At this time, Ye Dye, who had returned home, was ready to pack his things. Then he left with two children.

But as soon as she opened the door and walked in, she saw two strange visitors.

"Who are you?"

Ye Ran immediately frowned, and then asked in a deep voice, his gaze quickly swept over the several boxes in the hall. Some don't understand what this is all about.

But the answer was soon revealed.

"Hello Miss Ye, we are the housekeeping staff invited by Mr. Feng. He's already packed everything that belongs to him, and he'll be shipped away later. ”

The nearest middle-aged man at the station responded politely.

"Housekeeping?"

When the woman in front of her heard this, she raised her eyebrows high, and her already unsightly face turned a little paler.

So these things...

"Okay, I see, then you guys move faster."

Ye Ran took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions tumbling in his heart, and pretended not to care.

She never thought that the man's movements would be so fast, and he didn't want to see her so much?

Can't wait to take everything away.

When Ye Ran thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a little desolate in his heart. But in the end, he didn't say anything, and looked at the things in the hall a few more times before turning and going upstairs.

I don't know how long it took, when all the small movements outside were gone. before he came out again.

The hall was clean and tidy again, and the things that belonged to Feng Lingchen had completely disappeared.

Obviously, it doesn't make much difference like this, but her heart seems to be an empty piece.

During this time, because of the bad relationship between the two of them. So a few days ago, Ye Ran had already sent the two children back to the Ye family.

So at this moment, she is the only one in the huge villa.

Ye Ran held on to the handrail of the stairs with one hand, and then gradually sat down on the steps.

She wrapped her arms around her arms and hugged them tightly. It's like you can feel warm.

There has never been a moment like now, when the "home" that felt warm has become an empty "house".

An imagery word that becomes a concrete adjective.

Ye Ran bit his lower lip deadly, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

It's clear that she's the only one, but she still doesn't want to cry out loud and expose her vulnerability.

In the past few years, where is it said that you can let go of the relationship?

It's just that what if you don't let go now?

Ye Ran only felt that his entire soul had been torn apart, and he was extremely painful.

But no matter how difficult the days are, they will always pass under the wash of time.

The next day, she began to pack her things.

After all, only half of this "home" is left, so continuing to stay here will only touch the scene.

And during this same time period, Feng Lingchen, who had just arrived at the company's office, suddenly fainted and fell to the ground.

After a period of panic, he was quickly taken to the hospital.

"Doctor, doctor, please save our president!"

The secretary and assistant pleaded bitterly.

They had been by Feng Lingchen's side for a long time, and they also knew what illness the latter had. That's why I'm so anxious.

"We will definitely do our best, let's wait with peace of mind."

The doctor in front of him in a white coat quickly said this, and then turned around and entered the operating room.

The door slammed shut, and the red light on the top suddenly lit up, so dazzling.

The secretary and assistant glanced at each other, and saw the sadness and eagerness in each other's eyes. Then he smiled bitterly and waited tormentedly.

When the door to the operating room opened again, it was already two hours later.

It's just that before they could come forward and ask anything, the doctor directly made a silent gesture.

Immediately after, a mobile hospital bed appeared behind him, which was pushed by several nurses.

And the person lying on the bed was Feng Lingchen with his eyes closed.

The man's face was pale, without a trace of blood. I can't see the majesty and momentum of weekdays at all.

It turns out that illness is the worst enemy of mankind.

No matter who it is, there is only the consequence of defeat. Even if you win, you will lose eight hundred.

The mobile bed was quickly admitted to the ICU.

"He's in a terrible situation right now, you have to be mentally prepared."

After Feng Lingchen was placed, the doctor who came out said these words.

"Mental preparation? What does that mean? ”

The two people in front of them were stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously asked. It's just that the hands hanging down at his side have been uncontrollably clenched into fists.

The hallway was silent, and the smell of disinfectant rushed between the wings of the nose.

It's not a place to be liked, and no one would want to come here if they could.

"Well, I'll tell you the truth. The gentleman inside is rapidly deteriorating. And so far there is no good solution, if it continues..."

The doctor paused when he said this, and was silent for a while before speaking again, "It's just a day." ”

These words are full of the cruelty of reality.

Survive the days?

The secretary and the assistant were both reading these three words in their hearts at the same time, even if they had been prepared for a long time, they didn't expect things to be so bad.

Obviously, obviously their president was still sitting in the office not long ago.

"Doctor, is there really no way? It doesn't matter how much money is spent, no matter how expensive the drug is. As long as you can cure our president! ”

The secretary stepped forward and grabbed the doctor's sleeve, and spoke almost in a pleading tone.

And the tears, which had already flowed unconsciously, were completely out of her control.

And the atmosphere on both sides also makes people feel a little miserable.

"Calm down, young lady. It's not that we don't want to save it, but this disease is too tricky. If you're not careful, you'll get medical malpractice! ”

When a malignant tumor in the head compresses various nerves, who would dare to go under the knife?

Even if Hua Tuo is alive, he doesn't necessarily have such ability.

This "dialogue" is destined to not get the answer you want.

When Feng Lingchen woke up again, it was the next morning.

He was in good spirits, and he couldn't see the weakness of last night at all.

"You two have worked hard, go back and have a good rest. I don't have to worry here. ”

Feng Lingchen lay on the hospital bed, looked at the assistant secretary in front of him, and then spoke gently.

But as soon as his words fell, he was immediately rejected.

"President, we're not tired at all! Just let us stay here, and you can call us if there's anything you want. ”

After learning about Feng Lingchen's condition, where were they willing to leave?

Who knows if the man in front of the back foot faints again as soon as the front foot walks?

Such a result is really unimaginable.

The atmosphere in the ward suddenly became awkward.

Feng Lingchen didn't seem to expect his words to be refuted, and he was stunned for a moment before showing a helpless smile.

He could actually guess what his two assistant secretaries were worried about.

"I'm really fine, but if you don't want to go, forget it. Then help me bring lawyer Gu Meimen from Yip's Law Firm, I have something to look for him. ”

Feng Lingchen was not reluctant, and then quickly changed the topic.

From the time he woke up until now, he has not asked a word about his condition. And the attitude shown is also the kind of appearance that doesn't matter at all.

The secretary and assistant wanted to say something, but they didn't know how to say anything when they looked at the scene in front of them. In the end, he could only nod his head, and then do as Feng Lingchen ordered.

Half an hour later, a handsome man wearing gold-rimmed glasses appeared in the hospital room.

Gu Meimen actually wanted to refuse at first, after all, he had helped Ye Dye draw up a divorce agreement at the beginning.

Even if this matter is not resolved later, he still does not have a good impression of Feng Lingchen in his heart.

"President Feng, I really didn't expect us to meet in this situation."

After Gu Meimen walked into the ward, he glanced at Feng Lingchen a few times in surprise, and then walked to the sofa on the side and sat down. A slightly mocking opening.

And for his attitude, the latter doesn't care. Instead, he tugged at the corners of his lips and showed a faint smile.

"I didn't expect that it happened suddenly, and I asked Lawyer Gu to forgive me."

Feng Lingchen said a few words politely.

He knew the relationship between the man in front of him and Ye Ranran, and it was precisely because of this that he invited the other party here.

"Okay, no more nonsense. What are you looking for me? I'm a lawyer, and I don't know anything but a lawsuit. ”

Gu Meimen didn't want to greet him, frowned slightly, and then urged extremely impatiently.

Seeing this, Feng Lingchen didn't continue to cover it up, and after smiling, he also spoke straightforwardly.

"Of course, when I invited Lawyer Gu here, I naturally took a fancy to your work ability and wanted to entrust you with a matter."

The man sitting on the couch did not speak, waiting for his next words.

"I would like to ask you to help me make a notarization with legal effect, after my death, all the property in my name will be inherited by Ye Ranran's mother and son."

Feng Lingchen said these words extremely calmly, and even the expression on his face did not change in the slightest.

And Gu Meimen's eyes widened instantly. Some looked at the man in front of him in disbelief, or in shock.

"What did you just say?"

Almost involuntarily, I ask you again.

Feng Lingchen also patiently repeated what he had just said, without even changing a word.

At this moment, Gu Meimen was completely sober. But the brow was furrowed even tighter.

He stared at the person in front of him for a long time before he spoke.

"You... What happened? ”