CHAPTER 665: CHAPTER 665: WHAT DID UNCLE FU SEE?

Li Yehan arrived at the hospital to inquire about Old Mr. Li’s condition and saw Uncle Fu.

After witnessing Old Mr. Li collapse before him, Uncle Fu appeared dazed, with bloodshot eyes, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

"Young Mr. Ye Han, you’re here."

Uncle Fu attempted to stand, but Li Yehan motioned for him to sit down.

"Uncle Fu, why haven’t you gone back to rest?"

Old Mr. Li was still in the intensive care unit, and no one was needed to accompany him here.

Even if they were there, there was nothing to do, so Li Yehan didn’t expect Uncle Fu to be here.

With a bitter smile, Uncle Fu said, "Young Mr. Ye Han, I couldn’t sleep. I’ve served the master my whole life, and without caring for him, I don’t know what to do. I want to stay in the hospital to be by his side, so I can know immediately if anything happens. Unlike this time... if I hadn’t gone back for the cane, if I hadn’t gone back..."

With a choked voice, Uncle Fu said, "If I hadn’t gone back, things wouldn’t have turned out this way, and the master wouldn’t be in trouble."

Even if something happened, he could have shielded the master from it.

Every time Uncle Fu thought about it, his heart ached to the point of being unable to breathe, and he blamed himself immensely.

No matter how he discussed it, it was still his fault.

"Uncle Fu, it’s not your fault."

Uncle Fu shook his head, "It’s my fault. If I had taken the cane with me when I left, none of this would have happened."

Uncle Fu was deeply mired in self-blame, and Li Yehan couldn’t comfort him.

"Young Mr. Ye Han, there’s something I’ve thought about all night, and I’ve decided to tell you."

Li Yehan: "Hmm?"

"At that time, the master called me, and his expression seemed as if he was startled. When I ran fast, drawing closer to the master, I heard him say ’Be careful of Li...’ As for which Li he meant, he hadn’t finished when he was struck..."

Uncle Fu wiped away tears, "Young Mr. Ye Han, I’m not trying to sow discord; I really heard such a voice."

"Uncle Fu, I believe you."

Li Yehan had no doubt about Uncle Fu’s words.

Uncle Fu had accompanied Old Mr. Li all this way, having everything he wanted, and Old Mr. Li wasn’t unkind to him either.

He trusted Uncle Fu’s words more than he doubted them.

"Young Mr. Ye Han, yesterday my head was too confused, and I forgot to tell you about this. I wasn’t deliberately hiding it."

"Uncle Fu, I understand everything."

Even with Li Yehan’s understanding, Uncle Fu still felt very uneasy.

Thinking about it, he still felt there was very little he could do.

Li Yehan exchanged a few words with Uncle Fu and went to Zheng Qinnian’s office.

Zheng Qinnian had slept in his office the night before, afraid that if something happened to Old Mr. Li, he wouldn’t be able to arrive promptly.

Regarding Nan Qiao’s situation, Zheng Qinnian had always been very concerned.

No sooner had Li Yehan entered than Old Wu and Old Liu arrived with breakfast and some supplements.

Zheng Qinnian looked at the table full of gifts, the breakfast was Fu Ding Restaurant’s morning tea, starting at five thousand per meal.

The breakfast of the wealthy was indeed different.

Li Yehan: "Doctor Zheng, thank you."

Zheng Qinnian raised an eyebrow, "Mr. Li, a word of thanks from you, I’m truly flattered."

Li Yehan sat upright, his sharp brows and starry eyes beneath a pair of soft red lips gently pressed together, the smooth jawline revealing a strong presence, full of detachment.

Zheng Qinnian’s gaze landed on the supplements on the table; he recognized one specifically for kidney health.

Zheng Qinnian’s mouth twitched, moving his gaze from the supplements to Li Yehan’s face.

"Mr. Li, what do you mean by buying me something for kidney health?" Did he look like he had kidney issues?

Li Yehan didn’t respond, but Old Wu did.

"Doctor Zheng, that was my decision. I figured since you’re a doctor and often stay up late, we men need to take care of our bodies. Staying up late damages the kidneys. Being young and frequently staying up can have significant long-term effects, wouldn’t you agree?"

Zheng Qinnian: "..."

Old Liu: "Doctor Zheng, my fifth brother is spot on. Among men, we won’t spread around about who needs supplements."

Zheng Qinnian gritted his teeth, "I don’t need it!"

He didn’t have any issues!

He didn’t even have a partner, let alone indulge excessively, so how could he have issues!

Li Yehan’s aloof brows and eyes showed a slight smile, quickly suppressed.

Without careful observation, it was nearly impossible to notice.

Zheng Qinnian realized he was being laughed at by Li Yehan!

Keeping a straight face, Zheng Qinnian replied, "Speaking of kidney health, I think your Mr. Li needs more supplements. Mr. Li manages numerous responsibilities, runs such a large company, requires effort and attention. He needs not only kidney supplements but others as well."

Li Yehan arched an eyebrow and stood up, "Qiaoqiao knows my health best. Qiaoqiao’s medical skills surpass yours; do you think you understand more, or does Qiaoqiao?"

Zheng Qinnian: "..."

Zheng Qinnian was stuck, unable to argue because what Li Yehan said was entirely reasonable!

Ah!

Even if it weren’t reasonable, he couldn’t counter it!

Zheng Qinnian nearly coughed up a mouthful of disgruntled blood.

Old Wu and Old Liu nearly laughed out loud.

No wonder he is their Mr. Li, capable of metaphorically defeating people in one sentence!

Amazing!

Zheng Qinnian looked at the table full of supplements, feeling numb.

...

When Nan Qiao woke up, it was already ten in the morning.

Li Yehan had left a note on the bedside table, his handwriting strong and flowy, graceful and pleasing to the eye.

Li Yehan had gone to work, suggesting she sleep a bit more.

Nan Qiao went downstairs to eat and received a call from Tang Helin.

"Qiaoqiao, I went to the hospital to see Old Mr. Li and reviewed his medical reports. His condition is too tricky and complex, and I can’t perform surgery on him."

"Master, I understand. When I examined him yesterday, I also anticipated this result." Her state today was much better than yesterday.

Perhaps being close to witnessing her family endangerment caused her mental state to fluctuate dramatically.

After a night’s adjustment, her mood had calmed a lot.

"Qiaoqiao, although we are doctors, healers, we can’t always bring patients back from the Death God every time. We are human, not gods. Please don’t blame yourself," Tang Helin advised sincerely.

Nan Qiao put down the phone, turned on the speaker, and took a sip from her cup.

"Master, I know, I understand. Don’t worry, I won’t drain myself."

"Qiaoqiao, it’s good you think so. Regarding Old Mr. Li’s condition, I’ve heard. He was hit by a falling pot at Li Tianyi’s place, and the police concluded it was an accident. The surveillance video from that day shows Li Tianyi and Mei Tian Sha Zi never went upstairs, staying downstairs. Old Mr. Li’s visit to their place was unexpected, something they didn’t know beforehand."

Nan Qiao had also received messages from Hou Ze and Li Yehan.

The conclusion was as it was, with no evidence, it could only be termed an accident.

Such a coincidental accident made Nan Qiao skeptical.

"Master, when are you taking Nan Shan back?"