The door to the operating room was kept tightly closed.

He Yingdong leaned his back against the wall, his eyes kept staring at the digital clock on the wall, watching the time keep beating.

Every minute and every second passed slowly, slowly.

It's just a bone marrow donation, why is it so slow?

He felt like he was not breathing well......

A cigarette was pinched in his hand, and he never had a chance to smoke it, and finally it burned into his hand.

He threw the cigarette butt at the garbage root.

He remembered that before she was about to operate, he took her mobile phone and sent something, but he didn't care about it at the time, and simply thought that she might have sent a letter to the Li family or something.

After all, she is going to have surgery, and it is true that she will report a letter to the Li family.

At this point, maybe the wait was too grinding, or maybe he sensed something was wrong.

took out the phone, and there was no text message sent to the Li family.

There is only one circle of friends: goodbye, all those who have loved me!

Bye? Why like the last words?

He thought of all the abnormalities she had been doing in the past few days, and gradually felt that something was not quite right, as if there was a cold chill passing through his heart......

Just as the old butler hurriedly walked in from outside, "Third Young Master, that person is here!" ”

He Yingdong reached out and grabbed his collar, "What did you say to me before, ...... in the morning?"

He suddenly remembered what the old housekeeper was talking about in the morning after Li Jiaqi left.

At that time, his heart was gone with Li Jiaqi, and he didn't have the heart to listen to what the old housekeeper was talking about.

"Oh, I said, in the past two days, the maid said that Miss Li refused to drink chicken soup and threw away all the medicinal herbs......"

"Herbs?"

He suddenly remembered that she had come to see the doctor alone, and he had asked her how she was afterwards, and she had gone on and on.

He looked at her and her face was normal, so he didn't ask too much.

Why do you feel more and more suspicious now, why does the patient refuse to drink the medicine, but throw it away?

Unless she doesn't think about it at all.

Thinking of this, he felt like he couldn't breathe anymore.

A heart seemed to be pinched to death by a pair of invisible hands, and the heart also fell towards some dark place.

"Did she say why she threw the herbs away?"

The old housekeeper saw He Yingdong's face gloomy and cold, and he was so frightened that he couldn't speak, "Yes, the maid said it, said yes...... Great, Miss Li said that there is no need to drink it, and it is a waste to drink it! ”

When He Yingdong heard this, the whole person was not good.

It's a waste to drink it!?

It's a muddle that only a terminally ill and blind person can say, and it's all the rhythm of self-abandonment.

What does this brainless stupid woman want to do?

He didn't dare to think deeper, staring at the closed door of the operating room, he wanted to kick it open.

"Third Young Master, who's here!!" The old butler emphasized again.

Only then did He Yingdong find a little backbone from the chaotic thoughts and walked to the side of the guardrail.

Leaning on the railing and looking down.

I saw a black car in the parking lot of the hospital, and a man wearing sunglasses sat in it.

Looking at that figure, you can know that it is Huo Siyuan.

He Yingdong sneered twice, "Guard the door tightly, don't let him in!" ”

"Yes, Third Young Master, we have enough bodyguards today, and the bodyguards of the Yan family are also ......"

He frowned slightly, probably Huo Siyuan came when he saw the circle of friends.

Thinking of this, he was even more unhappy in his heart.

The moment I turned around, the door to the operating room opened.

The nurses walked out pushing a gurney......

(End of chapter)