"You..."
"That's enough." Nan Zhifeng cut off Su Yuan coldly, "I'm going to see my son, please step aside."
"I won't move." Su Yuan even intentionally blocked her wheelchair.
"Miss Su." At that moment, Ye Mingcheng approached.
"Mingcheng." Su Qingyun, seeing Ye Mingcheng, hurriedly pulled Su Yuan aside, "You're here, too."
"Yes, I'm accompanying Xiaofeng." Ye Mingcheng nodded, "Just received the news, uncle seven has passed the critical period, hasn't he?"
"Yes." Su Qingyun nodded repeatedly, "Ye Dong is inside with him."
"That's good." Ye Mingcheng breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Nan Zhifeng, "Xiaofeng is waiting for you, go and keep him company."
"Okay." Nan Zhifeng maneuvered her wheelchair.
Ye Mingcheng had a medical staff push her to find Xiaofeng, and then said to Su Qingyun, "This incident cannot be blamed on Miss Nan; the problem lies within the Ye Family. I can't explain the specifics to you now, but after uncle seven wakes up, he should tell you."
