Play a coquettish in the palm of the boss

Chapter 688 Yan Sijue, He Is Your Biological Son! (14)

Yan Sijue's downcast eyes shook violently, and at this moment, the suppressed heartbeat resumed.

Thank goodness.

Xiao En didn't have any accidents, otherwise...he didn't dare to think about it.

"Xingtong, I said that Xiaoen will be fine, don't cry!"

"Well, Yan Sijue, thank you!"

Ye Xingtong covered her mouth and nodded repeatedly. She would never forget that it was Yan Sijue who really saved her and Xiaoen at a critical moment.

At this time, Lorne, who was wearing oxygen, was pushed out of the emergency room.

"The child needs to be sent to the nursing ward now. In the next 48 hours, if there is no abnormality, it can be transferred to the general ward."

Ye Xingtong hurriedly walked to the single bed, reached out and gently touched Lorne's warm cheek.

Yan Sijue stood behind her, his outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

For a moment, he had to look away and asked, "Doctor, is he still awake?"

"Because the child had a heart attack, he is very weak, but it doesn't matter, as long as he rests, he will wake up naturally."

Subsequently, the doctor arranged for a nurse to send Lorne to the nursing ward.

At the same time, Ye Xingtong and Yan Sijue also stayed in the room.

At this moment, seeing Lorne safe and sound, his heart was completely relaxed, and he was overwhelmed by fatigue and pain uncontrollably.

Ye Xingtong sat on the sofa, his body completely lost all strength, almost collapsed.

Yan Sijue came out of the bathroom, glanced at the weak Ye Xingtong, frowned, stepped forward, and asked softly, "Xingtong, Xiao En is fine now, you should take a rest!"

"Well, it's just a little cold!"

"It must have been soaked in sea water, and I didn't change clothes in a hurry, so I caught a cold!"

Hearing this, Yan Sijue lowered his eyes sharply, stretched out his hand to cover her forehead, and pursed her thin lips tightly.

Ye Xingtong blinked weakly, raised his hand, and gently held his big hand back.

"I don't have a fever, I'm just a little tired, how about you? I've been there for so long, is the wound okay?"

"It's just a small injury, don't worry!"

Yan Sijue breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his hand, and asked in a gentle voice, "Xingtong, do you want to take a hot bath first?"

Ye Xingtong leaned on his shoulder and shook his head weakly, "No, I don't have the strength!"

"Then I'll wipe your body with a hot towel, change your clothes later, and take a good rest!"

Yan Sijue asked her opinion in a low voice in her ear, a kind of gentleness that had never been seen before, as if overflowing from the depths of his pupils.

Ye Xingtong trembled slightly, pursed his lips, and did not refuse.

"Ok!"

At this moment, compared to her, the Yanji in front of her suddenly changed.

Seeing her nodding, Yan Sijue carefully helped her to sit on the sofa.

Afterwards, he brought a set of hospital gowns from the nurse, and at the same time borrowed the hot water from the bathroom, and came back wringing a towel.

"Xingtong, take off your wet clothes!"

Ye Xingtong curled up, leaning against the sofa weakly, and moved his hands hanging on his legs.

However, the action of unbuttoning is very difficult.

Yan Sijue's eyes froze for a moment, then he raised them suddenly, and asked her with a strange voice, "I'll help you take off!"

"..."

Ye Xingtong stopped moving, blinked his eyes, and politely said thank you for a moment.

Her non-resistance almost made Yan Sijue ecstatic.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly stretched out his hand, gently and carefully pulling up her long hair first.

(End of this chapter)