President please let go

Chapter 45 Chapter 60 Tears in the Palm
"Nonsense! You will be fine! I assure you, you will not be!" Angrily angrily, Xi Ze's shoulders trembled slightly because of fear.

Mo Yang's weak and pale sick face was reflected in Xi Ze's deep eyes, and his big palms frantically wiped away the beads of sweat that kept oozing from her forehead.

The scorching heat rushed towards Xi Ze, and he could clearly feel that Mo Yang's breath became more and more rapid.

Su Zhi reached to her neck, took off the very old copper necklace she had been wearing, and put it in Xi Ze's palm.

Staring at the old and even faded necklace in his hand, Xi Ze opened the round pendant clasp, and saw a peaceful and loving face——it was their mother.

"Nine years ago, a fire broke out, and there was nothing left in the house..." Grasping Xi Ze's collar, Mo Yang raised her body with all her strength, leaned close to his ear, and said angrily, "This is Mommy's mother." The only thing left..."

Shock flashed across his eyes, Xi Ze held the pendant emotionally and pushed it towards Mo Yang, "Such a precious thing, you put it away."

"No... now it belongs to you." Mo Yang closed Xi Ze's palm little by little, tears welled up in her gray-green beautiful eyes, "Don't be jealous of your mother, she was a bit selfish when she abandoned you. , but not without reason.”

When mentioning the past, Xi Ze coldly turned his eyes away, with a gloomy look covering his brows, "Stop talking, lie down and have a good rest."

"Xize...." A drop of clear tears fell down and wet the back of Xi Ze's hand. Mo Yang snuggled into his broad arms, feeling at ease, and her soft voice escaped emotionally: "Brother..."

A soft call echoed in his ears, mist filled Xi Ze's eyes, and he pursed his lips tightly without saying a word.

The big palm supporting Mo Yang's shoulders arched, tightly hugging the delicate and trembling body in his arms, Xi Ze buried his head in her warm shoulder, and the deep powerlessness made him a little choked up.

"I... I have one more thing..." The fingertips holding Xi Ze's collar slowly loosened, and the scene in front of Mo Yang gradually blurred, and she could only hear herself "pound, thump, thump..." heartbeat.

Xi Ze, who was immersed in sadness, raised his head suddenly, stared at Mo Yang's pale face, met her blurred and scattered eyes, and asked eagerly, "What? What do you want to say?"

The body seemed to be burning hot, and the fever continued, making Mo Yang no longer awake, and the faster heartbeat made it difficult for her to breathe every time.

Xi Ze shook his head in disbelief, and murmured sadly: "No...don't leave, don't leave me..."

Tears flowed down his cheeks, and Mo Yang spat out the messy pronunciation with all his strength: "I...we have...a..."

"What do we have?" Xi Ze hugged Mo Yang tightly in front of him, fearing that she would disappear if he let go.

"There is one..." The weak ending sound stopped abruptly, Mo Yang turned his head, and Ban's arched fingers fell from Xi Ze's collar.

"Mo Yang!" A shrill scream burst out from Xi Ze's chest, shaking the doctors and nurses guarding the aisle...

next day
The decadent Xi Ze sat silently outside the ward, the moment of shock yesterday was still fresh in his memory.

Fortunately, the doctors rushed into the ward in time to give first aid to Mo Yang, and found that she had a high fever for a long time and fell into a deep coma.

The doctors injected her with the newly developed antibody plasma, and Xi Ze stayed by her side every step of the way, without closing his eyes for several hours, talking to her non-stop, and applying cold compresses for her.

In the early hours of the morning, Mo Yang's high fever subsided slightly.

When the nurse informed Xi Zemoyang that all important signs were recovering, he was relieved.

The tall and majestic figure staggered out of the ward, pushing away Qiu Jun and others, and Xi Ze buried his face in his hands.

After a while, Xi Ze raised his head, looked at the warmth in his palm in astonishment, and couldn't help showing a self-deprecating smile. It turned out that he was crying...

In a blink of an eye, half a month has passed since Mo Yang was sent to the isolation ward.

Mo Yang's situation has improved significantly, and it seems that the newly developed antibody has worked.

The fever subsided and her heart rate returned to normal, but according to regulations, she had to stay in the hospital for observation for a period of time.

In order to take care of Mo Yang nearby, Xi Ze lived in the VIP ward across the corridor for half a month, and he even deliberately reduced his work and entertainment.

Although neither of the two said anything to each other, after going through this catastrophe, the relationship between them is quite different from before.

After the board meeting, Xi Ze went straight back to the hospital without delay.

Today is the day when Mo Yang transferred from the isolation ward to the general ward.

Striding into the ward, Xi Ze looked at Mo Yang with concern, and was relieved to see that her complexion had improved a lot, "What are you reading?"

Hearing this, Mo Yang, who was reading a book on the hospital bed, raised his head and smiled at him, "Professional book."

At this time, the nurses came in, "Mr. Luo, your girlfriend can be transferred to the ward. Let's push her out."

A few days ago, Xi Ze's performance when Mo Yang was seriously ill made the doctors and nurses mistakenly think that they were boyfriend and girlfriend, and Xi Ze never appeared to clarify.

"Girlfriend?" Looking suspiciously at that stern and unruly face, Mo Yang just wanted to explain, but Xi Ze stepped forward, stretched out his long arms, and picked her up on the hospital bed by the waist.

"I don't need you, I'll carry her." With a sexy voice, Xi Ze evoked charming smile lines, and looked at Mo Yang tenderly.

Such an intimate scene made the nurses turn their backs shyly and whisper enviously.

"Wow, he's so handsome."

"Handsome, rich, and so considerate to his girlfriend."

"Super affectionate guy! Lucky for his girlfriend!"

These words fell into Mo Yang's ears completely. She clenched her fists and thumped Xi Ze's chest, teasing with a light smile: "Oh, when did you become an affectionate man? Now little girls have eyes Question?"

"Hey, are you a tigress?" Indulgent glances flashed in the deep black eyes, and Xi Ze's arms were even closer, "I am such a good man in front of you, you should cherish it. Be careful of me Don't fall in love with me!"

"Who's afraid?" Mo Yang raised her brows delicately, wrapping Xi Ze's neck tightly, her cheek pressed against his heart, "Thank you, but you still stayed by my side when it was so dangerous."

Xi Ze walked down the aisle with Mo Yang in his arms, not shying away from the curious gazes cast by others, as if such an intimacy should belong to them.

"You called me brother, didn't you? Naturally, I shouldn't have walked away." Xi Ze looked back at Mo Yang happily, a soft color fainted in his deep pupils.

Suddenly, Xi Ze's smile on his lips faded, and his gentle expression suddenly turned cold, "Father..."

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