Play a coquettish in the palm of the boss

Chapter 969 Chu Yiyi's Revenge Before His Death (14)

Her question caused Yan Sijue to be silent for a while.

Ye Xingtong held his heart in disbelief, a bad premonition swallowed him, "What's wrong with Xiaoyi? Where is he? Didn't you save him? I took him away...he's still breathing Ah, he is still alive, Xiaoyi, he..."

"Xingtong, calm down! Xiaoyi is being shot in the emergency room, don't worry, he will let things go!"

Yan Sijue's eyes flickered, and he immediately held her shoulders and hugged her trembling body.Her big hand caressed her long hair, her breathing was slightly disordered, and she comforted with a gentle voice: "Don't worry, Xiaoyi was still breathing when I arrived, he will be fine, don't worry!"

"Where's the emergency room? I'm going to see him..."

Ye Xingtong opened his eyes in vain, and tightly grabbed his arm with his stiff fingertips.

Yan Sijue frowned, hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, wait for me to ask the doctor about your condition, 2 minutes, wait for me, okay?" Seeing her nodding, he breathed calmly, then turned around and asked: "Doctor, how is my wife?"

"Mr. Yan, Ma'am only suffered some skin trauma. Although the brain was concussed, after the examination, it proved that there was no concussion or congestion. She can be discharged from the hospital after two days of rest!"

The doctor's answer dispelled Yan Sijue's lingering fear.

The evil eyes narrowed slightly, he took a heavy breath and panted, he pursed his thin lips, and then smiled at each other, "Xing Tong, it's good that you are fine!"

Ye Xingtong smiled, slowly stretched out her hand, gently cupped his handsome face, leaned forward, and kissed the corner of his tightly pursed lips.

"I'm fine, don't worry..."

"Ok!"

Such a heavy smile seems to have exhausted all the strength of collapse.

Yan Sijue stood up suddenly, carefully pulled out the needle in Ye Xingtong's hand, then picked her up, and walked out of the rest ward.

the other side of the hospital.

Outside the emergency room, Xiao Mingye frowned, the curvature of his back was obviously stiff, his fists were clenched, and there was still wet blood on his right hand.

"Xiao Mingye?"

Ye Xingtong was slightly taken aback, and asked worriedly, "Did your hand hurt?"

"Xingtong, Yan Sijue!"

Hearing the sound, Xiao Mingye stood up, exhaled heavily, his expression was exhausted, and his voice seemed a little hoarse, "It's okay, I only have a small injury on my hand, Yan Sijue, there is nothing wrong with Xingtong's body, right? "

"She's fine!"

Yan Sijue closed his evil eyes, and then put Ye Xingtong on the bench beside him.

Raising his eyes, he squinted at Xiao Mingye, then pursed his lips suddenly, and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work, the injury on your hand will be dealt with first, I'll just stay here!"

"Okay, remember to notify me immediately if you have any news!"

Xiao Mingye seemed to be really tired, he waved his hand, and before turning around to leave, he took a deep look at the red light in the emergency room.

Barefoot, Ye Xingtong curled up on the chair, turned sideways, and leaned his head on Yan Sijue's shoulder.

"Jue, how long has Xiaoyi been in?"

"It's less than two hours, don't worry, he will be fine!"

Yan Sijue closed his evil eyes lightly, tilted his head back slightly, his messy black hair covered the creases on his eyebrows and eyes like knives.

There was a moment of silence, and the breathing was particularly heavy.

Ye Xingtong blinked, then raised his eyes to look at him suddenly, moved closer to him in distress, and asked in a low voice, "Jue, are you and Xiao Mingye doing well? Has the X Organization been resolved? Are there any heavy casualties?" ? Are you injured?"

(End of this chapter)