When Wei Heng learned that Yi Yao had appeared in the hospital, he hurried over and saw Xing Yan standing at the door of the operating room.
The questioning words blurted out, "Why did Yi Yao come into your hands? Did you take her away?"
Xing Yan turned around when he heard the sound. He was already unhappy and became even more annoyed because of Wei Heng's appearance.
"You still have the nerve to ask me?"
Even when facing the Third Master who is feared by everyone in Yongcheng, Xing Yan's aura is not weak at all.
"If you hadn't restricted her freedom, would she have been taken away and almost beaten to death?"
Xing Yan felt scared when he thought of that scene. If he had left a step too late, the consequences would have been disastrous.
When Xing Yan said this, Wei Heng felt a rare feeling of guilt. This matter was indeed his responsibility.
But when Wei Heng saw Xing Yan defending Yi Yao like this, he couldn't help but feel unhappy. He narrowed his eyes and spoke coldly.
"It's not your turn to dictate what's going on between me and her."
Hearing this, Xing Yan could no longer control the anger in his chest and punched him.
boom!
A green mark appeared on the corner of Wei Heng's mouth at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a cold light gathered in his eyes.
Pictures of Xing Yan and Yi Yao coming and going appeared in his mind. If he wanted to fight him, he would be seeking death.
Wei Heng took advantage of the situation and took a step back, dodging Xing Yan's second blow, and then kicked out like thunder.
Xing Yan was even more ruthless in his attacks, showing no mercy, and his fierce murderous intent was approaching Wei Heng.
The two men, whose skills were equally matched, soon had color on their faces.
Endless air pressure enveloped the door of the operating room. Wei Heng's eyes were filled with bloodthirsty, as if he wanted to destroy Xing Yan.
Just at this moment, the head nurse who was passing by saw this scene, and out of concern for the patient, stepped forward to stop it.
"Stop, this is a hospital, you have to fight out and don't disturb others' rest."
After being scolded, the two of them let go of each other's hands, but each was unwilling to do so, and it was obvious that they were still angry.
"I'm warning you." Xing Yan pointed at Wei Heng and said, "If anything happens to my sister, I will let you be buried with her."
"Ah!"
Wei Heng snorted coldly and looked disdainfully, not taking Xing Yan into his eyes at all.
The next second, a rare unexpected look appeared on his usually meticulous face.
"younger sister?"
He didn't know when Yi Yao got a brother.
Now that things have happened, Xing Yan is no longer hiding anything and has revealed the relationship between him and Yi Yao.
He was afraid that if he didn't say anything, someone would still regard Yi Yao as an orphan without a father or mother, and would be bullied by others.
"Yes, Yaoyao is indeed my sister, my biological sister from the same father and mother."
When he first saw her, those eyes felt familiar to him. Later, when he saw Yi Yao's appearance, his facial features surprised him even more.
It was exactly the same as the photo of his mother when she was young. After many investigations and a paternity test, it was revealed.
Xing Yan proved Yi Yao's identity, and he finally found his long-lost sister.
He was just worried that Yi Yao would not be able to accept this fact for a while, so he thought of accompanying him as a friend first.
But now, there are too many dangers around Yi Yao, and as an elder brother, he can no longer sit back and ignore them.
The news came so suddenly that even though Wei Heng was usually calm and calm, he couldn't help but remain silent for a moment.
Without giving Wei Heng a chance to speak, Xing Yan continued to express his position.
"I will not let go of the Yi family, nor will I let go of Yi Mingzhu. As for you..."
Xing Yan wanted to hear Yi Yao's thoughts. If the other party wanted to retaliate against Wei Heng, of course he would go all out.
Wei Heng didn't pay attention to the threat in Xing Yan's tone. He focused on the person who captured Yi Yao.
"Yi Mingzhu!"
It's really her!
Wei Heng's thin lips slightly raised, cold words popped out from between his lips and teeth, and his whole body exuded an intoxicating aura.
Just at this moment, the door of the operating room opened, and the doctor's figure fell in front of them.
Xing Yan quickly approached, and Wei Heng also subconsciously wanted to know Yi Yao's current situation.
The doctor sighed softly.
"The patient has no major problems. He gave birth to a boy. Unfortunately, he was born prematurely. Whether he will survive or not depends on tonight."
Hearing this, Wei Heng's heart skipped a beat, his breath froze, and he was lost for a moment.
He remembered Yi Yao often sitting on the balcony talking to the baby.
He remembered the first time he secretly took advantage of Yi Yao's sleep, put his hand on her belly, and felt the fetal movement.
The child seemed to have known him since birth, constantly responding to him and kicking his legs across a small room.
All of this told him that he was about to have a child who would be his own flesh and blood.
However, the reality said that he was about to lose him, and his heart was extremely confused, as if there was a stone pressing on his chest.
Xing Yan didn't care about the child's life or death. He only cared about Yi Yao and rushed to the ward without saying anything.
Wei Heng called Linna's phone number and asked her to come to the hospital to treat the premature baby and also take a look at Yi Yao's condition.
In the ward, thin Yi Yao was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, and his originally bulging abdomen had become flat.
Xing Yan's eyes were filled with distress, and his body of over 1.8 meters tall sitting on the edge of the bed only made Yi Yao's delicate figure stand out.
Words of self-blame came from Xing Yan's mouth, "I'm sorry for you, brother, for not being able to protect you."
Xing Yan swore in his heart that he would make Yi Yao live a peaceful and happy life in the future.
Thinking of the premature baby still in the incubator, Xing Yanzhi Yi Yao cared so much about the baby.
Even if he hated the fact that the other party had Wei Heng's blood, he still had to accept it.
A flash of complexity flashed in his eyes, and he had an idea in his mind. He brushed Yi Yao's hair with his big hand and spoke softly.
"Rest peacefully and leave the rest to me."
After speaking, Xing Yan stood up and left, arranging for someone to guard the door of Yi Yao's ward and not allowing anyone to enter or exit.
Even when Lina came to check on Yi Yao, she was stopped outside, preventing her from getting closer.
Yi family.
The entire villa was shrouded in darkness, which made people breathless, as if there was an invisible big hand resting on their heads.
The originally bright starry sky was gradually obscured by dark clouds, and the biting cold wind kept blowing, accompanied by a whistling sound.
In the living room, everyone in the Yi family was sitting together, all of them looking solemn and worried.
Only Yi Mingzhu looked unconcerned and played with her nails from time to time.
Yi Zhengxiong opened his mouth, and his rich voice reached the ears of everyone present.
"Mingzhu, do you know how much trouble you have caused?"
Although the tone was reproachful, Yi Zhengxiong was still reluctant to beat and scold her since she was his biological daughter.
Yi Mingzhu shrugged, "I really don't know, Dad, haven't you always allowed me to search for Yi Yao's whereabouts?"
Seeing Yi Mingzhu's casual attitude, Yi Zhengxiong felt a lump in his throat, hating that iron could not become steel.
"In the past, I allowed you to do whatever you wanted according to your temper, but now you have kicked the iron plate."