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359. You don't have to make a fuss

Ye Fan reached out to support her, and as soon as he touched her body, she closed her eyes and fainted in his arms.

Before she passed out, she seemed to hear someone calling her name, anxiously for something.

But she didn't want to open her eyes at all.

She felt so tired... She had never been so tired.

She just wanted to have a good sleep.

Even if the sky falls, it can't wake her up from her sleep.

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Zhang Ma put fresh lilies into a vase in the ward, took the cooked soup and poured it into a bowl. She looked at the man sitting next to the hospital bed, sighed softly, and said with distress and worry, "

Mr. Ye, please drink some soup. You advised the young lady to take care of yourself, and you should also take care of yourself. If you collapse from exhaustion, what should the two sisters do?"

The fresh fragrance of lilies swept away the dullness of the ward, and the white petals were still stained with crystal dew.

But at this time, no one appreciated its beauty.

The afterglow of the setting sun spilled in from the window, reflecting the red light in the room, giving the dull and depressing ward a warm tone.

The man's face, reflected in the sunset, was as handsome as ever, with a sense of arrogance and nobility between his brows, like a lofty god.

"Leave it alone, I'll drink it later."

Zhang Ma frowned, "Mr. Ye, you haven't eaten at noon today, and now... even if the young lady wakes up and finds out, she will be worried about you."

Ye Fan quietly stared at the woman lying on the hospital bed, his brows furrowed tightly, and his big hand caressed her cheek over and over again, "Mother Zhang, don't worry about me, I'm fine."

As if to prove that he was lying, he coughed violently as soon as he finished speaking.

He was coughing rapidly, and his handsome face was flushed. From a distance, he thought he looked good, but upon closer inspection, he could see that his face was already sick.

"Mr. Night."

Zhang Ma's face changed, with a worried expression on her face. She walked behind him and beat him gently, her eyes filled with distress, "Mr. Ye, you must take care of your health. Don't wait until the young lady wakes up and you are sick again."

Already."

Ye Fan coughed a few times and gasped slightly, "Mama Zhang, don't worry, I'm fine."

Out of sight, Zhang Ma stood behind him and shook her head, her expression becoming serious, "Mr. Ye, when did you start coughing?"

Ye Fan smiled disapprovingly and said lightly, "Maybe I caught a cold due to the rain today. Just take some medicine and it will be fine."

Zhang Ma was silent for a moment, and sighed softly, her tone full of concern, "Mr. Ye, you'd better let the doctor take a look right away. I'm guarding the young lady here. If she wakes up, I will tell you as soon as possible."

your."

"No need."

Ye Fan's eyes fell on Tong Caiwei's pale face, and his eyes darkened, "Just let me watch over her. It's just a little cold. It'll be fine after taking some medicine. Mom Zhang, you don't have to make a fuss."

"I'm not making a fuss, Mr. Ye, didn't you..."

Zhang Ma hesitated to speak, with a struggling and hesitant expression on her face. She was silent for a few seconds, and then let out a long sigh. Her stiff tone seemed very strange, "Mr. Ye, haven't you heard about everyone in the Lucifer family?"

The legend of the next heir?"

Ye Fan was startled for a moment and sneered, "Mama Zhang, do you believe these unrealistic legends?"

Zhang Ma seemed to have remembered something and said quietly,

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