Big-name school flower: the president is a devil

Chapter 242 Ye Wuji's Illness

"Girl, look at your head covered, just like a child." Nangong Jing reached out to help her brush the grass off her head with a warm smile.

In the past two months, she has already regarded her as her own daughter. If she really had such a sensible daughter, she would be willing to die.

"Auntie, it's not the first time for Uncle Ye to cook. Of course I know he's a good cook. Come on, I'm so hungry I'm growling."

Ke Huanye smiled brightly, and the two small dimples on his cheeks looked lively and cute, making Nangong Jing laugh too.

The two talked and laughed all the way towards the villa.

On the table in the living room, there was a large table of dishes that seemed to make people's index fingers move, but Ye Wuji's busy figure was not seen.

There was a dish on the far side, the soup spilled on the table, Ke Huanye didn't see it, but Nangong Jing clearly noticed it.

"Wuji!" Nangong Jing looked at the situation in front of her, her heart was already icy cold, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, in order not to worry Ke Huanye, she pretended to be calm.

It has been two months. When Xiaoye was here, there was no abnormality happened. The doctor said that there will be no problems today.

"Auntie, I'll call Uncle Ye, you sit here and wait for us, maybe you're working in the study!" Ke Huanye asked Nangong to sit down quietly, and just as he wanted to leave, Nangongjing hurriedly pulled him back with a forced smile , pale: "Xiaoye, I'll just go and see him, you wait here for a while."

Nangong Jing was so anxious that she accidentally touched the coffee table, and fell to the ground with a heart-rending pain in her ankle.

"Auntie." Ke Huanye ran over anxiously and helped her up. At this moment, she would be a fool if she didn't feel that something was wrong.

"It's okay, Xiaoye, I'm okay, you go and sit, and Auntie will come back as soon as she goes." Nangong Jing didn't stay in the house, tears were already streaming down her cheeks without saying a word.

Ke Huanye watched Nangong Jing run up to the study on the second floor, and followed closely behind.

In the study room, it was a mess, Ye Wuji fell to the ground, there was a pool of glaring blood on the ground, Nangong Jing felt a sharp pain in his heart, his eyes went dark and he fell down.

"Auntie." Ke Huanye looked at the shocking scene in front of him, and supported Nangong Jing in a panic.

The ambulance arrived quickly, and then roared away.

In the hospital, there was a strong smell of disinfectant everywhere. Ke Huanye sat on the bench in front of the operating room, looking at the three harsh words during the operation.

Uncle Ye was being rescued, and Aunt Nangong was overwhelmed with grief and fell into a coma. Here, she was the only one left.

It was already very late, and I glanced at the time on my wrist, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

"Xiao Yezi answered the phone..."

The cell phone rang suddenly, especially clear in the quiet and flustering corridor.

It was Steward Han calling, Ke Huanye glanced at it, and pressed the answer button.

"Miss Ye Zi, the young master has returned to China. I hope you can pick him up at the airport." Butler Han's voice always carried a sense of obedience to the master.

"Oh, I see." Ke Huanye's heart ached, he wanted to cry for some reason, and his pale hands trembled as he grabbed the phone.

Uncle Ye lost a lot of blood and needed a blood transfusion urgently, but his blood type is special, RH negative blood is hard to find in this world. When the doctor said it, she was very excited and told the doctor that her blood was suitable. The doctor was very strange Glancing at her, the auntie nurse who helped her draw blood asked her that you are Mr. Ye’s daughter. I heard from Ms. Nangong that she had found it for a long time. Mr. Ye’s operation can’t be delayed. If you really feel sorry for him, you should have the operation quickly. !
(End of this chapter)