"Ah--" Ma Zhiyuan let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Ning Xi poked his head out from behind Zhan Hanjue and took a look.

The gun in Ma Zhiyuan's hand exploded, his index finger was almost fuzzy and blood was flowing.

If he hadn't tried to shoot Ning Xi just now, the barrel wouldn't have exploded.

He took everything himself.

"Don't look, close your eyes."

The eyes were suddenly covered by the man's warm palm.

Zhan Hanjue quickly protected Ning Xi behind him, and then heard Ma Zhiyuan's roar with anger and trembling anger: "Come on, kill them for me! Kill them for me immediately!"

There was a scattered sound of footsteps in the room, like countless people rushing in from outside.

The gunshots of the battle were extremely fierce and penetrated the eardrums.

The next moment, Ning Xi's ears were covered tightly by Zhan Hanjue, and he didn't know what was going on outside.

After about a few minutes, the gunshots gradually became quiet.

There was a disgusting smell of blood in the air.

Ning Xi's heartbeats very fast.

"It's okay."

Zhan Hanjue let go of the woman in his arms and stared at her pale little face with concern: "Are you scared?"

To be honest, Ning Xi was still shocked by the scene in front of him. He only took a hasty look at the situation in the private room and quickly went outside the cabin.

Ache, the bodyguards, and Ling Zhe arranged the staff to come and were cleaning up the follow-up... "Vomit--" Ning Xi pulled the door frame of the cabin door and began to vomit.

Zhan Hanjue patted her back with heartache: "I told you not to come, I'm at a loss now, right?"

"Then I don't know there will be a gunfight here!"

Ning Xi spoke vaguely.

Originally, Ma Zhiyuan just sent an invitation letter to a cruise ship, but how could he know this way of gathering?

Zhan Hanjue poured her a glass of lemonade and gently patted her on the back to make her feel happy.

"Shu's mouth will feel more comfortable."

"You and Dad have already decided?"

Ning Xi took a big sip of lemonade, and the more he drank, the more he became, the more sour he became.

"Yes, as soon as we leave, a reporter will come to take photos and expose the gambling ship."

Ning Xi pounded his chest: "I just thought you were going to bet my life, and I was so scared that I was going crazy!"

"How precious is your life? Is it worthy of a bet with the name Ma?"

Ning Xi raised his head slightly, and said his worries and palpitations: "Aren't I worried that you will lose your eyes?

This is how gamblers are. The more they get to the back, the more they become, the more they are unable to control themselves. Fortunately, you write on my waist, making me believe in you."

She also deliberately got angry with Zhan Hanjue in front of Ma Zhiyuan.

"My wife's acting skills are really good. Is it enough to reward me?"

Zhan Hanjue held her jaw in both hands and pecked her lips a few times.

"..." Ning Xi froze in a daze.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw the bodyguards coming and going to clean the battlefield. My ears gradually rose to a blush and my face turned red with a little embarrassed.

"I just vomited, don't you think it's dirty?"

Zhan Hanjue nodded seriously, showing a look of annoyance: "It seems to taste a little?"

"..." Ning Xi was so angry that she was about to push him away when she saw the handsome face of the man gradually approaching her and magnified in front of her: "Then I'll be wronged and let you dirty me too?"

Ning Xi fell into a boredom and quickly fled in panic.

...That night, the official media officially spoke out about Ma Zhiyuan's gambling ship business.

Coupled with Ma Chengyun's scandal, the two combined, Ma Zhiyuan almost lost his place to turn over and was forced to withdraw from the next presidential election, and faced prison.

Although he lacked a strong opponent, Ling Zhe only said "It's done well" and the expression on his face was still solemn.

At night, as usual, family videos.

"Dad, your face is terrible."

Ning Xi asked solemnly with a cup of flower tea in his hand.

Ling Zhe opened his mouth, looked at Ning Xi, and spoke hard: "Xixi, I...I'm sorry for you."

"Is it related to mom?"

Ning Xi immediately guessed the key.

Ling Zhe covered his face with one hand, feeling extremely painful: "Your mother saw the live broadcast we recognized, but her condition did not improve, but her hysteria became more serious."

Ning Xi's heart then became a ball.

"What do you say?"

"I want to give her a thorough hypnosis so that she can forget all the painful memories, but there is currently a lack of a hypnosis master."

Ning Xi immediately thought of Yu Ye: "I have a choice, but the time may still be lacking."

...Yincheng.

A senior private hospital under the Zhan Group.

The results of Mr. Zhan’s biopsy have come out, which is not the worst, and there is still a glimmer of hope.

However, due to the special location of the tumor, the probability of success in surgery and chemotherapy is very low.

"Old man, listen to me, now we have to race against time to go for chemotherapy! If you drag on like this, you will really miss the last chance..." Yu Ye took the stack of surgical plans to show Mr. Zhan.

Mr. Zhan was wearing a blue and white striped sick gown. Due to illness, he lost a lot of weight.

But compared to being hospitalized after a coma, my mental state has improved a lot.

The nurse pushed him in a wheelchair and arrived at the floor-to-ceiling window of the ward.

Behind this private hospital is a huge golf club.

He looked at it and saw that there were many people playing golf on the lush lawn.

"Baby and Yeye have finished school?"

Zhanlongcheng did not answer the question.

Yu Ye had a dark face: "School will be over in twenty minutes."

"Xiao Zhang, go and take out my chessboard and chess score."

Zhan Longcheng waved to the female nurse excitedly: "I will compete with those two little things later."

The female nurse is paid for Zhanlongcheng's salary, so of course she dare not say anything. With Yu Ye's murderous eyes, she silently took the Go board and chess record for Zhanlongcheng.

Yu Ye's face turned darker: "It was your grandson Zhan Hanjue who begged me to treat you! Don't you think about him?"

"Do you know how old I am?"

Zhan Longcheng's thin fingers knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair.

Yu Ye: "It's less than eighty."

"I have lived for more than seventy years. After seeing my precious great-grandchildren, I will have no regrets in my life when Ajue returns with Xixi and his great-granddaughter."

The old man was very calm when he woke up and knew that he was in the late stage of cancer.

He never thought about getting treatment from the beginning.

The endless chemotherapy and surgery will make him shaved his hair and linger in the last days of his life. The last faces left for his great-grandchildren are thin and sallow.

He worked hard for the Zhan family for the rest of his life, and now he just wants to live for himself.

Yu Ye could not see any strong desire to survive in Zhanlong City, and he was also depressed.

"Then do you have any other wishes?"

“Of course there is.”

Zhan Longcheng didn't know what he thought of, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and asked Yu Ye: "Do you have someone you like?"

"My wife's surname is Yi and her name is Xue."
Chapter completed!