Chapter 697: We Didn't Quarrel

Qiao Sixian coughed so much that he couldn't stand steadily, and the hand that covered his mouth slowly flowed a few wisps of blood from his fingers.

Joe's face changed dramatically in shock: "Grandpa! ”

"You let Li Yeting come back immediately!" Qiao Sixian pushed away Qiao Wei's hand that was reaching out to support him, and hissed.

Qiao was so anxious that he couldn't do anything for a while, so he immediately turned around and took out his mobile phone to call Li Yeting, while asking Tang Yuanbao to go to the doctor immediately.

When the doctors and nurses arrived, the old man's face was as white as paper, and he fell on the sofa, a large pool of blood he coughed up on the ground, but he still insisted on not leaving Joe's only ward.

"I can't see Li Yeting coming back...... I won't go......" The old man gasped for breath and pushed away the two doctors who had come to help him.

Joey silently stepped aside, looking at Joe's only anxious appearance, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a sneer.

If the old man has three longs and two shorts, he is also Qiao's only good granddaughter.

Watching Joe lose all that she held dear to him little by little, it was really, really, so cool.

The taste she had tasted would be the only one Joe could taste.

Today is just the beginning, and the road ahead is still very long, and she will slowly torture Joe Wei.

She took a few steps back, hit a corner of the couch next to her, and nearly fell.

She subconsciously looked back, just in time to see Joe's only bag resting on the corner of the sofa, and the tocolytic pills inside were exposed.

Isn't Joe the only one who doesn't have a tire? How can there be a tocolytic pill in the bag?

Joey couldn't help frowning slightly, looked around again, made sure no one was paying attention to her, and then turned around and took out the contents of Joe's bag to take a look.

......

Li Yeting rushed to hear the news, and happened to see the back of the Joy man in the corridor flashing over.

"Why is she here?" Li Yeting stared at Joeyman's back and disappeared around the corner, striding towards Joe's only hospital room, and asked in a deep voice.

"She happened to come over today to accompany Mr. Qiao for chemotherapy, and Mr. Qiao heard that the young grandmother had to come over after a miscarriage, so she sent the old man over." Carefree explained briefly.

Li Yeting can't take care of this slut for the time being.

The noise coming from the hospital room immediately diverted his attention.

Because the old man refused to leave Qiao's only ward, Li Yeting immediately ordered someone to send the first-aid equipment to the ward on the way over, and when he entered the ward, the old man's coughing up blood had stopped, but the person was lying on the hospital bed, so weak that he was about to pass out at any time.

The doctors and nurses in the ward saw Li Yeting coming in, and then they stopped making a sound and stepped aside.

Qiao Wei was kneeling beside the bed, his eyes red and clutching the old man's hand.

"You get up......," the old man said weakly at her.

"Yeting will come over soon, we really didn't quarrel, don't be angry anymore, okay?" Joe whispered to him.

As soon as she finished speaking, a hand suddenly reached out behind her back and lifted her up from the ground.

"Let's all go out first." The only moment Li Yeting picked up Qiao, he didn't look back and said in a deep voice to everyone behind him.

Qiao was the only one who was hugged to the side of the sofa by him, and he didn't struggle, but his eyes were red and he stared at Qiao Sixian on the hospital bed.

Half a minute later, only the three of them were left in the ward.

Worry-free and easy to close the door for them.

Li Yeting listened to the movement of the door closing, was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly turned around and walked to Qiao Sixian's bed.

Then, he knelt down.