Chapter Seventy-Seven: Don't Swear
Looking at Ye Qiongyu, whose face was pale and full of blood, An Yuqi was so anxious that her face was flushed, and her heart seemed to be pressed by an invisible stone, but she quickly calmed down with her excellent professional skills, and immediately dialed the phone number that urgently asked for a car.
After coming to the hospital, An Yuqi immediately put on a surgical gown, but looking at Ye Qiongyu, who had a rare illness, she didn't dare to make a conclusion, but only stabilized his sudden condition first.
Half an hour later, looking at Ye Qiongyu, whose ECG had stabilized and all indicators had returned to normal, An Yuqi breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat next to Ye Qiongyu's bed.
Dingββ
Just then, a hurried bell rang.
An Yuqi was surprised and took out the men's mobile phone that Ye Qiongyu was still on the ground and put in her pocket with her.
Immediately after, a text message flashed in front of her.
After finishing your errands, come to the United States for treatment immediately, otherwise you won't want to be cured - Lin Zong.
"Coming to the U.S. for treatment? Heal? β
Reading the content of the text message, An Yuqi's eyes turned red.
Ye Qiongyu, how much are you hiding from me!
Thinking of this, An Yuqi bit her lip and looked at Ye Qiongyu, who was unconscious on the bed, without thinking, and dialed Lin Zong's number without thinking.
As soon as the phone was connected, an angry voice came from the other end: "Ye Qiongyu, you finally contacted me for treatment, I ......"
Without waiting for Lin Zong to finish speaking, An Yuqi, who was holding his forehead and covering his face, calmed down the pain in his heart and said, "Ye Qiongyu, it's your friend, he is very sick in the hospital now. β
Before she could finish speaking, she listened to the scolding on the other end of the phone: "You are An Yuqi?" Provoke Ye Qiongyu to be angry again, how can your heart be so ruthless, I warn you, if Ye Qiongyu makes any mistakes, even if Ye Qiongyu stops you, I will not let you go! β
"Doodoo ......"
Listening to the hang-up on the phone, An Yuqi, who was confused, crawled beside Ye Qiongyu with a frown.
Sure enough, like gathers like things, Ye Qiongyu's friends are all neurotic like him!
When the words fell, An Yuqi leaned down and gently touched his knife-like side face, and said with a little tenderness that Ye Qiongyu couldn't see: "Ye Qiongyu, but what's wrong with you, you must get better!" β
Two hours later, An Yuqi, who had been anxious and tired for a day, finally couldn't support it and fell asleep on her stomach on the side of the bed.
Then, not long after, she was awakened by an extremely muffled male scolding.
Immediately, before she could see who the person was coming clearly with her sleepy eyes, An Yuqi was dragged away from the bed by a powerful force.
"Alright, I'm here, you can go!"
After speaking, Lin Zong, who was upset for his friend, couldn't suppress the anger in his heart and looked at An Yuqi viciously.
Looking at the dusty man, An Yuqi suddenly understood that he was Ye Qiongyu's senior physician friend Lin Zong.
Thinking of this, looking at Ye Qiongyu, who was breathing weakly on the bed, An Yuqi calmed down and said: "Lin Zong, you can complain about me for anything, but please also treat him, I'm really worried about him." β
Lin Zong, who was checking beside Ye Qiongyu, didn't look back, and said with a cold face and an extremely stiff tone: "Ye Qiongyu doesn't need you to worry about it, you don't have to worry about it, you don't send it slowly." β
Hearing this, An Yuqi sighed violently, turned around and was about to leave, when her wrist was grabbed violently.
Seeing this, An Yuqi frowned and turned her head, and saw the man in front of her, angry, looking at her with unusually cold eyes and saying: "An Yuqi, in fact, you are a broken shoe, look at the newspaper, how many men are you, isn't Ye Qiongyu good enough for you?" What the hell are you going to do with him. β
The arm that was grabbed by Lin Zong was like being pinched by iron tongs, and it hurt so much that An Yuqi gritted her teeth and her lips turned white.
"Lin Zong, you misunderstood, there are many things that you can understand as a third party!"
Hearing this, Lin Zong sneered coldly, and his face was full of disbelief: "That's not a hypocritical woman like you, I can reply to a word." β
The two were in a stalemate like this, watching time pass by minute and second, An Yuqi looked at Lin Zong, who was like a bull with an angry face, and said helplessly: "Lin Zong, I don't care what you think of me, but the most important thing now is to cure Ye Qiongyu." β
Hearing this, Lin Zong threw An Yuqi aside, pointed to the door and yelled: "Don't pretend anymore, your face makes me sick, Ye Qiongyu, I will take care of you and don't need you to teach, the door is over there, hurry up, don't dirty our room." β
Seeing that he had misunderstood himself to the extreme at this time, An Yuqi silently bit her lower lip and didn't explain anything, and silently turned around and walked out of the door.
Bang dang.
With the door closed, An Yuqi turned her head through the window of the ward, looking at the scene inside, the corners of her mouth were bitter.
Her husband was sick, but she, the wife, didn't know anything, and she didn't even have the right to stay.
All this, how ironic.
Thinking of this, An Yuqi smiled sadly and was about to leave.
"Bang bang."
With the sound of high heels, a figure walked to An Yuqi's side, and then raised his hand.
Syllable.
With a thousand pounds of force, the slap fell An Yuqi's face.
was attacked by someone, An Yuqi screamed in pain, and then raised her eyes to see the bewitching and menacing Wang Yajun.
"Slut, it's all you!"
Seeing An Yuqi's righteous and fearless face, Wang Yajun raised his hand to hit An Yuqi again.
In the next second, Wang Yajun's hand was clamped, and then An Yuqi slapped back, and then pushed her back.
"Ah......h
With a miserable scream, Wang Yajun stumbled a few points before he stood still.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Yajun covered her face, and then angrily scolded at the top of her throat: "An Yuqi, you dirty woman, shameless slut, you are dirty and sick, and you also hospitalized Brother Ye, you are really ......"
Without waiting for Wang Yajun to finish scolding, An Yuqi stepped forward, raised her hand high, and then slapped Wang Yajun's side face very relieved.
"That's not about you, if you don't want to be beaten, you feel like get out of here!"
Hearing this, Wang Yajun, who struggled to get up from the ground, covered her face and scolded the street like a shrew and was about to rush up and reason with An Yuqi.
"Slut, a dirty person like you deserves to slap me, you treat you as a thing yourself!"
"Oh, don't believe me!"
When the words fell, the corners of An Yuqi's lips hooked up with a touch of disdain, and she ignored Wang Yajun and left directly, her firm face was extremely confident.
Looking at An Yuqi who strode away with his head held high, Wang Yajun didn't start with anger, and roared angrily: "An Yuqi, you dirty woman, what's so great about you, Ye Qiongyu will dump you sooner or later, I am his favorite woman, sooner or later one day you will be thrown aside like garbage." β
At the same time, all the people present in the hospital looked at Wang Yajun in unison, and everyone looked disdainful, complaining about how Wang Yajun was such a big star, like a shrew.
Hearing the discussion of the people around him, Wang Yajun raised his head in disdain, shook his hair, turned around and rolled his eyes, and walked towards the ward arrogantly like a hen that was bound to win.
"Dome ......"
Then she opened her mouth with a groan, turning the doorknob to speak.
Bang dang!
With an angry roar, Lin Zong's roar came from the ward: "Get out!"
Being scolded like this, Wang Yajun's face changed, but after all, he didn't dare to open the door again and left.
Cemetery.
It's just a rectangular mound of earth, unguarded, unmanaged, only shaded by a few big trees, unpretentious, lonely and forgotten day after day.
The cold wind blew through An Yuqi's hair, blowing the tears on her face.
Looking at the desolate tombstone, An Yuqi knelt down and touched the cold photo on the tombstone, hiding her face and crying.
"Mother, you know that I have always been strong, but I am at a loss in the face of Ye Qiongyu, every time I ask him to be in the sea of fire, but it is also him who pushes me into the tiger's den, so contradictory."
Immediately afterwards, in front of the lonely cemetery, no one next to An Yuqi whispered all his emotions.
"Rustle."
With a sound of footsteps, An Yuqi wiped away her tears and turned around.
"Who?"
At this moment, a voice as gentle as the big brother next door sounded like the warm sun in winter: "Yuqi, I know you must be here." β
Looking at the person who came, An Yuqi looked surprised: "Jiang Chenxi, why are you here?" β
Hearing this, Jiang Chenxi pursed his lips and stared at An Yuqi without blinking, "I asked Yin Qiqi, and she said that you might be here." β
An Yuqi nodded lightly, hesitated for a moment and then spoke: "That...... When you came, Ye Qiongyu him, was he better? β
Seeing her come up, he asked Ye Qiongyu for comfort, and Jiang Chenxi's eyes flashed with a touch of loss.
Sure enough, no matter what time it is, this woman only has Ye Qiongyu in her heart, and she is worried about his safety all the time.
Thinking of this, Jiang Chenxi raised his eyes slightly and said, "An Yuqi, I want to ask you, are you willing to fly away with me?" Ye Qiongyu is in a coma now, he can't stop you again, can you leave with me? β
After a period of silence, An Yuqi, who walked out of the pain, was shocked and speechless when she heard this.
"I, Jiang Chenxi, swore in front of my aunt's grave that if I want to take An Yuqi away and fly away, I will take good care of her."
After swearing directly, Jiang Chenxi stared at An Yuqi expectantly, quietly waiting for her answer.
An Yuqi, who was shocked by Jiang Chenxi's words, hurriedly covered Jiang Chenxi's mouth, afraid that he would say something poisonous again.
Immediately afterwards, An Yuqi looked at Jiang Chenxi with a firm face and said, "No, don't swear, I won't agree to be with you, it has nothing to do with Ye Qiongyu." β
Hearing this, Jiang Chenxi's heart suddenly ached, and Nunu's mouth returned to his previous calmness: "You don't think about yourself, you also have to think about the child in your belly, what should your child ......do?"
Without waiting for Jiang Chenxi to finish speaking, An Yuqi held her head in her hands and raised her tearful eyes: "You go, let me stay alone, and leave a little time for our mother and daughter to be alone." β
No one knows better than An Yuqi that she is pregnant with a child, and what will happen to her unborn child in the future.