The cold-hearted president falls in love with the vengeful princess

Oteska Hospital, USA

Nan Zeyu was still sleeping when he was awakened by the urgent sound of his cell phone. He frowned unhappily. His mother had a sudden headache last night and he had been taking care of her all night. The cause was that his mother said she was too bored in the ward, so she started dancing by herself. Who knew, halfway through the dance, he saw his mother's eyes suddenly frowned, and she fell to the ground, with her whole body hunched over on the floor.

Nan Zeyu, who was sitting on the sofa peeling an apple for his mother, put down his fruit knife, ran over quickly, looked at his mother nervously and said anxiously: "What's wrong? Mom, you don't feel well." Nan Zeyu frowned and looked at his mother with cold eyes.

At this time, Delis pushed the door and walked into the ward, and quickly called the doctor. Nan Zeyu, Delis and Butler Long carefully picked up her mother from the ground. The doctor hurried to the ward, picked up her mother and ran out of the ward. Nan Zhefang went to buy tiramisu for her mother. Nan Zeyu didn't care about the apple that he hadn't peeled yet, and quickly followed the doctor out of the ward.

He was afraid that his mother had another heart attack. Half an hour later, the doctor came out of the cardiology department with a heavy face. Nan Zeyu walked up to him and asked in fluent English: "Excuse me, what happened to my mother? Why did she suddenly become like that? Didn't she remove the tumor in her skull? How could she fall to the ground in such severe pain?"

The doctor looked at Nan Zeyu with his sapphire eyes. Nan Zeyu had a serious expression and a cold breath between his eyebrows. He said: Your mother is fine. Did she just do some strenuous exercise in the ward? It was a little bit involved in the position of the brain surgery. There was just a little bleeding. She has been rebandaged. Don't worry, Mr. Nan.

Nan Zeyu frowned. His mother was dancing happily in the ward just now. Could it be that Nan Zeyu's body was shaken and he staggered back a few steps. Butler Long behind him saw this and supported his arm and asked: "Master, Madam is fine, don't worry, I'll call and ask the master to come back soon!"

Nan Zeyu turned around and looked at Butler Long and said in a serious tone: "I know, I didn't know that the dance my mother performed would pull the wound from her brain surgery. Are you a little surprised? I'm fine, Butler Long." Nan Zeyu had seen all kinds of big scenes, and it was impossible for him to be scared by such a small thing.

He returned to his usual cold self, looked at the doctor and said: "It's my fault, too. I shouldn't have let her dance in the ward. Can I go to the cardiology department to see my mother?" The doctor pushed the gold-colored lenses on his nose and said in a serious voice: "Your mother is asleep now. I re-bandaged her wound, Delis."

The doctor looked at Delis next to him, Delis came over and looked at the doctor, the doctor looked at Delis and said: Madam Ye has fallen asleep, just push her back to the ward, the wound from the brain surgery has not healed yet, you must take good care of her and don't let her do strenuous exercise. Delis just saw Madam Ye falling to the ground crying and covering her forehead and wailing, her heart was pulled up, it hurt.

With tears in her eyes, Delis looked at the doctor and said in a trembling voice: Madam Ye, is she really okay? It's just a wound, is everything else okay, doctor? The doctor looked at Delis in confusion. Why did Delis not believe what he said? Delis was the youngest nurse in Otska Hospital. The reason why she was asked to do special care was that she was not qualified enough to become a real nurse, so the dean did not approve it.

Delis realized that she didn't look very good. She raised her head and sniffed, holding back the tears in her eyes. Then, she looked at the doctor at eye level and said: I'm sorry, I lost my composure just now. I believe you, Dr. Rojek.

Dr. Rojek is a doctor specializing in cardiology, neurology and oncology. Every word he says is sincere. He has a certain authority in Otska Hospital and is also the doctor that the dean is most optimistic about.

Delis saw that Dr. Rojek's expression had eased a little, turned her head and looked at Nan Zeyu and said, "Master Nan, Madam Ye is fine, let's send her back to the ward." Nan Zeyu walked past Dr. Rojek without saying a word and walked quickly to the cardiology department.

When Ye Mingxuan woke up, it was three o'clock in the morning, US time. Nan Zeyu was lying on the sofa, soundly sleeping. Ye Mingxuan gently got up from the bed and looked at her son's sleeping face. Her son didn't have that cold aura only when he was asleep. His eyebrows didn't seem to be wrinkled so domineeringly, and even the curve of the corners of his mouth was much calmer. Then she looked to the side and saw Butler Long lying on the back of the chair with his eyes closed.

It seemed that she fainted from the pain again, so when she woke up she had no idea what had happened. Suddenly, the growling of her stomach broke the silence in the ward. Nan Zeyu heard the sound first and opened his beautiful eyes. He looked at Ye Mingxuan on the hospital bed. She lowered her head, covering her stomach, and mumbling something.

Seeing his mother's cute look, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he looked at his mother gently and said: Our Ms. Ye, you are hungry, I heard it all, Mom, you are so cute like this! Ye Mingxuan heard someone talking, she glanced and saw Nan Zeyu looking at her with interest with a slightly raised mouth.

Ah, so embarrassed, letting her son hear the rumbling sound of her stomach, Ye Mingxuan blinked her beautiful eyes, looked at Nan Zeyu and said embarrassedly: Well, I...Xiaoyu, mom is really hungry. Nan Zeyu put his clothes in order, got up from the sofa, touched his forehead with both hands and looked at Ye Mingxuan and said: Wait for me here, I will go to the family room of housekeeper Long to see if there is anything to eat in the refrigerator, and bring it to you, mom.

Ye Mingxuan looked at Nan Zeyu anxiously, nodded with emotion and said: "Okay, Mom will wait for you, Xiaoyu, Mom's wound doesn't hurt anymore, really." Ye Mingxuan reached out and touched the heavy white gauze on her forehead. It really didn't hurt anymore, but she was very hungry...

Nan Zeyu looked at his mother's belly. He understood something, turned around and walked quickly to the door of the ward, pushed the door and walked out of the ward. Butler Long's room was just around the corner from his mother's ward. Nan Zeyu looked at Butler Long's family room. There was a password door. His eyes turned and he remembered the password number that Butler Long had told him.

Then he rolled up his sleeves to his arms, stretched out his big hand to the password door, and quickly pressed a few strings of numbers with his fingers. Soon, the door opened. Nan Zeyu walked into the room and saw a big bed. Inside was a sofa and a TV. To the left was the kitchen and bathroom, and to the right was a large refrigerator. Overall, this family room was neither big nor small, and everything was fully available. It was already very good for an American hospital to have a family room.

Nan Zeyu walked to the refrigerator with heavy steps and opened the door. There were only beef tomatoes and a few vegetable leaves inside, as well as a bowl of vegetable salad wrapped in plastic wrap and a bowl of mashed potatoes. Is this what Butler Long eats every day when he is not in the United States?

Nan Zeyu took out the white packaging bag from the refrigerator with difficulty. The white packaging bag was transparent, so the contents of the bag could be seen at a glance. He took the frozen white packaging bag to the kitchen counter and unwrapped the bag. The strong frozen smell rushed into Nan Zeyu's nose, making Nan Zeyu feel uncomfortable in his stomach. How should he cook this for his mother?

Nan Zeyu took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and dialed Assistant Bai's number. Just as he was about to dial, Nan Zeyu remembered that Assistant Bai was in Ancheng, not in the United States. Nan Zeyu threw his cell phone on the refrigerator, poured the contents of the white bag into the sink, and rinsed them under the faucet. He would go to the supermarket to buy fresh ingredients tomorrow.

After rinsing the contents of the bag, Nan Zeyu started a fire. He used the few Western cooking skills he had learned. He washed and blanched half of the beef, then put it in a pot and boiled it. He took it out, dried it, and cut it into pieces. He also cut tomatoes into thin slices and threw the sliced ​​tomato beef into the pot to cook.

There are three stoves in the kitchen. In addition, Nan Zeyu washed the lettuce leaves, and wrapped a small bowl of mashed potatoes on the lettuce leaves and put them on another stove to cook. The mashed potatoes were tightly wrapped in the lettuce leaves. Nan Zeyu wrapped them beautifully, pressed them, added a little tomato sauce, put the steaming rack in the pot, and then put the mashed potatoes wrapped in lettuce leaves into the boiling pot.

At the third stove, Nan Zeyu picked up a large glass bowl and looked at the thawed vegetable salad, which included eggs, kelp, carrots, broccoli and celery, onions and shredded potatoes, and a paste-like vegetable sauce. Nan Zeyu frowned as he looked at the bowl of vegetable salad. It was the first time he saw American vegetable salad like this. He narrowed his eyes coldly and wished he could pour out the vegetable salad.

However, thinking of his mother's hungry eyes looking at him, he couldn't bear it, and gritted his teeth and reprocessed the bowl of vegetable salad with his own hands. Nan Zeyu reached out and tore off the plastic wrap in the large glass bowl. Then he looked towards the corner next to the kitchen and found a lot of salad dressing. He poured some of it in and stirred it into the vegetable salad bowl. Then he cut the remaining half of the beef into shreds, poured in tomato sauce and vegetable sauce, and mixed them into a paste.

In this way, the vegetable salad will have some flavor of meat sauce, and my mother won't find it bland. After preparing all these, Nan Zeyu grinned, took the big bowl of vegetable salad and put it into a small pot, added water, and simmered it over low heat. Nan Zeyu looked at the three stoves cooking at the same time, and he felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

He remembered the last time he cooked was at Song Yuyan's house. She and her mother ate with gusto. He was thinking about when he would go to her house to cook a Western meal after returning to China. He didn't seem to be very good at cooking Western food. He remembered that Li Ma in the villa had learned Western food, so he asked Li Ma to teach him how to cook Western food after returning to China.

An hour later, Nan Zeyu found a large plate in the kitchen, put the prepared tomato beef soup, vegetable meat sauce salad, and lettuce leaf mashed potatoes on the large plate, and carefully carried it out of the family room and towards the ward.

Just as Ye Mingxuan was about to lie down, she saw the door of the ward opened. She looked at Nan Zeyu with surprise. Her son had his sleeves rolled up and was holding a large plate. His face had a cold and cautious expression, really like a child who had just learned how to cook. Nan Zeyu carried the prepared dish to the bedside table.

Ye Mingxuan couldn't wait to get out of bed and move to the bedside table. The smell of three hot dishes wafted from the bedside table. Nan Zeyu looked up at Ye Mingxuan and said: It's ready, but this is all we have in Mom's refrigerator, and there's no rice. You have to make do with it. I'll go to the supermarket to buy ingredients and rice tomorrow morning. After all, this is America.

Mom looked at Nan Zeyu, picked up the spoon from the big plate, and ate heartily. Ye Mingxuan was so hungry that her stomach was sticking to her stomach. She had no idea what the food tasted like, so she just stuffed it into her mouth coolly. Nan Zeyu looked at his mother who was eating anxiously and said helplessly: "Eat slowly, Mom, be careful of the heat."

Ye Mingxuan's eyes widened as she ate, and she gave a thumbs up while chewing something in her mouth and said: "It's delicious, Xiaoyu, it's really delicious. It's okay if there's no rice, this is enough for mom to eat." Nan Zeyu looked at his mother giving him a thumbs up in praise, and the corners of his mouth turned up and he was about to laugh.

What a happy thing it is to be praised. When he thought about how he was always praised by others at work but he always looked disdainful, now that he was with his mother, he actually felt so happy to be praised with a thumbs up. It was a sense of happiness of being recognized.

After my mother finished eating the food Nan Zeyu cooked, she leaned back on the pillow, touched her stomach and said: "I'm full, no more growling, my stomach is calm now." Nan Zeyu cleaned up the bowl that my mother had eaten, took it to the bathroom, and quickly washed it. After washing, he walked out of the bathroom with the big plate. The clock in the ward showed that it was almost six o'clock. He put the big plate, bowls and spoon on the bedside table.

Turning around, he saw that his mother had closed her eyes and fell asleep. He walked over to her and covered her with the quilt. Then, he walked to the sofa and fell asleep on it. Nan Zeyu was not sleeping soundly. When he was about to lie down on the sofa, he was woken up by the ringing of a cell phone. He opened his tired eyes and took out the cell phone from his trouser pocket.

He glanced at the screen of his mobile phone and saw the caller ID was "Song Yuyan". He woke up suddenly without any sleepiness and pressed the answer button. Song Yuyan's voice came from the other end, as if she was holding back her tears, but Nan Zeyu still heard it all.

Nan Zeyu sat up straight and said coldly to Song Yuyan on the other end of the phone: Don't cry, tell me what happened. Song Yuyan sat on the chair of the dressing table, her eyes slightly red, looking at herself in the mirror, suppressing the voice that was about to cry again and said: I have no other choice, please help me, domineering boss.

Nan Zeyu's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. The girl had never made such a sound since the day he met her. Something must have happened to her. Nan Zeyu was no longer cold and said in as gentle a voice as possible: Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, Xiaoyan, tell me what you need and I can help you.

Nan Zeyu opened WeChat and found Song Yuyan's chat box. He clicked on it and found the transfer. When he was about to transfer 10 yuan to Song Yuyan, Song Yuyan's words made Nan Zeyu's brows tightly furrowed like sleeping, and he couldn't relax them at all. "Boss, my mother has early-stage colorectal cancer. I saw her medical records and test results. No matter how my best friend advised my mother, she refused to go to the hospital for treatment. What should I do?

Nan Zeyu was stunned after hearing this. Song Yuyan's mother had early-stage colorectal cancer... The fingers that were transferring the money also trembled. Song Yuyan couldn't help sobbing on the other end of the phone, and Nan Zeyu's heart ached when he heard it. Nan Zeyu said in a cold voice: Don't cry, I'll find a way, don't cry, Xiaoyan.

Song Yuyan wiped her tears, which kept flowing out. Nan Zeyu looked towards the hospital bed. Fortunately, her mother was not woken up. He turned his back to her mother and comforted Song Yuyan tenderly on the phone: Xiaoyan, be good. Wait for me to come back. I will advise your mother to be hospitalized. Xiaoyan, be good and don't cry.

Nan Zeyu never coaxes people, because he said what he thought was the most gentle voice to Song Yuyan. After a while of comforting, Song Yuyan's crying slowly stopped. He then told Song Yuyan to take care of herself and not cry. He told her to wait for him to return to Ancheng, and then he would think of a way, and then he quickly hung up the phone.

After Nan Zeyu hung up the call from Song Yuyan, he dialed Assistant Bai's mobile number and said coldly: Assistant Bai, find me the best doctor in Ancheng and wait for me to go to Ancheng Hospital to take care of Song Yuyan's mother. I will return to China in ten days. Do you understand? You don't need to know the rest. You just need to know that you must find the best doctor in Ancheng to take care of her mother. Her mother has early-stage colon cancer and needs to be hospitalized as soon as possible. That's it.

Assistant Bai hadn't said a word before President Nan hung up the phone. Miss Song's mother had early-stage colon cancer. How could this happen... No wonder, he drove to Ancheng University today and waited for an entire afternoon, but didn't see her with her schoolbag on her back. The president was still so worried about her mother. It seemed that Miss Song was very important to the president!