Lan Yun opened the door to the ward and saw Han Yi's affectionate profile.
Just one night later, he saw unparalleled fatigue in his friend.
"How's the contact with Wilson going?"
Han Yi did not look back at him, his eyes were still fixed on the sick woman's pretty face.
"He is undergoing an operation on the mistress of the British Prime Minister. I'm afraid it will take a few days before he can fly over."
Even Lan Yun, who had always been open-minded, felt helpless at this time.
They are people who stand at the top of the power pyramid, but for some things, they still have no pass card in the hands of fate.
When misfortune really strikes, they are no different from ordinary people in life.
At this time, this is the best example. Ye Zhiding is in danger, and it is difficult for Wilson to arrive in time.
"Even if he is tied up, he must be tied back."
"I just want her to regain a simple heartbeat."
Lan Yun just received the news from Wilson, and she couldn't believe it.
He immediately dialed Han Yi's number, and after a few seconds of pause, he picked up the phone.
"What's the matter?" The man's voice was filled with extreme fatigue.
He stayed awake for two days, just looking at the woman's face.
Hope turned to despair, and I saw that even the brain wave line had a downward trend.
"Yi. Good news. Wilson said that his beloved disciple has almost arrived in city Z. We just need to wait for that person. Listening to Wilson's tone, it seems that that person's medical skills are even better than his.
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"Oh?" Han Yi finally gasped. "Get ready for the reception soon."
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"Master, I have already spoken to China as per your instruction."
Wilson stood behind a man with a respectful look.
With a head of chestnut-shoulder hair that is rich in background between the dazzling red and the extreme black, the man finally retracted his original gaze.
He turned around, looked at Wilson with a loyal look on his face, and nodded lightly.
Although such a cold attitude made Wilson seem to be greatly inspired, he bowed deeply to the handsome young man before retreating.
"Komachi, I don't know if the lesson I taught you this time has taught you enough."
Five days have passed since Ye Zhiding was in coma.
The most basic nutrition she needs is obtained from the nutrient solution on the wall.
The white light shone on the woman lying peacefully in bed, and Han Yi glanced at her face and eyes one by one.
In just five days, she actually lost a lot of weight.
The already delicate little face was even more emaciated at this time.
Underneath her pale skin, she didn't know what kind of pain she was suffering. Even though she was sleeping, the woman's brows were still frowning.
"Tomorrow, Wilson's beloved disciple will arrive. Then take him directly here."
In fact, not only the sick woman, but also Han Yi had lost a lot of weight. His eyes were dark and his voice was hoarse.
Lan Yun sighed and nodded. In fact, this is what he wanted to say.
Time is urgent and they cannot allow them to hold a reception banquet for that person. As long as he can save Ye Zhiding, his future will be smooth sailing with the guarantee of the Lan family and the Han family.
As if she suddenly remembered something, Lan Yun suddenly patted Han Yi on the shoulder and said, "We haven't notified her family yet."