"Pay more attention. I'm upset. I always feel like something bad is going to happen." After hearing Zhao Xingji's assurance, Ye Ming did not relax because the depressing feeling in his heart did not ease.
How much is still hanging over my head and heart like a dark cloud.
"Don't worry, I will pay attention." Zhao Xingji promised. After hanging up the phone, he shook his head slightly, feeling that Ye Ming was meditating too much. However, although he was not impressed by Ye Ming's performance, he still called to inquire.
In case something happens, it will be difficult to communicate with each other.
"What, you said Teacher Yang is in the hospital!" The call was connected. After a few seconds, the smile on his face faded and a low roar came out, "What's going on? What the hell is going on?"
After roaring loudly for a few times, Zhao Xingji inquired about the hospital where Yang Yuxi was located and went straight to the hospital. He kept a gloomy face all the way and did not dare to call Ye Ming because he did not know how to tell him.
Ye Ming asked them to watch Yang Yuxi, but what did he do now? In more than a month, Yang Yuxi had two accidents in a row, and both times he was unaware of it. The first time was when Ye Ming called to tell him
Yes, the second time was even worse. Ye Ming had a premonition and called him. Not only did he not pay attention to it, but he ridiculed him indifferently...
Thinking of the words he had vowed before, Zhao Xingji felt his face burning. It was embarrassing, it was so embarrassing, it was so embarrassing, it was so embarrassing. Of course, while he was embarrassed, a ball of anger was also growing in his heart. If this
It's just a simple accident. If someone did it intentionally, then he can say responsibly that that person is dead!
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Donghai First People's Hospital.
In a ward, Yang Yuxi was lying weakly on the bed. Several doctors were busy around her. Ding Qian and Feng Xujia were walking around anxiously outside the ward.
"Senior, let's take care of the injury on your face first." After looking at the ward for a while, Ding Qian's eyes fell on Feng Xujia's swollen cheeks, and she couldn't help but persuade her. "I'm fine." Feng Xujia shook her head.
"Sir, your eyes are very swollen and there is a wound on your chin. If it is not treated as soon as possible, you may be infected." A young nurse said at the side. Seeing Feng Xujia staring straight at the ward, she paused and said:
"I believe your girlfriend doesn't want to see you like this. If you don't want to leave, I can help you treat your wounds here."
Under the persuasion of the little nurse, Feng Xujia reluctantly agreed. He sat on a stool outside the ward and let the little nurse handle it. He stared at the ward without blinking. The stinging pain caused by alcohol-iodine disinfection did not seem to affect him.
cause any impact.
Seeing this, the little nurse admired his infatuation and became more careful with her movements. Just as she was cleaning the wound on his chin, Feng Xujia suddenly sat up from her seat and the tweezers suddenly slid aside. The little nurse couldn't help but exclaimed and was about to speak.
When I asked, I saw Feng Xujia striding towards the ward. It turned out that the doctor inside had already come out.
"Doctor, how is the patient's condition?" Feng Xujia quickly came to the doctor and asked anxiously. "Are you a family member of the patient?" the doctor asked. "Yes!" Feng Xujia hesitated and said.
"The patient's condition is not very optimistic." The doctor sighed. One sentence caused Feng Xujia and Ding Qian's expressions to change suddenly. They looked at each other. Feng Xujia's lips twitched and she whispered, "Doctor, how is she?
