed groan and her heart skipped a beat. She looked up and saw that the insufferably arrogant bad guy had suddenly become much weaker. His face was full of pain and his face was pale and pale.

So, her attention was diverted again and she forgot that this was the ward. The patient who was sitting on the hospital bed was a patient who had gone missing for three days before resting for a day?

"Yan, you saw it too. This guy needs to rest well. Let's talk about it after something happens." Qi Mingyu withdrew his hand and helped Yan Xuan lie down. He smiled at Lyi Yan. As an authoritative doctor in the Department of Digestive Surgery, he knew how to solve the patient's pain. He knew how to make the patient suffer.

"Okay, okay..." Lyi Yan glanced at Yan Xuan again and thought about it. She was drunk and disturbed him first. It was a bit rude.

"Don't be so forceful with girls. It will scare them." After watching Lyi Yan leave, Qi Mingyu put on a saintly appearance. He gave Yan Xuan a "love education," "I think Yan is a typical example of being soft and not tough. That bad temper of yours can be changed appropriately."

"I want to file a complaint against you. I want to change the doctor, uh..." Yan Xuan was in great pain. He did not know whether to laugh or cry.

"Save it. No one can stand you except me." Qi Mingyu patted his shoulder and also walked out of the door. "I will go and say a few words to Yan. It will definitely be more useful than you shouting."

"Qi Mingyu, I am most troubled by the meat trick!"

"The meat trick is also a trick. Don't you want the little girl to stay?"

The door of the ward was closed and Yan Xuan's face was dark. There were only a few people who could make him suffer. Qi Mingyu was definitely one of the best among them.

"Yan, wait a moment." In the corridor, Qi Mingyu chased a few steps and pulled Lyi Yan to the window in front of the elevator. "Actually, I want to tell you about Yan Xuan."

"Hmm? His matter? Tell me?" Lyi Yan was stunned.

"In fact, Xuan has been alone since he was thirteen. No one has taken care of him in the hospital every time. Although I am his friend, I am usually quite busy. If you can take care of him more often, I will be very happy. "

"Er, actually I..."

"I know that he has a bad temper, but he is a very good person. Every year, he will donate a lot of money to the orphanage and the Hope Project. Also, you see, his reputation in the entertainment industry has been very good for so many years, so he's not a bad person ~ "

"Ah, what kind of bad person is he talking about? He's just angry..."

"Yeah, his health is actually pretty bad, but he's usually good at pretending. This time, he got injured again and again. I'm very worried that he will have stomach spasms, gastric bleeding, and so on in the future. It will be very troublesome."

" Is it that serious? "

Qi Mingyu nodded solemnly and carefully. He then added several medical terms to describe the condition. Lyi Yan summarized it simply. It meant that it was not good for Yan Xuan. It was not good either. In short, no matter how grand it looked on the surface, it was already terrible to the extreme. Lin Dayu was like a jade. The wind blew and the sun melted as soon as it was exposed to the sun.

"He forced you to sing because your mother was right, but most importantly, he hoped that you could..."

"Actually, I can forgive my mother even if I don't sing. Dr. Qi, please advise him not to let me do things that I don't want to do."

"You really didn't think of producing a record that belongs to you and starting a concert that belongs to you? After walking the road that your father and mother haven't walked? "

"No."

She said firmly that she didn't, but Lyi Yan, who was sitting on the bus, couldn't get rid of this question.

The music that her parents loved, the road that her parents did not finish...

Did she really not think about it?

Yan wanted to be like her parents when she grew up and become a big star ~

No, she had thought about it.

The matter seemed to have been settled so naturally and unclearly. Lyi Faang went abroad to receive treatment. Lyi Yan stayed behind to repay the debt on behalf of her father. Life also passed quickly, even though Qi Mingyu had said so much. After that, Lyi Yan did not go to Renli Hospital and had no connection with Yan Xuan. The things between them were too complicated. Gradually, she was unconsciously used to passively accepting the arrangements. Jack went back and forth a few times, and the procedures for Lyi Faang to go abroad were almost done. Before going abroad, the father and daughter had a chat. Lyi Yan forgave her father's actions back then. She would also try to forgive her mother even if she said so. Lyi Faang meant that he hoped that she would be happy. There were some problems that could not be happy at the bottom of one's heart.

However, there were some problems that only Lyi Yan knew. It was even harder to cure than terminal illnesses.

The days of going abroad were getting closer and closer. Lyi Yan and her father went to Yuanshan Cemetery together. She did not expect that after only going once, she would remember the location of the tombstone. Of course, it was all thanks to Yan Xuan letting her go back alone that day.

So was this a coincidence, or did he expect that she would come by herself in the future?

It was a sunny day. When they arrived at the cemetery, they saw a middle-aged woman cleaning the place. She was carefully wiping the dust off the gravestone. After wiping it clean, she took the fresh daffodil next to her. She neatly placed it in front of the gravestone. Lyi Yan went up to greet her and understood that she was a cemetery staff member. Someone paid them to do this every day. They had already persisted for almost eight years.

The ones who came the most were her fans.

I'm usually busy, so I don't come often.

It always touched her inadvertently, like a stone falling into a lake. The ripples might have rippled a few times before disappearing, but the stone was still left behind in her heart.