Chapter 845: Extra Story: The Battle of Life and Death 4
Seeing her like this, Yi Xiangxi couldn't bear it anymore, "Mai Ma, you go back and rest tonight, otherwise you will fall down first."
She just shook her head. How could she leave Xiaobai at this time?
"Wheat, you must go back and rest for a while, otherwise, you will be even more unbearable..."
She didn't answer him.
Yi Xiangxi had no choice but to ask the nurse to heat up the food that had been cold several times and bring it to her personally: "Mai Ma, if you don't go back, you have to eat something, otherwise how will you survive?"
Qiao Xiaomai held the rice bowl and reluctantly moved his chopsticks, but the rice grains felt like pebbles in his mouth. He couldn't swallow them at all and couldn't eat them at all.
Her eyes just fell on the child's face. Seeing her almost pale and transparent little face, her long black eyelashes looked even more miserable and pitiful...
This is her only relative in the world, her only flesh and blood, and even her only sustenance... If it could be exchanged, she really wished she could replace her pain with her own body.
She gently stroked the child's hair, and slowly, she suddenly noticed that the child's soft black hair had become dry, withered, and even slowly thinning...
She was startled and gently picked up the child's hair again. The child's hair had always been black and thick. She liked to wash the child's hair at noon when there was sunshine. Under the sun, the child's hair was black and shiny, very beautiful.
However, she didn't realize when the child's hair started to dry up? Why did it become so yellow and thin?
She thought this was because the child's condition had worsened, and she was even more frightened. She turned and looked at Yi Xiangxi: "We can't wait any longer. We have to transfer the child to another hospital..."
Yi Xiangxi said slowly: "The doctor said that it is not appropriate to transfer to another hospital in the past few days..."
She suddenly shouted: "By the way, aren't you going to France? We will take the children directly to Europe... We will leave today, just use your helicopter..."
"no……"
Qiao Xiaomai thought that he was unwilling to fly his own private jet, so he stared at him in disbelief and said fiercely: "Why not? With the child being so sick, wouldn't it be okay to fly a private jet occasionally..."
"Mai, that's not what I meant..."
She snorted coldly: "Since you don't mean that, then let's leave today...leave right away..."
"The doctor said that if the child is bumped, he is afraid that it will cause brain problems, and he may suffer from dementia if he does not die..."
Qiao Xiaomai's face instantly turned pale. She stared at him, then turned to look at the child, as if what she just heard was not true at all...
die!
dementia!
Is this possible??
Quack doctor, this quack doctor, damn quack doctor, he can't even detect what the disease is, why does he say that?
However, when she saw the child's pale and transparent face, all her anger and attacks turned into incomparable fear - because she discovered with horror that the child was indeed like a paper man, not to mention moving at this time.
She fell into disgrace, and even if she was gently allowed to take a few more steps, her whole body seemed to fall apart.
Two bodyguards stood at the door, each looking very uneasy.
This is the first time that they have seen their employer's face become so scary. However, it is not anger at them, but a kind of fear and fear that anyone can see at a glance, belonging to a father who is about to lose his beloved daughter.