C20 Heavy message (2/2)

Seeing that Cui Wanjun's expression had eased up, Dong Bicun patted her chest and guaranteed: ”Wifey, don't worry. I will definitely help you vent your anger.

In the afternoon, Dong Qizheng's ward was filled with people. These were the core members of the Dong Clan. When they received the news that the old man would wake up in the afternoon, they rushed over.

Looking at old man Wang who kept the silver needles, Dong Wen Feng asked anxiously: ”Old man Wang, how is it? Have you cleaned up the cold poison? ”

”Your grandfather is fine. He will wake up soon.” Old man Wang said proudly.

”Divine Doctor Wang, I really have to thank you!” Dong Fang said excitedly.

She was already prepared to prepare for the old man's future. She hadn't thought that the old man would be so easily cured by old man Wang.

”It's nothing, it's a piece of cake!” Old man Wang waved his hands with a smug look on his face.

Dong Bicun was unhappy, if the old man was truly gone, Dong Wen Feng would just return to the Dong Clan, with his many years of management, the position of Patriarch would be easy to obtain!

This time, the fat flew into his mouth!

However, he did not show it on his face. Smiling, he said: ”Divine Doctor Wang, it is all thanks to you that my father was saved. I do not need to thank you for your great kindness. Please accept this small gift.”

After Dong Bicun finished speaking, he took out a bank card and handed it over with both hands.

Old man Wang completely ignored Dong Bicun, looked at Dong Wen Feng and said vulgarly: ”Little Dong, I have already treated his, so I will not delay any further. There are still many beauties waiting for me to save their souls.”

Dong Bicun's face burned with pain, with old man Wang acting like this, he slapped him in the face, but since the other party had just healed Dong Qiizheng, he could not flare up, he could only suppress the anger in his heart, and awkwardly smiled and retracted his hand.

At that moment, Dong Qi opened his eyes and coughed twice.

”Dad!”

”Old Master!”

Regardless of whether it was true or false, everyone had excited expressions on their faces as they walked up to Dong Qizheng.

”All of you are here?” Dong Qizheng looked around at the crowd. Seeing Dong Wen Feng's figure, he was startled, his turbid eyes widened, as he stretched out his hand in disbelief, wanting to touch Dong Wen Feng's face.

”You are Wen Feng...?”

Dong Wen Feng immediately lowered his head, and placed Dong Qizheng's hand on his own cheek. His eyes turned red in an instant, and he said while choking in sobs: ”Grandfather, it's me, Wen Feng is back!”

”Good, good!” It was good that he was back! ”Cough cough …”

Dong Qizheng coughed a few times due to the agitation of his emotions.

”Dad, don't be agitated.”

”Lordmaster, you've just recovered from a serious illness. Pay more attention to your body.”

Everyone looked at Dong Qizheng nervously.

”Haha, I'm fine.” Dong Qi was looking at Dong Wen Feng, his eyes filled with love.

”Don't go this time. You will be the Dong Clan's Patriarch from now on!”