Chapter 788: My Son Will Not Die (2)
"What is it?" The Grand Duchess roared angrily.
"Yes...... Is it broken...... Tetanus ...... "The doctor is still stuttering.
Leng Xiaoye was already roaring in a hoarse voice, "Shut up! β
Tetanus?!
The archduchess's body trembled violently, and her hands grabbed the doctor's arm at once, "You...... You say he's tetanus......"
The doctor hung his head silently, and the Grand Duchess threw off his arm and reached out to grab the old butler.
"Go find a phone and call an ambulance, take him to the hospital, hurry up, ......"
The old butler stood still, just wiping his eyes with his handkerchief.
The doctor whispered, "No...... It's useless, male...... Mr. Duke he ...... Already ......"
It's useless?!
The female eldest duke turned her face, looked at her son, who was as pale as paper on the pillow, turned around tremblingly, knelt on his bedside, and held Huangfu Yaoyang's palm.
His hands were cold and had no temperature.
Leng Xiaoye quietly glanced at the female archduke, stuffed the ice pack wrapped in a towel in his hand under the bed, and suddenly turned his face to look at the female archduke.
"What are you going to do, what are you going to do now......," she "wept" and looked at the Archduchess with tears on her face, "Now you are happy, he is about to die, and your son is about to die...... Now, not only does he hate you, but I hate you too! You give him back to me......"
As she spoke, she rushed over and grabbed the archduchess's arm.
The old housekeeper and doctor on the side received the "signal" and immediately rushed over in unison, pulled Leng Xiaoye up, and dragged her aside.
"Miss, calm down!"
The two of them pulled her to the sofa and sat down, Leng Xiaoye covered her face and cried "whining", and her eyes quietly looked at the female archduke from between her fingers.
Looking at her "dying" son on the pillow, the eldest duke's whole body trembled, and she was so distressed that she almost couldn't breathe.
"KING......" She raised her palm and held the palm of Huangfu Yaoyang, which didn't have much temperature, "I'm sorry...... I...... I don't really want to hurt you, I ...... I didn't expect things to be like this......"
Speaking of this, she was already crying, almost speechless.
At this moment, the female archduke's people are also extremely remorseful.
She originally thought that he could live well.
Who would have thought that one day, it would be a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.
If she knew that this would be the result, she would rather not have done those things, and would rather keep him by her side, love him well, and let him enjoy mother's love and life like any other child......
Lying on the quilt, the female archduke cried bitterly.
Leng Xiaoye sat on the sofa and watched all this quietly, her eyes noticed that Huangfu Yaoyang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she wrinkled her eyebrows worriedly.
No way?!
Two sleeping pills, he won't wake up so soon, right?!
She stood up worriedly, leaned over to the side of the bed, looked nervously at Huangfu Yaoyang's face, and busily made gestures to the old butler and the doctor.
The two of them immediately came over and supported the female duke to comfort them.
"You...... Don't be too upset, it's not your fault...... I know, you love the little duke's ......"
"Yes, Mr. Duke, you can't be resurrected from death, you ......"
"He's not going to die!" The Grand Duchess shook the two away violently, "My son will not die, when he was four years old, he would not die if he was shot in the heart, and now he will not die...... KINGβ¦β¦β
She grabbed Huangfu Yaoyang's arm with tears in her eyes, and raised her hand to support Huangfu Yaoyang's face.
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