Song Zhi went out to make a phone call and came back. At this time, the door of the emergency room finally opened.

Leng Yeting was the first to react. As soon as he saw Wei Yan being pushed out, Leng Yeting's body instinctively hurried over.

Xiaoyue and Song Zhi also hurriedly chased after him.

"Mr. Wei!" Xiaoyue shouted worriedly.

Wei Yan had her eyes closed, not knowing whether she was in a coma or asleep. Her face was pale and bloodless. There was a bottle hanging on the back of her hand, dripping slowly, drop by drop.

"Doctor, what's wrong with our President Wei?" Xiaoyue asked hurriedly.

The nurse nodded to her and looked at Leng Yeting: "Hello, Mr. Leng, you are Miss Wei's husband."

Leng Yeting did not deny it and asked in a deep voice: "Why did she faint?"

"She is pregnant," the nurse said. "As her husband, didn't you even notice? She is already five weeks pregnant."

Leng Yeting's handsome face was rarely surprised: "Pregnant."

Xiaoyue and Song Zhi were also stunned, but then came, everyone was ecstatic.

"Great!" Song Zhi almost cheered.

Leng Yeting also wanted to say, great, this was the first subconscious voice in his heart.

He looked at Wei Yan on the hospital bed, his dark eyes deep and pleased.

Hao Yuxue's expression also changed drastically, and her already big eyes almost popped out.

She looked at Wei Yan on the nursing bed fiercely. If she had a knife in her hand at this moment, she would go over and stab her to death!

Wei Yan was pushed to a separate ward, and Leng Yeting followed him. Hao Yuxue looked pale and followed Leng Yeting step by step.

Wei Yan had been sleeping, and Leng Yeting sat beside her bed and did not leave.

Hao Yuxue looked at his back silently. Suddenly, she turned around and lowered her head to type on her mobile phone.

Finally, click Send.

Recipient, Ye Xingchi.

Not long after, Xiaoyue's phone rang.

Xiaoyue looked at the caller ID and picked up: "Hello, Mr. Ye?"

Hearing this title, Leng Yeting finally looked away and looked up in Xiaoyue's direction.

Ye Xingchi was coming down from upstairs. The stairs were clattering and he rushed straight to the door: "What's going on? Isn't she a doctor? Why did she faint?"

Xiaoyue was a little surprised: "Is Mr. Ye so well-informed? Our chief health officer has just arrived in the ward."

Ye Xingchi had reached the car door, raised his hand to open the door, fastened his seat belt neatly and started the car: "Tell me which hospital and send me the location."

Xiaoyue reported her name directly without sending her location.

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

Ye Xingchi hung up the phone.

Xiaoyue took off the phone, looking a little confused. This information channel was too fast.

Hao Yuxue was also surprised by Ye Xingchi's quick reaction, but this was a good thing for her.

She looked away expressionlessly and looked at Leng Yeting's back.

Although Leng Yeting said nothing, Hao Yuxue could feel that his mood had changed a lot.

Leng Yeting looked back at Wei Yan, who was sleeping soundly on the hospital bed. His dark eyes gradually turned cold. According to his character, he should have withdrawn at this time, but at the touch of her haggard and pale sick face, somewhere in his heart was like Like a collapse, it arouses strong reluctance and intolerance.

In addition, there is unwillingness.

Hao Yuxue stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Ye Ting, shall we go?"

Leng Yeting looked sideways at her.

Hao Yuxue's voice was very low: "Listen to the meaning of the phone call just now, the man named Ye Xingchi will be here soon. You have been emotionally unstable recently, and I'm afraid you will be irritated by him. Ye Ting, what am I doing here? You are in good health."

Leng Yeting frowned slightly, somewhat convinced by her.

At this moment, Wei Yan on the bed moved slightly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

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