Leng Siche was explaining the situation to his parents on the other side of the phone while running towards the emergency room. He just hung up the phone, and suddenly someone nearby stopped him.

He tilted his head to see that he was an elderly man sitting on a bench in the corridor with a cane in his hand. He didn't know if he was sick. His complexion looked bad, but even so, he couldn't be ignored. He was born with an aura that only the upper class had, not to mention that the two next to them were not ordinary people at first glance.

Although Leng Siche was very anxious, he politely stopped, "Hello, did you call me just now?"

The old man did not answer, but looked at him up and down, "Are you Leng Sche?"

Leng Siche was a little surprised. After thinking for a long time, he was sure that he didn't seem to know this person. "Yes, you know me?"

"My name is Tang." The old man said three words.

Leng Siche's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately reflected who this person was in front of him, and his tone was a bit blunt, "It turned out to be Mr. Tang, hello..."

Faced with the biological father of the man who had been his brother for so many years, Leng Siche really didn't know what attitude to face.

While hesitating, Tang Zhen suddenly said, "What do you think Tang Jue... is like?"

Leng Siche thought he would ask questions such as how well Leng Sichen has been in these years, but he didn’t expect it to be such a question that is not in common sense. He couldn’t help but feel a little surprised. ...Very softhearted...very sensible...very affectionate person!"

Hearing Leng Siche's words, Zhao Yingliang and Zhang Zhuo beside Tang Zhen twitched their mouths at the same time.

tender? Softhearted? reason? Love?

Is this man sure that he is talking about their cruel, indifferent, unfeeling young master, who never plays cards according to common sense?

After speaking, Leng Siche looked at Tang Zhen nervously, worried that he would anger Leng's family.

According to his father, he didn't know the identity of the child he brought back. He turned a lot of hands in the middle, and the child's life experience had long been unknown. If he had known it, how could he dare to bring it back.

What made him breathe a sigh of relief was that after Tang Zhen finished asking this sentence, he remained silent and said nothing, as if there was no sign of anger...

...

An hour later, Xia Yuxun finally came out of the emergency room and was taken to the ward.

"Doctor, how is her condition?" Nangong asked hurriedly.

"There is nothing serious, but the body is too weak, which will affect the fetus..."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that there was nothing serious, thinking that it was Xia Yuxun, it would be okay to be so tossed, but after hearing that they all lifted their hearts to their throats.

"Fetus? How is the fetus?" Nangong Mo was nervous.

"The fetus was unstable before. This time the patient’s mental and physical damage was very serious. The most direct impact was that the fetus was severely malnourished and the weight was completely under-standard. Triplets were already very difficult. The pregnancy will be aborted, and the fetus will not survive, or will not survive all. You must pay attention and you must not let her be stimulated any more!" The doctor's tone was very harsh.

Nangong nodded silently, and just after nodding, he glanced at Tang Jue in the wheelchair with a bitter face, thinking that this was beyond his control!

Even if they all add up, they still can't hold her...