In the garage of about 20 square meters, six men and three children are sleeping.


    When Wu Yang saw he Hao, he was relieved and quickly picked him up. "He Shao, I have found the fourth young master." Wu Yang rushed to he Junshen in his arms. He was still asleep and didn''t wake up at all.


    He Jun deeply looked at he haoluo in Wu Yang''s arms. The child looked very beautiful when he fell asleep, but there was no sign of waking up.


    He immediately reached out his hand and touched the little He Hao. After he noticed the abnormality, he said in a cold voice, "send him to the hospital for examination."


    "Yes." Wu Yang also felt that something was wrong. Looking at He Hao in his arms, he immediately said, "I''ll send him to the hospital for examination now!"


    "The other children will be sent along."


    "Yes." After Wu Yang answered, he quickly gave the three children to the bodyguards and ordered them to take them to the hospital at the first time.


    Then he stepped into the garage and looked at the six shirtless men. He frowned.


    The men trembled with fear, knowing that they were in the end.


    "Heshao, how do these men deal with it?"


    "Give it to the police."


    "Yes." After nodding, Wu Yang quickly moved his finger to the bodyguards and ordered them to take care of them.


    He then drove to the municipal hospital.


    As soon as the doctor saw he Junshen, he immediately stepped forward and said respectfully, "he Shao, I''ve checked. These children are OK. They just took a certain dose of sleeping pills."


    He Yun frowned deeply and said, "well."


    "These peddlers are really beasts. They even give sleeping pills to such a small child. I guess they are afraid that the children''s noise will attract the attention of the surrounding residents. It''s inhuman!"


    He Junshen''s face was cold and calm. He said, "give the other children to the police and take him back to his old house."


    "Heshao, what should Li Shishuang do?"


    "Give it to grandma."


    "Yes." Wu Yang nodded clearly, and then immediately began to work.


    When he haobi was sent to his old house, he Yunshen was ready to drive back to Jingjiang mountain.


    As for the child, he Junshen was not willing to intervene. He had to do it tonight because of his safety.


    But just at this time, as soon as he woke up, he was in a hurry to find his mother and grandmother


    Han Meiluo has been back to her old house for a long time. She worries about his grandson. She doesn''t have so much energy to deal with Li Shishuang. She just keeps her in her room and sends someone to take care of her.


    Now he is crying to find Li Shishuang. Han Meiluo is in trouble. Looking at he who is crying and fighting in the nanny''s hand, he immediately reaches for him.


    "Hao, don''t cry, don''t cry, grandma is here, grandma is holding you, OK?" Han Meiluo coaxes the weeping he haoluo.


    But he didn''t buy it. He beat Han Meiluo with his little hand and cried even more


    "Whoa..." he cried loudly and climbed down from Han Meiluo. His pace was unsteady and his walking was shaking. Han Meiluo looked at the running he and immediately let people follow him nervously.


    But who knows, he ran to he Junshen with the fastest speed and hugged his legs.


    "Dad... Dad..." he cried and called for hejunshen''s dad. In front of everyone''s face, hejunshen''s face was extremely cold.


    "I''m not your father." He denied.


    "Dad... Dad..." he haokai yelled again, and recognized that he Junshen was his dad. He would not let go of anything and said, "hold... Dad... Hold..."


    He Yun frowned deeply and didn''t mean to hold him.


    "Let go." He just said these two words coldly.


    "Wow... Dad, hold..." He Hao cried like a tearful person. He kept opening his arms to He Yun, trying hard to let him hold him.


    "Junshen." Han Meiluo couldn''t see it any more. She immediately stood up and said, "just hold Hao. He''s only two years old. He''s still a child. What can he understand? It''s too late. If you don''t hold him, he''ll have to cry all the time and coax him to sleep."


    Han Meiluo loves her grandson, especially one who is only two years old.


    He Yun looked down at He Hao, and his eyebrows tightened.


    Zhu''s sister-in-law came up immediately and said, "heshao, the old lady is right, and you can''t let the fourth young master cry all the time... Besides, you also want to be a father. You should practice your hands first. The fourth young master can''t bear to cry like this."


    He Jun looks at him with a lot of tears and tears, and reaches out his hand to lift him up


    When Han Meiluo saw this scene, she almost exclaimed, "how can you hold a child like this! He''s a man, not a chicken or a duck! How can you carry it


    He haoluo, who was still crying, suddenly began to laugh and clap his hands.


    "Fourth, fourth young master, is it hard to be happy? Do you like the feeling of being carried away?" It''s the first time that my sister-in-law has seen such a strange child.


    He Jun looks at him deeply, smiles and hands him to the nanny on one side. But the next second, he starts to cry again


    He Haokuai had obviously fallen in love with he Junshen and kept shouting: "Dad, Dad..."


    This is the first time in more than 20 years that he has been taken advantage of by a two-year-old baby. Before his daughter was born, he called his father, but he was diligent!


    He Junshen''s mouth twitched a few times, which was obviously very displeased. But Han Meiluo had been helping him talk. He Junshen held him in his arms again with a cold face.


    "Daddy He Hao suddenly laughed and leaned directly on He Yun Shen''s shoulder, not to mention how happy he was.


    Han Meiluo looked at such a picture and felt it was particularly beautiful.


    "Junshen, it seems that this child is predestined to you, so don''t keep rejecting him for thousands of miles. It''s a child or your brother."


    "I''ll try." Heyun uttered these three words coldly, but the handsome face still didn''t have any change in expression. He was still so cold, as if he haobi was a hot potato, he didn''t want to touch it at all.


    "Dad..." He Hao''s tender voice rang out again. He called him again and again, clapping his hands happily, "Dad... Dad..."


    "Sleep." He Junshen gave orders in a cold voice. He was not polite.


    He Junshen has no feelings for this kind of disorderly and disorderly smelly boy.