The doctor glanced at the young master Si behind him, and Si Chuyan did not react excessively except for frowning slightly.

Si Chuyan: "I'll call the best doctor now, the old lady will be saved, I will ensure that your ancestors and grandchildren have no worries about food and clothing, what else do you ask for."

The doctor probably knew in his heart that he really wanted to heal.

After all, in the wealthy family, cannibalism, framing each other, the small hurting the old, and the old not saving the young, these things are very common, and he doesn't dare to make up his mind easily.

"In this way, Miss Ye, young master, I will also tell you the truth, my medical skills are powerless, but it doesn't mean that no one can do it."

"Elder Meng, have you heard of it?"

When Ye Qiusheng heard that his surname was Meng, his heart was stunned.

"Is it the Meng family of Montessori Pharmaceutical?"

"Yes, yes, their old man, he has good medical skills, the first person in the country, it is said that he has the art of resurrecting the dead, I also saw a terminally ill patient back then, jumping around under him, maybe he has some way, but he has been retreating for a long time, I don't know if you know?"

What the doctor said, they didn't have any points in their hearts, Ye Qiusheng heard him say this, and he knew what was going on.

She bowed deeply to the doctor, "Thank you, doctor."

"Don't, I can't stand it, Miss Ye." The doctor was frightened, but at the same time a little moved, "The old lady has not yet invaded the internal organs with poison, and there is still a glimmer of life, the problem is that she is a little old, and I don't know if she can survive it."

Before the old lady left, Miss Ye was already crying.

In this era, the relationship between the older generation and the younger generation is not so good.

Si Chuyan put his hand on Ye Qiusheng's shoulder, "I'll go and talk to Uncle Meng, he's very good."

Ye Qiusheng barely let out two almost inaudible laughs from his lips.

Meng Jinyuan is easy to speak, but that is his father, if the relationship between father and son is really good, he will not be forced to marry a woman he doesn't love.

And because of Ye Ruwen's incident, their family was torn apart.

"It's okay to start a day, I want to try it myself, grandma's business, don't make a noise about grandma's here."

Turning his head to Grandma Yu, he said, "Grandma Yu, what is the specific situation tonight, how many people know about Grandma's food poisoning?"

"Hey, the old lady didn't eat anything when she went home, she ate a snack to make up for it before attending the banquet, she drank some fruit wine at the banquet, and came back to drink some tea, there is nothing to do, and everything at home has been eaten for so long, it is all prepared by her own people."

Grandma Yu was puzzled.

"Few people know, after she fell, I called the little master, and the driver at home sent her directly to the hospital, because it was late, and a few bodyguards helped me."

Grandma Yu has mixed up to this age, and she has her own measurement in her heart.

This kind of emergency is most likely man-made, and you should be very careful when something happens.

"The person who knows that my grandmother is in the hospital...... It's your own, right?"

"It's absolutely impossible to go wrong, the old lady is old, and there are still some people around her who have been with her for decades, and others can't use the adopted son."

"Okay, Grandma Yu, go home, tell the outside world that grandma is recuperating in bed at home, and no one will be allowed to see her, not a word about going to the hospital, and if you can't figure it out at home, don't keep it."

"Okay, okay, I got it."

Ye Qiusheng stood here, no matter how big the matter was, it could be regarded as having a backbone.

In the bright hospital corridor, there are three anxious figures, and there is only one patient in the VIP room on the entire floor.

Ye Qiusheng asked instead, "Security access to the hospital?"

Si Chu Yan understood in seconds, "Swipe your fingerprints, the elevator goes directly, there are no stairs, and the elevator has a camera."

Ye Qiusheng was silent, his heartbeat was still pounding, "Okay, the generator is also ready."

After calming down a little, Ye Qiusheng noticed the figure standing at the end of the corridor, and Ye Qiusheng walked over.

"Leaf

Miss, this matter." She paused, "Do you want to tell Dashao?"

Doesn't she think she shouldn't say it? Ye Qiusheng originally wanted to make a phone call to Si Xingyan, but was stunned by one of her rhetorical questions. Five

Ye Qiusheng glanced at the time, it was too late.

Ye Qiusheng passed past her expressionlessly, "Tomorrow, talk to him tomorrow."

The hand that is actually holding the phone is shaking.

At this time, she didn't know how to deal with this, but she hadn't figured out how to rely on others.

What's even more scary is what if she is disappointed, will he definitely help her? Will definitely come back?

Late at night, under the Meng family's villa, the snow was falling and endless.

"Can you help me bring a message to Meng Lao? I want to see Meng Lao, I'm in trouble."

"Miss, the old gentleman said that he didn't see the guest."

On the opposite side was an elderly housekeeper, neatly dressed, with a vest and bow tie, and lowered his head slightly, avoiding looking at Ye Qiusheng.

"The butler will help me speak, and I will remember the butler's kindness."

"Miss Ye, the old gentleman is asleep, no one dares to disturb him."

The housekeeper was unmoved, and even planned to turn around and close the door directly.

Ye Qiusheng immediately grabbed the door frame, "Wait! Butler, is there really no way? It's really in danger, it's my old lady, Mr. Meng knows it."

The housekeeper's face softened, "The old gentleman knows a lot of people, at this age, his friends around him will encounter this and that kind of problem, not every gentleman can help, Miss Ye understand."

Ye Qiu stared at the butler's face to death, but no matter how hot her gaze was, the butler didn't seem to feel it.

In an instant, Ye Qiusheng was in the snowy night, and the tip of his nose was sour.

Turning his head upstairs and shouting, "Mr. Meng, please! It's the old lady of the Ye family! See you! Juniors ......"

The housekeeper covered Ye Qiusheng's mouth and became anxious, "Miss, what are you doing!" At this point, I can call the police."

Ye Qiusheng was anxious, how could he care about this.

Her grandmother is in a hospital bed, who knows how long an eighty-year-old body can resist.

So why should a lovely and kind old lady go through these pains, a second late, it is torture for the old lady.

Her impression of her grandmother was always energetic, energetic, and eloquent, and occasionally cute, with a little wisdom.

She couldn't imagine what it would be like for an old lady to breathe in a hospital bed, she didn't dare to think about it.

Ye Qiusheng took off the butler's hand, took two steps back, and yelled upstairs.

"Mr. Meng, the younger generation must spare no effort to repay your kindness! Please, give me a chance!"

"Mr. Meng—"

The sound was deafening.

"Mr. Meng, do your best to the Ye family, the Ye family will always remember your kindness, and do your best to repay the whole family!"

Ye Qiusheng knelt straight on the stairs.

The snow is hollowed into one place.

A shadow casts over the snow.

8-year-old Ye Ruwen was killed, in order to survive, he knelt down in front of Aunt Duan.

At the age of 11, in order to save Aunt Duan, she knelt at the door of Ye's house.

At the age of 18, for the sake of innocence and vitality, he knelt down and begged the Jiang family.

Fate always pushes her into a corner, and this is the last time, the time it must be.

The housekeeper was dumbfounded, many of the servants in the courtyard were woken up, and the windows of the originally silent garden were lit up one after another.

"Miss Ye, you don't have to be like this, the old gentleman said that if you don't see the guest, you won't see the guest."

The housekeeper stretched out his hands to help her up, but Ye Qiusheng didn't move at all and hung his head.

"Butler, why didn't Mr. Meng see him, why do you say it?" Ye Qiusheng's eyes turned red with a smile, and he raised his head to look at him, "Because of Ye Ruwen, or because of me?"

The butler was a little frightened and took a sip

lips, "Ye Xiaoye, don't make these unreasonable guesses, let's go back, we will help the good doctor."

"I can help find a doctor, but I can't show up in person, can I?"

Ye Qiusheng's questioning made the housekeeper a little impatient, "Miss Ye, there are not so many shoulds in the world."

Ye Qiusheng straightened up, looked at the housekeeper, and smiled lightly.

"The housekeeper went to tell Mr. Meng that anything can be discussed, and Mr. Meng can make any requests, and the Ye family will spare no effort to fulfill it."

The butler looked at her hesitantly, and his outstretched hand reached back, his hands were cold, and the fluttering snow particles were a little confused.

"Miss Ye, take care of yourself, the door of the Meng family has been open."

Upstairs, there was a half-figure on the window, and the shadow picked up a cup of tea that was still steaming, and the window was foggy.

The middle division of the banquet had a call, Ye Qiusheng's mobile phone had already been turned off, and Zhong Ling simply threw the mobile phone into the snow, and it was also frozen to turn off.

She didn't want the priest to come to the banquet, and she didn't want Mrs. Ye to be saved, she stood behind her, looking at everything in front of her, indifferent.

The ice and snow were freezing Ye Qiusheng's head.

But in a daze, I remembered that the young man who knelt in the Si family on a sunny day back had an upright back and fearless eyes.

It was as if there was still a fire burning in my heart.

That glance, why is it so familiar, after ten years, I can still remember it clearly.

Ye Qiusheng clenched his hands.

I can't count how long it has been since the first wave of servants got up and started working.

Someone handed her a cup of ginger tea.

Ye Qiusheng looked upstairs, but there was no movement upstairs.

Ye Qiusheng took the ginger tea and drank it all, "Thank you."

The maid was also a little unbearable, "Miss Ye, the old gentleman hasn't seen a doctor for many years, and it's useless for you to ask for this."

Ye Qiusheng smiled helplessly, "Whether it's useful or not, you have to try it to know."

Slowly, Ye Qiusheng couldn't feel the cold anymore, and felt hot, her body was hot, but the soles of her feet were cold, she knew that she was sick.

The cold froze all her thoughts and emotions, and she was now like a soulless puppeteer, struggling to survive in the snow with her obsession.

Slowly, her body became heavier and heavier, and she felt that she couldn't hold it anymore, and she always unconsciously had to fall forward.

Slowly, I couldn't open my eyelids, I was heavy and weak, but those emotions in my heart were suddenly unsealed, and I was on the verge of collapse.

And another servant came to see her.

"Ah, Miss Ye, what's wrong with you, your face is so red!"