26. Communication...

Ou Xingtian and Ou Tianbao remained silent all the way back to the ward.

"Dad, you saw it too! I've already apologized to my brother, but what kind of attitude does he have towards me?!" Ou Tianbao sat on the edge of the classroom and complained angrily to his father.

"He doesn't understand a bit of etiquette! How can he talk to people like this?" Ou Tianbao quietly observed his father's expression, seeing that his face was gradually turning dark, and he seemed to be dissatisfied.

This Ou Lingyi doesn't understand the world at all. I'm going to apologize, even if you hate me, you can still pretend to be a brother and brother to show your father, and increase your impression in father's mind, right? How can you directly embarrass me like this? This time I'm not trying to embarrass you! It's the handle you brought to my door for me to use!

Ou Tianbao was complacent, looking at his father's expression even more sadly, his mouth pouted.

Ou Xingtian paced in front of the eldest son, bowed slightly, lowered his head and looked directly into the eldest son's eyes with sharp eyes: "Enough said, Tianbao!? This incident was entirely directed by you, and it caused me to accidentally get hurt. Brother! In the end, it was the younger brother who saved you, regardless of the previous suspicions, which made the injury aggravated! You apologized to him, you should! It is his right to reject your apology! If you really want to reconcile with your brother, no If you usually show your sincerity, show it well, and don't complain about your father! I said what happened today, but it doesn't mean I don't remember it! Don't let me down again!"

After speaking in a stern tone, he patted the eldest son on the shoulder with a gloomy expression.

"Yes, Dad, I know!" Seeing his father's unpredictable expression, his eyes were like knives, as if he could pierce directly into his heart, Ou Tianbao took a break and then attacked Ou Lingyi's mind, and responded timidly.

"Very good! I will arrange for a doctor to come over later and give you a full-body examination. No problem. Uncle Wu will come to pick you up and go home first! You have a good rest now! Dad has something to do, go out first!" With a timid expression on his face, Ou Xingtian knew that he had listened to what he said, nodded, and warned again, and walked out of the room by himself.

When his father went out, Ou Tianbao threw himself on the bed, took the quilt and covered his head, the figure shrouded in the white sheet trembled slightly, and then there was a small sobbing sound.

With a dark face, Ou Xingtian walked out of the ward and walked to the conference room on this floor. He took out his phone and dialed: "Xing Zhen, how is Yi'er?"

"Xiaoyi just fell asleep, what's wrong, brother?" Ou Xingzhen's deliberately lowered voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Tell the bodyguard to be careful, you come to the conference room on this floor, I have something for you to do." Hearing that the younger son finally fell asleep, the wound should be less painful, and the lines on Ou Xingtian's face softened for a moment. Down, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Okay, I'll come right over." Seeing the eldest brother's serious voice on the phone, Ou Xingzhen didn't dare to delay, and hurried to the conference room after hanging up.

in the conference room

Ou Xingtian folded his slender legs, put one hand on the armrest of the chair, propped his head, stared blankly at the large French window, the bright night scene of neon flashing, the lights flickering on him. A faint loneliness surrounded him.

"Brother, I'm here." Ou Xingzheng, who hurriedly rushed over, pushed open the door and saw such a gloomy elder brother. He couldn't help but lighten his steps, took a seat on the chair opposite him, and opened his mouth to remind him carefully.

"En." Being recalled by his younger brother to his sense of drifting to nowhere, Ou Xingtian packed up the loneliness and coldness around him and turned his chair to look at him.

"I called you here to tell you that I decided to continue looking for a heart donor." Looking straight at Ou Xingzhen, Ou Xingtian's tone was serious and cautious.

"Ah?" Ou Xingzhen suddenly heard what his eldest brother said, and for a moment wondered if he had hallucinated, opened his mouth wide, and was stunned for a few seconds without responding.

"Put away your fool's watch! I've made a decision! The work that was stopped in the past must be fully started, focusing on ethnic minority areas! Panda blood is mostly found in ethnic minority areas, you should know that!" Gently use your knuckles Knocking on the table, woke up his stunned younger brother, Ou Xingtian frowned and continued to order.

"Of course I know that! But, eldest brother, you are... You will not hurt Xiaoyi again?" Ou Xingzhen asked cautiously with a look of surprise.

After listening to his brother's question, Ou Xingtian slumped back on the big-backed chair, holding his head with one hand with a bitter expression: "Hurt Yi'er? Now, even if he bumps slightly, I feel like a knife. Humans are indeed emotional animals, no matter how cold I am, I can't be an exception!"

As he spoke, Ou Xingtian let out a series of difficult sneers, and the expression on his face was full of deep ridicule to himself.

"Brother, it's best if you can figure it out! Xiaoyi is your son anyway! It's your blessing to have such an excellent and well-behaved son!! I can't even envy you! You still think about it all the time! To hurt him! I'll just say, you will regret balabalabala sooner or later..." The second uncle relaxed and fell into an infinite loop of nagging, unable to extricate himself.

"Shut up! I asked you to do this thing, not to listen to your nagging! Why don't you hurry up and arrange it?" Ou Xingtian was interrupted by the blue veins on his forehead that his brother read. .

"Ah!! Why me? Xiaoyi is injured! I can't leave at this time!" Ou Xingzhen, who was blocked, heard his elder brother's request clearly, and let out a terrifying scream.

"Do you want me to take a gun and go with you, or do you go away obediently? You've always been in charge of this matter, and I won't ask you to call anyone?" Ou Xingtian stood up, slipped into his trouser pocket with one hand, and showed himself hanging on the The Colt M1911A1 pistol on the inside of the suit has a cruel smile on his face.