You Are My Rare Passion

Ye Xingbei also noticed that something happened ahead.

A group of people surrounded a person, as if giving first aid to that person.

She still didn't have time to think about it, her son was already running towards the group of people like a colt running wild.

She had no choice but to follow behind.

Before they ran to the group of people, three or four strong men rushed over and blocked their way.

Seeing them reach out and touch their lower backs, it seems that they are ready to draw their guns at any time.

Ye Xingbei quickly grabbed a little guy with one hand, and pulled them back.

The first one asked vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

Before Ye Xingbei could answer, the little guy said first, "We're here for a picnic, are you guys here too? Is that old man having an asthma attack?"

The little guy pointed behind them.

Behind them, next to the boulder, a doctor was kneeling to give first aid to an old man.

The old man looked about sixty or seventy years old, with gray temples, pale face, cyanotic lips, violent chest heaving, a lot of air out, less air in, and an obvious asthma attack.

Regardless of the reaction of those strong men, the little guy continued: "I also have asthma! Mom's medicine is very powerful, just spray it and it will be fine, Mom, right?"

The little guy looked up at Ye Xingbei with trust and admiration on his face.

Ye Xingbei felt sad when he saw the little guy's trusting and adoring eyes.

Since she found a cheap father for her precious son, she hasn't seen her son look at her like this for a long time.

Ever since her son had that cheap father, this kind of trusting and adoring look has basically become the exclusive property of Gu Junzhu!

Being watched by his son with such trusting and dependent eyes, Ye Xingbei subconsciously nodded.

The doctor who was resuscitating the old man heard it, and quickly said to the middle-aged man who was supporting the old man: "Young Master Xiang, hurry up, ask them if they have any asthma medicine!"

Although the old man is not in good health, he does not suffer from asthma.

For this trip, they were clearly well prepared. They brought all the medicines for heart disease, high blood pressure, and first aid for sudden illnesses, but they did not bring the medicines that could relieve asthma.

Asthma is not a common disease of the elderly. Who knew that the elderly would have sudden asthma?

Xiang Jiechao, who was in a hurry, got up quickly, turned around and walked towards Ye Xingbei and the others.

When his eyes fell on Ye Xingbei, he was startled, and when they fell on the face of Ling Yue who was being held by Ye Xingbei, his color changed instantly.

He only felt a "hum" in his ear, and the blood in his whole body was frozen.

They...how did they suddenly appear here?

Did they know something?

No!

Never let this bastard meet the old man!

Never!

Blood welled up, and his mind was in chaos.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind... Never let his father see Ling Yue.

Never!

He rushed over, and yelled at Ye Xingbei with a livid face: "Is this a place where you can come? Get out of here quickly!"

Ye Xingbei was confused, and said inexplicably, "This is a barren mountain without an owner. Which law stipulates that we can't come?"

Xiang Jiechao's face was livid, and he angrily scolded Mr. Xiang's guards: "What are you eating? You haven't driven them away! How can the old man let strangers get close to him in this situation?"

Xiang Lao's guards froze for a moment, looking at each other in blank dismay.