President, I'm afraid of pain

Xia Yiwei was taken aback, and just about to struggle, his trembling voice came from his ear, "Stay with me... just stay by my side like this..." The tightened arms gradually pulled the hard Shengsheng felt the painful hug so tightly that he could suffocate.

"Wan Chengye... You can't do this, go see a doctor, okay?"

In my ear, only his disturbed breath

Xia Yiwei stiffened her back, and after a while, she carefully struggled for a little freedom.Raising her eyes, when her eyes touched Wan Chengye's pale face that was almost transparent, her heart twitched fiercely, and her voice became trembling, "Wan Chengye? Wake up? Don't scare me... "

Ten years ago, her father died of cancer, so in her heart, she had a strange fear of the disease.

"I can't die!"

After a while, Wan Chengye, who didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth sarcastically, unable to distinguish the emotional answer.

Xia Yiwei suddenly gasped, covered her mouth, and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

"You wait, I'll go find A Dong!"

As she spoke, she stood up abruptly and rushed down to the living room on the first floor with bare feet.

Stepping to the entrance, he picked up the phone, but his fingers froze when he pressed the number, "Oh, A Dong didn't tell me what number to call to find him, so what should I do?" At a loss and in desperation, she had no choice but to open the door of the villa and ran out to look for it.

Outside, the night was intertwined with torrential rain.

Xia Yiwei was completely unfamiliar with this manor, she turned around, and when she was all wet, she still didn't find anyone.At this moment, she didn't dare to stay outside for too long, so she ran back to the villa in the rain.Because her steps upstairs were too hasty, she just closed the door casually, but unexpectedly it didn't close tightly.

A few minutes later, a black shadow quietly appeared.

at the same time.

Xia Yiwei ran back to Wan Chengye's bedroom, and once again saw him crouching in front of the bed enduring severe pain, his handsome face was covered with a thin layer of sweat, his brows furrowed tightly, his pale thin lips , seems to be a harbinger of painful tearing.

"Wan Chengye, are you okay? What kind of disease is this? Why is there no painkiller?"

Intermittent crying came from outside the door.

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps stopping at the stairs on the second floor, and a questioning voice sounded, "Xiao Ye, Second Uncle came to see you, is it convenient now?"

Wanqi Peak?

Xia Yiwei's surprised eyes froze, she hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face, and asked urgently in a low voice: "What should I do, your second uncle is here!"

"Get him out...don't let him in!"

At this moment, Wan Chengye opened his red eyes wide, and the breath in his chest seemed to rise and fall violently.

Xia Yiwei nodded quickly, bit her lip, took a deep breath, and then ran to the door, blocking it tightly with her body.

"Is it Mr. Wan Cheng? I'm sorry, it's not convenient for Wan Chengye to see you now!"

"Miss Xia?"

Outside the door, Wan Qifeng was obviously surprised by her presence. After a pause, he asked, "Miss Xia, I just heard some noise coming from here. Is Xiaoye not feeling well? Open the door first and see if Second Uncle is there." Nothing can help you!"

"No need, Wan Chengye is fine, he's not feeling sick!"

Xia Yiwei turned her head to look at the hinted expression of Wan Tengye, while resolutely rejecting the uninvited guest outside the door.

However, Wan Qifeng did not intend to leave, and asked more and more aggressively.