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Chapter 850 Zhan's father vomits blood!

"I, sooner or later, will be pissed off by you!" Father Zhan felt his heart getting more and more stuffy, more and more uncomfortable, just thinking about it, a mouthful of blood spewed out again, staining the ground red.

"Old man, your body has always been very good before, how did you become like this now?" Zhan's mother was so anxious that she almost cried.

"Father, what's wrong with you?" Zhan Qing also cried, "Why do you feel that your body is not as good as before?"

"Dad!" Zhan Yi couldn't help but help Zhan's father up, "Don't worry, I'll take you to the hospital!"

Without saying a word, Xifeng also came forward to help.

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At this time, the mixed-race man had already grabbed Zhang Ying into the car.

"Let go of me!" In the back of the car, Zhang Ying shook off the mixed-race man's pickpocket, "Why are you so brazen?"

"I am shameless?!" The mixed-race man reached out and pinched Zhang Ying's chin, and asked angrily, "I think you are the one who is shameless? Who said you would be my lover for life? Who said you would marry me? My whole life? I never expected that in a blink of an eye, you would fall into the arms of another man and marry another man. It is a great shame to me if you do this, you know?!"

Zhang Ying also sneered, "Don't say that you love me very much. We are just a one-night, one-night relationship. We have never had any feelings between us. How can there be shame? What's more, besides me, there is only one person around you. Afraid that there are too many women to count?"

"Unfortunately, I just fell in love with you!" The mixed-race man squeezed Zhang Ying's chin even harder, "Should you feel honored?"

"Bah!" But Zhang Ying shook off the mixed-race man fiercely, "Let me tell you, I feel sick to be liked by someone like you?!"

The mixed-race man was a little angry, "Zhang Ying, who else do you think will like you besides me now? I am the only person in this world who likes you, and you are still not satisfied?"

"I don't need someone like you to like me!" Zhang Ying said angrily.

The mixed-race man was irritated by Zhang Ying's words. He turned over and pressed Zhang Ying directly under him, and said viciously, "Do you believe it or not? I want you in the car right now?!"

"I'm pregnant!" But Zhang Ying looked at the mixed-race man sarcastically, "Don't tell me, you still want me now?!"

"Yes, of course!"

But the mixed-race man couldn't help but tore off her wedding dress...

Hospital, outside the operating room.

Zhan Yi, Zhan Qing, Xi Feng, and Zhan's mother were anxiously waiting outside the operating room.

Zhan's father has been in the operating room for half an hour, but he hasn't come out yet, and everyone's hearts are tightening.

"Hasn't the old man's heart disease not recurred for several years?" Zhan's mother said uncomfortably, "Why has he been coughing badly these past few days, especially today, he vomited blood directly!"

The more she thought about it, the sadder Zhan's mother became.

"Mom!" Ke Zhanqing suddenly realized, and hurriedly asked, "Did Zhang Ying make tea for Dad every day?"

"En!" Zhan's mother nodded, "If it wasn't for Zhang Ying's indiscretion in her private life, she is actually a good daughter-in-law. She cares for me and your father in every possible way. Zhang Ying will personally give your father every day. Make tea!"

Zhan Qing's expression became more and more ugly, "During Zhang Ying's stay, father's condition has deteriorated. Could it be related to the tea Zhang Ying made?"

(End of this chapter)