Assistant Wen, standing behind Gu juixi, is also thinking about this problem. However, he believes more in Ye Yuwei's character. The child doesn't have to guess that he is the president.

So the president's child is indeed the president's child, this drug resistance is not generally good, and will definitely be a tough child in the future.

Gu juixi pulled the stool and sat down beside the bed. She reached out to hold Ye Yuwei's still hanging hand. Her fingers were thin, soft and comfortable to hold. There was gauze in her hand, and there was blood on it. Gu juixi's eyes were covered with a touch of icy cold.

Gu juixi stretched out her hand and pulled the broken hair behind her forehead. She gently stroked her creased brow. It was just like this. How could it make people worry?

What's so good about this woman that Lu Qichuan is so concerned about?

But it's no use thinking about it. This is his woman. No one cares about it.

Assistant Wen stood behind Gu juixi. After ten years of following him, he had to admit that he was the first time to see such a president. Well, how to say, he was gentle.

Yes, the most inappropriate words to the president.

It's a pity that my wife can't see it, and at present, it's the last thing she wants to see.

At dawn, assistant Wen went out and bought breakfast.

Ye Yuwei wakes up. He is still confused, but he suddenly sits up the next second. "Aunt Mao, aunt Mao --" Ye Yuwei calls. He lifts the quilt and gets out of bed.

But Gu juixi, who had been sitting by the bed, pressed him back.

"Lie down well, the doctor said you can't move." Gu juixi opened his mouth in a deep voice, with impatience on his face.

Assistant to Wen

President, did you change your face for your wife?

Your gentleness yesterday, take it out, you take it out!

Is the president sick!

Well, the president of his family is sick, or mentally handicapped.

"I don't need you to care. Where is aunt Mao?" Ye Yuwei has long been immune to his cold talk, so she still wants to get up to see Aunt Mao.

"Ye Yuwei, are your ears flooded by the rainstorm? Why don't you have a good rest? " Gu juixi saw her retort conditionally. As soon as her temper came up, she didn't care what she said.

Assistant Wen slaps himself in the face. Mr. Ma De, President of mental retardation, can't you shut up if you can't speak?

What are you doing with your heart?

"Madam, it's like this. At present, aunt Mao is still in the intensive care unit. Although she is not out of danger, the doctor will try her best to rescue her." Assistant Wen knows that ye Yuwei is eager to know about Aunt Mao, but the stupid president is still entangled in the fact that ye Yuwei doesn't listen to him.

It can only be said that in terms of his ability to meet his daughter-in-law, he only serves the president of his family.

When ye Yuwei heard Wen assistant's words, she frowned more and more. She was not out of danger, that is to say, her life could be in danger at any time.

"Assistant Wen, can you take me to see Aunt Mao?" Ye Yuwei asked with expectation, directly ignoring the man around her.

Listening to Ye Yuwei's words, Gu juixi's face changed from the Himalayas to the North Pole.

Is this woman brain disabled?

Don't you see him right here?

Asking to help other men?

Assistant Wen's liver trembled. It's not his fault!

However, by visual inspection of the tension of the president's body, he may die miserably later.

What can he do? He is also very desperate. Who let the president ignore others before? They can only find me habitually!

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