Play a coquettish in the palm of the boss

Chapter 687 Yan Sijue, He Is Your Biological Son! (13)

Time passed by minute by minute.

three hours later.

Ye Xingtong's tears gradually dried up in his eyes, his throat was so hoarse that it hurt to tear, he opened his mouth, unable to make a sound with difficulty.

Her body trembled slightly, she stretched out her hand and clasped Yan Sijue's big hand that was stiff at her waist.

"Yan Sijue?"

"Ok?"

At this moment, Yan Sijue clearly had no strength left, he leaned on her shoulder, his voice was as angry as ever.

Ye Xingtong bit her pale lips, paused, then turned to him and said, "Can you go and treat the wound first?"

The smell of blood, she smelled, was almost terrifying.

"I do not go!"

However, Yan Sijue's stubborn body refused to move even an inch.

Ye Xingtong closed his eyes in pain, took heavy breaths, and tried his best to make his voice sound calmer.

"Don't apologize in this way, I... I know that matter has nothing to do with you. Yan Sijue, can you deal with the wound first? I will guard Xiaoen, but I don't want you to have an accident. You If you want to stay here, you can deal with the wound first and come back later!"

Hearing this, Yan Sijue trembled slightly.

"it is good!"

next moment.

Yan Sijue propped himself up with great difficulty, took a deep breath, and clenched his teeth.

From the beginning to the end, he never raised his head, never let Ye Xingtong see his paleness and collapse at this moment.

Turn around, lean on the wall with both hands, and leave step by step.

Ye Xingtong turned around almost at the same moment and looked over.

His eyes fell deeply on his back, staring at him, there was a strong urge to help him.

But... Lorne's life and death are uncertain.

She can't go.

four hours later.

When Yan Sijue came back, he had changed his clothes, and there was no sign of injury on his body, except for the gauze on his right arm that couldn't hide it.

At this moment, although his face was pale, his footsteps obviously regained strength.

Ye Xingtong's dark eyes were shocked when he saw Ye Xingtong curled up on the ground, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

"Star Pupil!"

"Are you all right?"

Hearing this, Ye Xingtong immediately turned his head, and a smile appeared on his pale face.

Yan Sijue felt a sharp pain in his heart, stepped forward, knelt down gently, and looked at her, "I'm fine, but you are busy!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and gently touched her chapped lips with his fingertips.

"Drink some water and eat something, okay?"

Ye Xingtong originally wanted to shake his head, but under his fiery gaze, he nodded helplessly.

"Ah."

Yan Sijue frowned tightly, took out a bottle of water from the shopping bag, bent down, and fed her with his own hands.

Ye Xingtong didn't refuse his intimate gestures, and only after drinking two sips of water did he feel the pain in his hoarse throat ease.

At this moment, the red light in the emergency room suddenly went out.

"Xiao En?"

Ye Xingtong was startled in vain, and stood up abruptly, but at the same time his body gave a weak groan.

Yan Sijue quickly hugged her behind him, stabilized himself, and then hurriedly asked the doctor who came out of the emergency room, "Doctor, how is the child?"

"Don't worry, the child is out of danger for the time being. Fortunately, when he was rushed to the hospital, if he came one minute later, the child would stop his heartbeat. However, his physical condition is not very good. This time, the drowning caused a heart attack. It may take a while to recuperate.”

This result is very kind!

Ye Xingtong couldn't control his emotions, tears gradually broke down under the joy.

(End of this chapter)