Priceless little cute wife

"Er... The boss really teaches students according to their aptitude! But... What now? "

"Irene Nasser involved that George, which means money is no problem. In that case, if she really completes the contract... "

"Hum! This is my ultimate goal! " Donggong Yao smiled coldly.

"The more people she involves, the better! It's a pity that she didn't go to benacer! "

"What do you mean? boss? If she found benacer, wouldn't it be... No problem? " The fox was even more confused when he looked at Donggong Yao.

I've been looking for tycoons one after another. It's paved the way for Irene Nasser. How can it be a good thing?

I really don't understand what the boss thinks in his heart.

"This has nothing to do with you! Your task is to provide me with good information! "

"Good! Then I want to ask, if Miss Tong went to find ye Zichu, it shouldn't be a problem? "

"Ye Zichu!" Donggong Yao narrowed his eyes.

For a long time, he said to the fox, "I asked Goodall to investigate ye Zichu before! But there seems to be no result. Please help me investigate ye Zichu! "

"Good? I've seen the skills of that old guy. I have a lot of networks, but he has a lot of contacts! "

"The network will disappear when it is paralyzed, but the contacts will never be broken! Why do you want me to check? "

"I always think the reason why ye Zichu is good at children's painting is really a little strange!"

"Don't you think it's strange that you treat a person who has nothing to do with yourself so well? This society is not a model of putting interests aside! "

"Just look at the right eye..." before the fox finished his words, he saw Donggong Yao whoosh looking at him. For a moment, he felt like he was in the back, and then shut up.

"I'll investigate!" Immediately took the computer and left the room as fast as possible.

What are you talking about? I can't remember!

That other men and children's paintings were in the eye? Isn't this your own scolding?

Ye Zichu's house.

Ye Zichu kept coughing, and his body looked very weak.

"Mr. Zichu... I think you'd better have a rest? Look at you... "

"Go get me the medicine..."

"Mr. Zichu, let's go to the East Palace and check there! Or I'll call him over! "

"Hey... Do I need others to see my own body? I just seem to have a fever! " Ye Zichu touched his forehead and said.

"Fever? But... You haven't left the room... "

Ye Zichu frowned, then took a white look at Chris around him: "wouldn't you get sick without leaving the room?"

"Mr. Zichu..."

"All right! Give me the medicine... "Ye Zichu raised his hand slightly, and then seemed to want to tell Chris to get the medicine, but his body was suddenly stunned, and then fell soft on the bed.

"Mr. Zichu? "Mr. Zichu?" Chris immediately came forward and shook gently, but ye Zichu didn't feel anything.

"Mr. Zichu!" Chris looked at ye Zichu's pale face, then finally picked up the phone and dialed Donggong.

When Donggong asked, ye Zichu had fallen into a coma.

"Oh, my God! Why did you call me here now? " Donggong asked, looking at Chris, with a reproach in his tone.

"Now he has a fever of 43 degrees! Adults have a fever of 43 degrees, which is very dangerous! That's crazy! Hurry to the hospital with me! " Donggong asked, looking at ye Zichu's appearance, and said.

"Good!" Chris nodded and immediately left the hospital with ye Zichu.

After arriving at the hospital, Chris hesitated for a long time and called the children's painting. Originally, they were going to come to study today, but now ye Zichu looks like it's impossible to play the piano, so just in case, he'd better call first to give a warning.

Sure enough, the children's painting was surprised when he heard the phone, and then asked Chris not to move anything. He rushed to the hospital as soon as possible.

In fact, he did intend to come out, but he was informed that something had happened to ye Zichu. What would happen to him?

Ye Zichu has always been in poor health. In fact, ye Zichu's body was very weak in the past. A height of one meter nine can compete with Donggong Yao, but it is about half the width of Donggong Yao's body.

It can be imagined how weak his body is! But every time he was unwilling to rest, every time he tried to talk to them, and he didn't understand why!

Thinking of this, the children's painting sighed and then pulled the clear.

"Mom, what's the matter? You look so serious? Is Mr. Zichu very bad? " Limpid looked at the children's painting and asked.

"Mr. Zichu is too tired!" Children's painting didn't want to go with clarity, but I know ye Zichu likes to see clarity, so I'd better take it!

Besides, she just went to see ye Zichu, not Donggong Yao, so she won't be worried.

When I came to the hospital, I looked around with big clear eyes. I really haven't been to such a white place. The people inside look bad. Is this the hospital?

In country Z, there are not so many hospitals. They are only private doctors called by themselves.

"Children's painting?" The East Palace opposite asked, saw the children's painting, immediately came over, looked clear and gently bent down.

"Little clear!"

"Ask Uncle! I came to see Mr. Zichu. Is he all right? " Limpid and sensible looked at Donggong and asked.

"He......" Donggong asked, but he frowned, and then seemed to stop talking.

"Donggong asked... What's the matter?" Tong Hua looked at Donggong and asked.

"He... Let's go there and talk!" Donggong asked, nodded, then pointed to the other side of the office and said.

"Good!" Tong Hua followed Donggong to the office.

"Children's painting... Mr. Zichu has always had a fever and seems very tired. I asked Chris before. He was the same when he was abroad! And we just gave him the blood test results... "

"He is... Suffering from leukemia!"

"What?" Tong Hua immediately got up and looked at ye Zichu: "are you... Not kidding? How could he... "

"The blood test report is right here. We tested him twice because we thought there would be a problem with the previous one, so we tested it again... There can be no mistake!"

"And now it seems that ye Zichu has been feverish, dizzy, sore and weak all over, and even sudden bleeding. They are all diseases of leukemia!"

The children's painting immediately turned pale, and then sat on the stool with a pale face.

"Mom? What disease is leukaemia? Is the blood white? Is that uncomfortable? " Limpid looked at the children's painting and the East Palace and asked innocently.

"Clear... Leukemia is a disease. You're right. It will make people uncomfortable!"

"That must be a terrible disease? Ask Uncle, please treat Mr. Zichu! " Limpid looked at the East Palace and asked.

"Limpid... Ask Uncle is a very powerful doctor, so he will cure Mr. Zichu. By the way... Ask Uncle that he knows you're coming, so he put a set of things you like in the lounge next door. Do you want to have a look first?"

Donggong asked with a smile.

"Yes!" Although Qingqing knew that the disease seemed serious, she could not help being attracted by the gifts inside, so she immediately went to the next door happily.

When he left, Donggong asked and then turned his head: "children's painting, you don't have to worry. What I can tell you is... There are still ways to treat leukemia. For Mr. Zichu's body, you need to do chemotherapy first, and then look at the effect, and then decide the next plan!"

"And Mr. Zichu... I don't think I can't afford the money for chemotherapy and bone marrow replacement, so don't worry too much!"

"Besides, even so, I will find the bone marrow at the first time and be fully prepared!" Donggong asked, comforting the child painting.

"Yes!" Tong Hua nodded. Since Donggong asked not to worry, it should not be too worried!

Thinking so, her heart slowly calmed down.

"It's just that the problem lies not in the disease itself, nor in the treatment, but in... Mr. Zichu's own attitude towards the disease!"

"Chris and I discussed how uncomfortable he seemed before, but he didn't see the doctor well. This time he said he wanted to see me, but later he avoided the examination again because he knew you were there."

"It can be seen that Mr. Zichu may know what the disease is, but he treats it negatively. That's the problem."

"Say so! For these diseases, in fact, the disease itself is not terrible, but what is terrible is people's attitude towards disease. Most of the patients who face them with a smile can resist the disease. Even if they leave in the end, they will live more time than originally planned. "

"But the more anxious and uncomfortable you are, the shorter your life will be! I think Zichu seems to belong to the latter kind, so what you and Chris have to do is to calm his heart and let him receive all kinds of treatment. "

"And the important thing is... You can't leave the hospital!"

"Leukemia is easy to infect hospitals, because the body will be weak, so blowing the wind or the bacteria brought by others will aggravate the condition, so I suggest hospitalization!" Donggong asked, looking at the children's painting, and said.

"I'll talk to him! Can you help me look clear? " Tong Hua understood the meaning of Donggong's question, and then nodded.

"Of course!"

Children's painting slowly approached ye Zichu's ward. He was about to knock on the door, but suddenly stopped.

I seem to be like a plague... Those old people, everyone who takes care of themselves around me, seem to have an accident!

Mother's early death, shangrongqiao's heart disease, aunt's cancer... It seems that those old people who really care about themselves will get all kinds of diseases, even ye Zichu, now it is leukemia!

Is he a plague? So if you leave them far away, nothing will happen again?

Thinking of this, the children's painting frowned slightly, and then stretched out his hand to hang down slowly.

If you are innocent and spiritual, you should guard ye Zichu anyway! After all, he is the last elder who cares for himself!

I owe ye Zichu too much. He pays for nothing. I haven't had time to repay him, but he is seriously ill!

While hesitating, suddenly I heard ye Zichu's voice: "I don't want to stay here!"

"Mr. Zichu... Your illness... Needs..."

"Me? My illness? Isn't it just a fever? Just have a good rest at home! "

"Mr. Zichu..."

"Chris, get your things ready quickly. I'm leaving the hospital now! Do you hear me? " Ye Zichu shouted loudly.

I've never seen ye Zichu yelling at Chris like this.

To Chris, ye Zichu's warning or blame is gentle, and Chris has always understood that when he heard ye Zichu's warning, he has learned to converge, but it is really the first time for a voice like today!

"Mr. Zichu! Today... You have to listen to me! " Chris also summoned up the courage to collide with ye Zichu for the first time.

"You... OK! I'll fire you now! You hear me? get out of here! You are no longer my agent! "

"Mr. Zichu..." when Tong Hua heard this, he knew he couldn't go in again!

Then she opened the door and looked at ye Zichu on the hospital bed.