As she pinched the last capsule, her hopes began to slowly fade. The gray powder on the instructions was already piled up with a tablespoon, but nothing appeared.

Exhausted, she pulled out the last capsule, her expression suddenly excited.

A little white, rolled up paper falls out.

And ARTISTRY couldn't wait to pick up the note, wanting to tear it open.

"Bang Bang Bang"

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Miss ARTISTRY"

It's the waiter's voice.

"What's the matter?"

He Yazi asked, and hurriedly stuffed all the cold medicines on the table into the drawer.

Only one plate of unopened medicine remained.

She clutched the note firmly in her hand and turned to open the door.

"Miss Artistry, I heard that you have a cold, here is cold medicine, I brought it to you, and hot water. ”

The waiter outside the door smiled and lifted the tray in his arms up.

A pot of hot water and a few packets of cold medicine.

"No, I've already ordered cold medicine. ”

"Miss Yazi, Miss He Jiangxi, I think it's better not to take cold medicine from outside, these medicines are all imported medicines, and the effect should be better. ”

He Yazi stopped pestering, nodded, and let him into the house.

The waiter walked straight to the table with the tray in his hand, but his eyes wandered around.

There was only one box of cold medicine on the table, and it looked like it was going to be eaten.

But something was wrong, the other medicines were missing, and there was no water on the table.

The waiter placed the tray securely on the table.

Turned around and prepared to leave.

The dim light in the room caught his attention.

In addition to the curtains drawn, many electrical appliances are covered with cloths, and even the sockets are blocked by things.

This was not the case in the house when I came over just now.

The waiter feigned surprise.

"Miss Artistry, what's wrong with you?"

"It's fine, just for safety. ”

He Yazi was calm on the surface, but her heart was a little flustered, she was so anxious just now that she forgot to open the windows and shields.

The waiter smiled, "Don't worry, Miss Artistry, our hotel is absolutely safe and will not leak any of your privacy." And this suite is a stay-one-check, there won't be any problems. ”

He Yazi smiled slightly and nodded, undeniable.

The waiter also nodded politely in response, no longer asked, and left the room.

Closing the door, He Yazi resumed her accelerated heartbeat at the door.

I guess I didn't find out, but I was just a waiter here, and my explanation seemed reasonable. As the children of the royal family, privacy is necessary.

After her heart began to slow down, she returned to the table.

Spread out your hand and carefully pull open the note.

"This medicine can cure the disease of the kings. ”

Looking at the small eight words on the note, He Yazi's heartbeat began to speed up again.

She had a hunch about what the note would look like.

Needless to say, the person who wrote this note was definitely the miracle doctor he saw that day.

The reason why he wanted to use this method to convey a message to her, and He Yazi also knew, was because the miracle doctor was controlled by his other brothers and sisters, because he was the only one who saw the old man and also said the treatment plan.

He Yazi felt a little ashamed of the miracle doctor, she knew that the miracle doctor was in danger, but she had no time to take care of it, one was for her father's business, but she was also under house arrest. But I didn't think about it, but the miracle doctor was still thinking about his grandfather.

After being moved, she immediately took action.

The paper was burned and the pile of gray powder was re-wrapped layer by layer.

Bring it to your father quickly.

He had moved from the central hospital to a private villa, some distance from here, but fortunately, the family was going to have dinner at the hotel tonight, and no one could take care of her.

He Yazi quickly changed into a low-key set of clothes, hurriedly left the hotel, and went to the private villa.

There were a few security guards at the door, but when they saw that it was He Yazi, they all got out of the way.

When he came to his father's room, several doctors were looking after him.

The father was lying on the bed, his face was pale, and the mist could not be seen from the oxygen tank.

When the doctors saw that it was He Yazi, they shouted "Miss" one after another.

"How is my father?"

He Yazi asked.

The doctors looked at each other, their faces were a little unnatural, "Miss, there is no source for my father's illness, and there is no cure, so it may not last long." ”

He Yazi swallowed her saliva and her tone became firm, "I know, I want to be alone with my father for a while, you guys go out first." ”

"Yes, Miss. ”

The doctors stepped back and closed the door.

He Yazi walked quickly to the side of the bed and squeezed her father's hand.

The cold sensation spread down her body, her heart.

He Yazi was a little sad.

Since the reason for his father's coma was known, not many people in the family came to see him again, and perhaps this is the sadness of multiple wives, all the wives and children are bed, and this person does not have much affection.

Only she is different, although she grew up abroad, the connection with her father has not been broken, and her father has received the fatherly love she deserves.

In her eyes, this person is her father, and it has nothing to do with how many wives and children he has, and she sometimes can't figure out why those people are so ruthless.

He Yazi wiped away her tears and took out the packet of medicine from her pocket.

She pulled out her father's oxygen tank and unfolded the packet of medicine tremblingly.

He rolled the paper and poured the medicine into the kings' mouths.

She quickly turned around and took a glass of water from the table and fed it to the kings.

"What are you doing!"

There was a roar, accompanied by the sound of wooden doors striking on either side.

Two wooden doors were swinging wildly, and a middle-aged man with shiny hair stood in the doorway.

"Second brother. ”

When He Yazi saw someone coming, she panicked and poured all the remaining water from the water cup into the king's mouth.

The middle-aged man at the door walked in quickly and snatched the water cup from his hand.

The kings' mouths overflowed with some muddy liquid.

The middle-aged man raised the glass and asked He Yazi, "What is this?"

He Yazi lowered her head and didn't say a word.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at the man on the bed again.

He coughed twice suddenly, his expression was hideous, and the mud in his mouth sprayed his face.

He Yazi immediately got up and wiped the mud off his face and patted him on the shoulder.

The middle-aged man grabbed He Yanzi's shoulders and dragged her back.

He Yazi couldn't stand this force, her body was uncontrollable, she leaned back, and hit the wall.

She bent over and slumped in the corner, looking pained for a moment, and when she looked at the bed, she showed joy.

The king coughed twice and slowly opened his eyes.

"Daddy..."

The middle-aged man shouted uneasily.

The kings familiarized themselves with their surroundings for a while, and finally landed on the middle-aged man's face, showing a tired and relieved smile, "Ziyun..."