Outside the door, Han Ru and her family looked at each other and sighed tacitly.

When the old man became stubborn, no one could do anything.

At this time, footsteps came from the stairwell.

Yu Feifei turned around, lay on the railing, and looked at the stairwell.

The elegant and upright figure bathed in the light, and the steps were neither too fast nor too slow.

She had a strong aura, and when she met, she knew who was here.

Her eyes turned, and she looked at the closed door of the study room, deliberately yelling, "Cousin, you're back, grandpa is hanging inside, you can persuade him to go quickly."

Han Ru gently tapped her forehead and shook her head with laughter and cry.

Little ghost spirit.

"Dad, Beijue is back, please open the door quickly." Yu Xu said with a helping voice.

In the study, when Mr. Han heard that Long Beijue was back, he panicked and swallowed the things in his mouth.

When I was anxious, I choked.

"Ahem..."

He threw down his chicken legs that had not been finished, patted his chest, and his face turned red.

I'm going to die.

"Ahem."

He grabbed the cup on the table, lifted the lid, and sent it directly to his mouth.

After taking a few sips of water, he hurriedly put down the teacup, packed the roast chicken on the table, and threw it into the trash can together with the bag.

A cold and heavy voice came in from outside the door, which was Long Beijue's voice, "Grandpa, open the door."

Mr. Han thought to himself that it was terrible, and he stretched out his toes to kick the trash can under the desk, and then ran to open the window to ventilate.

The movements performed in one go are more flexible than those of young people.

Immediately afterwards, he ran to the front of the desk, picked up the white silk, and stepped on the stool.

After some preparation, he gasped and was already feeling a little exhausted.

He took a deep breath and shouted at the closed door, "What are you going to do when you come back? Are you planning to see if I'm so angry that I'm so angry with you?"

Long Beijue's eyes drooped lightly, he twisted the door handle and it was indeed locked.

He looked at Yu Feifei in a sideways, "Where is the key?"

"It was taken away by my grandfather." Yu Feifei said helplessly.

If they had the key, they wouldn't have been stuck here all the time.

Long Beijue said, "Go and get a hammer."

Yu Feifei was stunned, holding a hammer?

Why does it sound a bit violent?

A cold ejaculation came, "Why don't you go quickly."

Yu Feifei shivered, turned around and ran away.

Long Beijue raised his hand and knocked on the door, his voice cold, "Grandpa, if you don't open the door, I'll pick the lock."

Lock picking?

Mr. Han shook his feet and his body shook.

However, as the person grows old, his bones become harder. When he notices, his body loses its center of gravity and falls off the stool.

He closed his eyes reflexively, with only one thought in his heart.

It's finished.

"Dong--"

There was a heavy muffled sound, and there was a lot of noise.

Even people outside the door heard it.

Han Ru was startled and hurriedly slapped the door, "Dad, what are you doing inside? Don't scare me, open the door quickly."

"Aunt, please get out of the way." Long Beijue pushed Han Ru away and kicked the door.

"Bang bang--"

Yu Feifei ran up with a hammer and saw Long Beijue kicking the door, confused.

What's going on?

However, the door was too strong and there was no damage after kicking it a few times.

Long Beijue reached out and snatched the hammer from Yu Feifei's hand, swung the hammer and smashed it on the door lock.

The "bang bang" sound scared Yu Feifei's face turned pale.

There is something wrong with the atmosphere.

She reflexively hid next to her mother and held her hand, "Mom, what happened?"

It was so abnormal that my grandfather didn't say a word in it.

Han Ru showed concern on her face, her lips trembling, "I don't know, there was a sudden thud from inside just now. I called you grandpa, but he didn't even make a sound."

After the words came, the door lock was smashed open.

Long Beijue dropped the hammer, pushed the door and stepped in, and the others followed closely behind.

The room was silent.

Yu Feifei was so scared that she broke her voice when she saw the figure lying on the ground, "Grandpa."

Long Beijue squatted down and reached out to help Mr. Han up. His handsome face was slightly dark, "Grandpa."

"Don't move, don't move me..." Mr. Han's face turned pale, and his lips turned pale.

Han Ru was so scared that she lost her soul when she saw the white silk at his feet, and her voice was choked, "Dad, how could you really hang yourself..."

They thought the old man was just a joke, but they didn't expect it to come again.

Mr. Han covered his waist, trembling in pain, and he was struggling with difficulty in speaking. "I fell off the stool and flashed my waist. Call an ambulance."

When the words came out, the style of painting changed instantly.

Yu Feifei stopped her tears and her expression twitched.

Her grandfather is really like an old naughty boy as he gets older.

He even climbed on a stool, and he was killed by the cow.

Long Beijue lowered his head and glanced at the remaining oil stains of the old man.

The tip of the nose moved slightly, and there was a vague smell of roasted chicken.

His lips trembled, probably guessing what happened just now.

On that side, Yu Xu finished calling and said warmly, "The ambulance will arrive soon. The doctor told us not to move our father for the time being, so as not to be injured or injured."

Four eyes stared at him, and Mr. Han showed some embarrassment on his face.

He looked at Long Beijue and snorted coldly, "It's all your fault, you guys, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have fallen like this."

I almost made a fake show and died.

Still careless.

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows, and he still blamed him if he fell?

Han Ru squatted beside him, picked up the white silk, and said in a angrily tone, "Dad, you are so old, you are still joking about hanging yourself."

"You see, what are you falling now?"

"Yes, grandpa, it's good that there is a carpet on the floor, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable." Yu Feifei echoed.

"Not as serious as you said." Old Master Han's eyes dodged and said guiltily, "I've all fallen like this, one or two of you are still preaching to me here."

Han Ru sighed and looked at him helplessly.

After a while, the ambulance came to the door.

Now I really lay down and went out.

Mr. Han lay on the stretcher and raised his hand to cover his face.

All face was lost.

I went to the hospital and after some examination, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Fortunately, the stool was short and the injury was not serious. It was just twisted to the waist and needed to rest for a while.

In the ward, Mr. Han was lying on the hospital bed and was injecting blood.

He looked at Yu Xu's family, "You three go out first, I have something to talk to Beijue."

Yu Feifei's eyes turned, glanced at Long Beijue, and then looked at Mr. Han, "Grandpa, the doctor said that you can't get angry now."

Mr. Han saw through her little thoughts at a glance, "I understand."

Han Ru and his family left the ward, and Yu Feifei walked at the end and closed the door.

The grandfather and grandson fell silent, and Mr. Han looked at him with his light.

He looked serious and authentic. "Now there are rumors about you everywhere outside, and they have even spread to the league."

Long Beijue nodded in pain.
Chapter completed!