After the flash marriage, she became Mr. Zhan's favorite

Chapter 117: 1 The move hits the vital point

Yu Nuan saw Yu Qinglin again after three months, and her first impression was that her uncle had lost weight.

It's really too thin.

The Yu Qinglin in front of him had sunken eye sockets, and the fat on his face and arms seemed to have been sucked away, leaving only a layer of wrinkled skin.

Her eyes became red and her heart became moist.

"uncle."

Yu Nuan walked to the bedside and called out sadly.

Yu Qinglin looked up, tears flowing from his cloudy eyes.

Yu Nuan felt as if her heart was pierced by a needle, with a sharp pain.

She went forward and hugged him, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, and I won't let them bully you again."

Yu Qinglin murmured, "Silly child, no one bullies your uncle."

Yu Nuan didn't expose him. Yu Qinglin wanted to save face and didn't want to drag her down, so he just swallowed his bitterness.

She knew that unless one was extremely desperate, who would want to die while living a good life?

My uncle always felt that he owed her too much, and if there was really no one he could trust, he would not have given her phone number to the police.

He also wanted to use his death to buy her some money so that she would have some security for the rest of her life.

This is her uncle, her blood uncle, her father's younger brother.

Fate was not kind to him and made him spend half his life in a wheelchair, losing his self-esteem and his fighting spirit.

She still remembers the pain and regret on her father's face when he talked about his uncle when she was a child.

It was as if a bright pearl had been inexplicably submerged in the abyss. From then on, the pearl was covered in dust, and no one had ever seen its gorgeous and dazzling appearance again.

My uncle, who was once so high-spirited, has become like the withered yellow leaves on the branches in early winter since his legs were disabled. He is at the mercy of the biting cold wind without any strength to struggle.

Like a dead tree, it retracted itself into a small protective shell.

From then on, cowardice and living from day to day became his motto.

Only when Li Xiuying and Yu Qing bullied Yu Nuan did he come out of his shell and argue with the other two for her.

But he could hardly protect himself and his words were of little influence.

Yu Nuan was treated coldly in that family. She hated Li Xiuying and Yu Qing, but she never hated her uncle.

The only warmth she felt in that home came from her uncle, and she, like her uncle, was an unlucky person chosen by God.

My uncle lost his legs and his career at the height of his career, and she lost her parents and her happy family at an age when she needed love the most.

The two of them were like puppets trapped in a deep well.

The difference is that she is working hard to climb up, striving to break through the darkness and meet the light again.

But my uncle had already lost his fighting spirit and patience, and just wanted to be trapped where he was.

Yu Nuan told Yu Qinglin her thoughts. Yu Qinglin had no objection to divorcing Li Xiuying, but he didn't want them to buy him a house.

Just as Yu Nuan expected, he suggested living in a nursing home.

While Zhan Lichen was outside answering the phone, Yu Nuan quietly told Yu Qinglin, "Uncle, don't worry that we can't afford it. He is rich and a very nice person. My salary is not low either, and it is enough to take care of you."

Yu Qinglin looked at Yu Nuan with relief in his eyes, and said softly: "Don't worry about me, just be well. Don't worry, uncle has subsidies, so it's no problem for him to live in a nursing home."

Yu Qinglin knew clearly in his mind that he must not become a burden to Yu Nuan. No matter how rich the man was, he was his and he had no obligation to take care of him.

Even if he loves Xiao Nuan, he cannot be without self-awareness. Xiao Nuan has finally gotten a good life, and he cannot ruin it.

Yu Nuan also knew Yu Qinglin's thoughts very well and knew that it was useless to say more, so she stopped trying to persuade him.

Zhan Lichen came back after answering the phone. Yu Nuan asked him to talk to Yu Qinglin while she went to see the doctor to ask about the situation.

In fact, Zhan Lichen had already asked the doctor, and Yu Qinglin only had some scratches on his body and no other problems.

But he knew that Yu Nuan was too worried about her uncle's health, so he didn't stop her from asking again.

Yu Nuan walked through the long corridor of the hospital and headed towards the doctor's office.

A young man pushing a wheelchair flashed into view. Sitting in the wheelchair was a man wearing a hospital gown with thick bandages on his head and legs.

The man's face was tightly wrapped in gauze, with only two eyes, a nose and a mouth exposed.

Yu Nuan felt that the man's facial features were too familiar and couldn't help but take a few more glances at him. The man kept his head down, looking half-dead.

"Sister-in-law? Why are you here?"

Yu Nuan looked up and saw Li Weiqi walking towards her from a distance, greeting her with a smile.

Yu Nuan was suspicious, why was he here?

"My uncle is in the hospital, I came to see him."

"Brother Chen is here too?"

Yu Nuan nodded.

"Xiao Nuan?"

Someone called her.

Yu Nuan looked in the direction of the voice, and saw the voice coming from the wheelchair. She looked carefully.

He frowned suddenly, "Yu Tu?"

"How did you become like this?"

Yu Tu pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, but his eyes were red.

It seems like tears are flowing before I say anything.

He couldn't tell whether he was in this state because of the pain or because he felt wronged.

It's not good after all.

Li Weiqi waved to the person pushing the wheelchair beside him, "Send him back to the ward first."

Yu Tu was pushed back to the ward by the young man, and his eyes were still glued to Yu Nuan before leaving.

The look in his eyes was like he was about to enter a den of thieves. He quickly said goodbye to his relatives and said to them: You must come and save me quickly.

Please, definitely, don't forget.

It is a truly hearty interpretation of despair with a glimmer of hope.

"What happened? Did you hit him?"

After Yu Tu left, Yu Nuan threw out the doubts in her heart. She couldn't think of any other reason why Yu Tu and Li Weiqi were together in such a strange way.

"It wasn't me who hit him. It was Xiaolan who hit him."

"Did Xiao Lan hit you?"

Li Weiqi told Yu Nuan what Xiao Lan had told him.

Yu Nuan probably had some thoughts in mind.

Zhan Lan was provoked by Yu Tu's words and attacked him. The bodyguards around her saw her beating someone, so it was unreasonable for them to just watch and not help.

They also followed suit and punched and kicked Tu.

When it comes to fighting, Zhan Lan is professional, but they are even more professional.

Don't be fooled by Yu Tu's tall and strong figure, and his usual arrogant and awesome appearance. When a real fight breaks out, he is just like a sandbag and can only take the beating.

"Xiao Lan was worried that he would be disabled, so she called me and asked me to bring him to the hospital."

"is it serious?"

"The upper body suffered a concussion, and the lower body was half crippled. It will probably take several months to recover."

Yu Nuan frowned unconsciously. Although Yu Tu really deserved a beating, the punishment he received was a little too bad.

Li Weiqi was too embarrassed to tell Yu Nuan that Yu Tu had other injuries as well, and it was really hard to talk about it.

Zhan Lan kicked Yu Tu's crotch with great force.

Li Weiqi was pleased that the apprentice she taught could really grasp a man's weak spot accurately.

Every move hits the vital point.