Chapter 1252
Almighty Daughter Runs The World
Translator: 549690339
âMike was a little speechless as he said, âIt really isnât...ââ
âTen million!â
âThirty million!â
ââMike, please have mercy on a pitiful person like me! Yesen is my only son in this world. He canât die, he canât Die!ââ
âIf Yesen died, who would the Zhao family rely on to pass on their legacy?â
âAs long as he could save Yesen, he was willing to do anything for Father Zhao!â
Even if it cost his life!
ââMr. Zhao,âMikeâs voice was a little helpless, âYouâve already bid 30 million. If I really have the antidote, would I not sell it to you? I really donât have the antidote...ââ
âFather Zhao leaned against the wall and fell to the ground weakly, his face ashen.â
âAh!â
Father Zhao used his hands to hammer the wall and burst into tears.
âPerhaps it was because the sound was too loud, there was a knock on the door. âMaster, Are You Alright?ââ
âMaster?â
Father Zhao was immersed in his own world and did not hear the Butlerâs voice.
âThe Butler was afraid that something would happen to Father Zhao, so he pushed the door open and entered.â
âThe moment he entered, he saw Father Zhao lying weakly on the ground.â
The Butler was shocked and quickly ran over to help father Zhao up. âMaster!â
âOld Zhang!âFather Zhao hugged the butler and cried out loud.
ââMaster, Whatâs Wrong?âThe Butler continued to ask.â
ââI found a Ye, I found a Ye!ââ
ââThatâs a good thing! Why are you crying!âThe butler continued, âIf people who donât know know know know about this, they will think that something big has happened!ââ
âYou donât understand! You Donât understand!âFather Zhao took a deep breath. âPrepare the car! Quickly prepare the car for me! I want to go to the first Peopleâs Hospital in the city!â
âIt was already past two in the morning. The butler said, âItâs already so late. Do you still want to go to the hospital?ââ
âI told you to prepare the car!â
ââOkay, Iâll go now!ââ
The Butler turned around and went to prepare the car.
âSoon, the car was ready.â
The butler and the driver sat in the front seat while Father Zhao sat alone in the back seat.
âDrive faster! Drive Faster!â
âThe driver said with some difficulty, âMaster, this is already...ââ
âAt this moment, the butler tugged at the driverâs sleeve. The driver quickly changed his words, âYes, master, Iâm already speeding up!ââ
Father Zhao looked out of the car window anxiously.
Buddha bless!
Buddha bless!
He must bless Yesen well.
He must not get into any trouble!
âFather Zhao sat in the back seat and muttered to himself, âBuddha, Oh Buddha, as long as you can bless a ye to be fine, Iâm willing to lose thirty years of My Life! Fifty Years!ââ
The Butler in the front seat twitched the corner of his mouth.
Lose Thirty Years of his life?
Father Zhao was already more than seventy years old this year. could he still live to be more than a hundred years old?
There werenât many cars on the road at night.
âAbout 30 minutes later, the car arrived at the entrance of the hospital.â
âBefore the car stopped, Father Zhao couldnât wait to open the car door and get out. His footsteps were hurried, and several times, he almost fell on the road.â
The Butler followed behind. âMaster! Wait for me!â
Father Zhao acted as if he didnât hear the Butlerâs voice. He ran all the way into the hospital hall and came to the information desk. âWhere is my son? How is my son now?â
âThe nurse on duty was still dozing off. When she saw Father Zhao like this, she was shocked. âSir, donât be anxious. Letâs talk slowly. May I know your sonâs name?âân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âZhao Ziye!âFather Zhao blurted out.
ââOkay, please wait a moment.âThe nurse began to search for the patientâs information.â
âA moment later, the nurse looked up at Father Zhao and said, âSir, there is no patient named Zhao Ziye in our hospital!ââ
âNo? How is that possible! How is it possible that there is no patient!âFather Zhaoâs anger was ignited at this moment. âAre you a nurse or not? My Son is in this hospital! What have you done to my son?â
âThe nurse was a little helpless and continued, âOld sir, letâs check. May I ask if it is the night of Little Zhao, the son of his children and grandchildren?ââ
âYes!âFather Zhao nodded.
âThe nurse lowered her head and looked at the computer screen again. âIâm sorry, but we really donât have a patient named Zhao Ziye Here!ââ
âAt this moment, Father Zhao seemed to have thought of something and continued, âYesen! Leafâs leaf, forestâs forest.ââ
âAs he said this, Father Zhao recalled the scene of Yesen introducing himself when they first met.â
His A Ye was such a polite person.
âThinking of this, Zhaoâs father was filled with regret.â
Muddle-headed.
He was really too muddle-headed.
âNot only was he muddle-headed, he was also the worldâs most unqualified father!â