The supreme master of the female president

The cozy little home back then has long since ceased to exist, and the familiar old shantytowns in my impression have also been rebuilt and turned into a residential area lined up with buildings.

"Hey, what are you doing, you need to register for your visit!"

When Yang Yitian wanted to enter the community, a middle-aged security guard walked out of the sentry box and stopped him who was unfamiliar.

Yang Yitian paused for a while, and asked with a faint smile: "Do you know a girl named Yang Xuan? I was his brother who lived here before, and I haven't been back for a long time!"

"You want to find Yang Xuan?"

"She suffered from acute leukemia more than half a year ago, and the real estate agent maliciously defaulted on the demolition payment, and now she heard in the hospital that she has no money for treatment and is about to die!"

"If you go there now, you might see her for the last time!"

The security guard looked at the unfamiliar Yang Yitian and sighed deeply, as if he felt sorry for the girl.

"boom!"

The word leukemia made Yang Yitian, who had just returned from death prison, shake his head as if struck by lightning.

"I warn you, don't make such jokes with me!"

Feeling Yang Yitian's fury, the security guard panicked inexplicably, and said in a trembling voice: "I don't need to tell lies about being condemned by God. If you are really his brother, you should go to the hospital quickly and accompany her through the last stage of your life." road!"

"If you dare to lie to me, I swear you will die miserably, absolutely!" Yang Yitian's bloodshot eyes, gnashing his teeth and snarling with tears, turned around and ran towards the hospital.

He who once wore a battle uniform and was not afraid of death on the battlefield of bullets and bullets, at this moment tears continued to flow down his resolute face.

Ningjiang People's Hospital.

In the intensive care unit, a girl with a pale and haggard face was holding a yellowed photo in her hand, with hot tears pouring out of her eyes, she whispered sadly to herself: "Brother, where did you go, I miss you so much!"

"boom!"

The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open. Before the girl could react, a warm shoulder hugged her into her arms, and then an extremely choked voice rang softly in her ears:

"Xiaoxuan, I'm sorry, brother is late!"

The sudden hug startled the tender girl, but when she recognized this man as her elder brother whom she hadn't seen in nearly six years, she burst into tears and burst into tears: "Woo Woo, brother, am I dreaming, I'm so afraid that I'll never see you again!"

Hearing the sad cry of his sister, Yang Yitian wiped away the hot tears from her cheeks with trembling hands, screaming hysterically in his heart, why is God so unfair.

She is only in her 20s this year, she is in her prime, and she hasn't had time to enjoy life yet, so why is she suffering from a serious disease and suffering from gangrene? What is the basis for this!

"Don't be afraid, Xiaoxuan. Now that my brother is back, even if it is incurable, I will find the best doctor in the world to save you!" Yang Yitian hugged his sister's thin shoulders tightly, and swore with tears and heartache that he would never let her go. Death snatched her away from him.

After comforting my sister for a long time, after she was weak and unable to bear the sleepiness, Yang Yitian left the ward lightly, and at the corner outside the corridor, he took out his mobile phone and said coldly:
"Three days! I want the best leukemia doctor and team in the world, hurry to Ningjiang to meet me! If there are no top ones, then find them all, and they must be there within three days!"