It was originally more than an hour away, but Zhao Chengfeng took less than an hour.

Zhao Chengfeng just turned eighteen this year, and Su Qi is one year younger than him.

The doctor who treated Su Bingrong was an old doctor who was almost sixty, and he looked at Zhao Chengfeng and Su Qi as if he were looking at his own grandchildren, especially Su Qi......

The little girl's face was pale and colorless, and her eyes were red, which was really distressing.

He touched Su Qi's head, "Good boy, don't worry, I took a look at your father's condition, although he is still in a coma, the situation is not bad, and he will definitely be healthy after good treatment." ”

Although Su Qi had long been sure that her father's condition would not be too bad, she was completely relieved when she heard the old doctor's words.

And after experiencing a high level of tension, once you relax, the whole person can no longer hold on.

Su Qi smiled gratefully, and squeezed out two words from his hoarse throat with difficulty, "Thank you...... Thank you ......"

As soon as she finished speaking, she threw herself straight to the ground.

"Xiaoqi!" Zhao Chengfeng hurriedly held her up, and said anxiously, "Doctor, can you help see what's wrong with Xiaoqi?" ”

"Don't worry, I'll see." After a while, I heard the old doctor say again, "It's okay, it's just that I was too nervous just now, and now I can relax and leave it at that." You help her to the ward to rest for a while, and she will wake up later. ”

"Okay, I'm sorry for you."

"It's fine." After sending the old doctor away, Zhao Chengfeng helped Su Qi to walk to the ward......

"Third master, the doctor asked Mr. Zhou to stay here for one night to observe, and then go back tomorrow. So do we want to go back to the villa first and pick up the old gentleman tomorrow? Yang Ye looked at Qin Yuchen worriedly, "Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, it's best to stay ......"

Halfway through his words, Yang Ye suddenly found that the man next to him was not thinking about his words at all.

He was puzzled for a moment, and looked in the direction where Qin Yuchen turned his head, but he didn't see anything.

"Third Master?"

"Yang Ye, you say...... Will there be anyone in this world...... Can you control me when I get sick? Qin Yuchen was wearing sunglasses, and his voice was still cold and hoarse.

Can you control the third master when he is sick? Yang Ye didn't really understand what Qin Yuchen meant by this?

Third Master, who is that? Even when the third master is not sick, no one has ever dared to say that he can handle him, let alone when the third master is sick......

At that time, only staying away could save one's life.

"Third master, your illness will definitely be cured." Yang Ye could only say.

It's just that he doesn't have much confidence when he says this......

The elders of the family said that the strange disease of the third master was born from birth, and it was not until the third master was three years old that he first developed the disease. Each subsequent onset of the disease will become more and more serious as the third master grows older, until ...... The third master burned himself.

For this disease, the elders tried their best but still had nothing to do, so they had no choice but to hope for the doctors outside.

There are countless doctors who have treated the third master over the years, not to mention the treatment, and even now no one knows what this strange disease on the third master is......

If you don't even know the name of the disease, how can you talk about treatment?

Seeing Yang Ye's mournful face, Qin Yuchen kicked him directly, "Lao Tzu is not dead yet, who are you crying for?" ”

"Third master, I didn't ......" Yang Ye stood firm and wanted to explain, but saw that the man who kicked him had already turned around and left.

"You go and bring some food for the old man, I'll find a place to sit and ......"