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

Shen Jiayi looked at Nan Zeyu, her eyebrows furrowed as she said: "Yanyan's mother vomits after eating. This is what the full-time doctor who is in charge of Yanyan's mother told me. Mr. Nan, look, Yanyan's mother's problem..."

Nan Zeyu's face became more and more gloomy. He looked at Shen Jiayi with sharp eyes and said coldly: "I'll solve it. Don't tell Xiaoyan first. I'll find a way." The two chatted for only half an hour before driving away from the intersection of Ancheng Villa District at the same time.

Back at the villa, Nan Zeyu walked quickly to the dining room. At this time, Song Yuyan was already sitting on a chair. She looked at Nan Zeyu standing at the door pitifully and said, "Didn't you just come back? Why did you go out again, President Nan?"

Nan Zeyu walked over quickly, sat on the chair, and looked at Song Yuyan who was looking at him eagerly with complicated eyes. He couldn't let Xiaoyan know that her mother had been vomiting in the hospital, but how could he convince her mother again to let her have the surgery as soon as possible?

Song Yudao blinked his eyes and looked at Nan Zeyu who was in a trance. His brows were tightly knitted, and nothing could be seen in his eyes, but his face was very gloomy and his mouth was tightly pursed. Nan Zeyu's lips were originally as thin as a line, and when they were pursed like this, his lips looked like the shape of a line...

Song Yuyan leaned forward in front of Nan Zeyu, looked at him with watery eyes and whispered: What are you thinking about? And where did you go just now? Nan Zeyu came back to his senses and glanced at Song Yuyan who suddenly approached her. Her eyes were like a clear spring, looking at his eyes, with a blank look in her eyes.

Nan Zeyu sat up straight, leaning his waist against the back of the chair, and said lightly: "Nothing, Xiaoyan, please sit down and eat." Song Yuyan said, "Oh," and then sat back in her chair, looking at the dining table. After a while, the table was filled with new dishes. Song Yuyan looked at the steaming dishes and swallowed her saliva.

At the table, Song Yuyan ate heartily, while Nan Zeyu ate the rice in his bowl with a worried look on his face. Ye Mingxuan, who was sitting on the opposite chair, looked at her son who only ate the rice without picking up any vegetables. She frowned and looked at Nan Zeyu opposite her and said worriedly: "Xiaoyu, what's wrong? You don't even pick up any vegetables to eat? Is the food today not to your taste?"

Nan Zeyu raised his eyes and looked at his mother with a heavy look. He stood up from his chair and looked at his mother sitting on the opposite chair and said coldly: "Mom, I'm sorry, I can't eat. I'll go upstairs first." After that, Nan Zeyu didn't even look at Song Yuyan, and pushed the chair away and walked quickly to the stairs.

Song Yuyan, who was enjoying her meal, had no idea what was going on. She buried her head in the bowl and ate the steamed crab meat with rice flour. The crab meat was plump, juicy, sweet and delicious. Song Yuyan was eating it in ecstasy. Ye Mingxuan looked towards the tall figure at the stairs with her beautiful eyes. What happened to Xiaoyu?

Ye Mingxuan turned her eyes to Song Yuyan who was eating deliciously. She said hurriedly: Xiaoyan, what happened to Xiaoyu? Do you know? He never went upstairs without eating much? Song Yuyan, who was struggling with the crab meat, heard the voice, raised her eyes suddenly, looked at Ye Mingxuan with a confused face, and said in a daze: Huh? What's wrong? Aunt Ye

Ye Mingxuan glanced at the golden crab juice on Song Yuyan's mouth, she smiled indifferently and said: It's okay, it's okay, Xiaoyan, just continue eating! Song Yuyan chewed the fragrant crab meat, then lowered her head and sank into the bowl.

After dinner, Ye Mingxuan went upstairs to her son's room. She raised her hand and knocked on the door gently, and then the door opened all of a sudden. She walked into the room with hot meals and gently closed the door. She looked around, but didn't see her son Xiaoyu. She was about to put the food on the tray on the black and gold table on the sofa.

Then a sigh was heard coming from the room. Nan Zeyu, who was thinking about something, did not notice that there was someone outside the room. Ye Mingxuan heard that it was her son who sighed, so she picked up the tray on the table and walked towards the room.

Ye Mingxuan walked to the door of her son's room. Nan Zeyu turned around and looked at Ye Mingxuan at the door. His eyes turned to a gentle look. He walked over quickly and looked at his mother and said: Mom, why are you up here? I'm fine.

Ye Mingxuan walked forward with the food on the tray, looked at Nan Zeyu with a cold face, and said in a reproachful tone: Oh, I don’t know you, you like to keep things in your heart. Mom saw that you didn’t eat much for dinner, so she came upstairs to see you.

Nan Zeyu took the tray with his big hand, which contained a bowl of steamed crab meat, Australian lobster baked with caviar, a seafood-flavored vegetable platter and a bowl of white rice. He placed the food on the tray on the bedside table, put his big hand on his mother's shoulder and looked at her and said: It's about Xiaoyan's mother. Today her best friend came to me and told me that her mother was vomiting and needed surgery as soon as possible.

Ye Mingxuan was shocked and looked at her son Xiaoyu with panicked eyes and said: How could this happen, Xiaoyu, you just do this for now, don't tell Xiaoyan, Mom will think of a way. Go to the hospital with her to see her mother this week. Eat your meal first, Xiaoyu.

Nan Zeyu had no choice but to give up and sat on the bed. Ye Mingxuan stood in front of her son Xiaoyu and watched Nan Zeyu finish his meal before she walked out of the room with the tray. After Nan Zeyu finished his meal, he took a quick shower and went to bed.

For the next four days, Song Yuyan attended classes seriously. Nan Zeyu drove her to school every day and picked her up after class in the afternoon. Friday came quickly. Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan who got out of the car. He rolled down the window and looked at Song Yuyan and said softly: After school in the afternoon, come to Ancheng Hospital with me, Xiaoyan.

Song Yuyan was stunned, her eyes widened as she looked at the handsome man in the car, "Mom? Oh, my mom is still in the hospital?" She looked at Nan Zeyu with excitement and said, "Okay, okay, I'll wait for you to pick me up, Yu, thank you, thank you so much, I'll go to class now."

Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan who walked to the school gate with excitement. He drove to Nan Group. When he arrived at the company, Nan Zeyu was still thinking about how to tell Song Yuyan about her mother. He was absent-minded the whole day, and even Assistant Bai noticed the problem.

Assistant Bai didn't dare to say anything. Time passed quickly. It was afternoon time. Song Yuyan packed her schoolbag, ran out of the classroom, and ran down the teaching building. She was going crazy thinking about her mother. She was thinking about her mother's face during class all day and couldn't concentrate on the class at all.

After running out of the school gate, Nan Zeyu's Ferrari stopped on time not far from the school gate. Song Yuyan walked over quickly, not caring about the strange looks from other classmates. She knocked on the car window, and Nan Zeyu quickly opened the door from inside the car.

Song Yuyan got into the car, Nan Zeyu quickly buckled her seat belt, looked at her tenderly and said: "Sit tight, Xiaoyan, I'll drive past Ancheng Hospital." Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and Nan Zeyu stepped on the accelerator and drove to the bottom.

An hour later, the Ferrari drove to the gate of Ancheng Hospital. Nan Zeyu unbuckled the seat belt for Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan got out of the car and walked quickly towards Nan Zeyu. Her eyes twinkled with starry lights as she looked at Nan Zeyu's cold face and said: Let's go quickly, Ayu, I miss my mother.

Nan Zeyu heard the sense of longing in Song Yuyan's voice. He took the girl's exposed slender arm and walked quickly to the main entrance of Ancheng Hospital. After entering Ancheng Hospital, Nan Zeyu's appearance made all the passers-by who came to the hospital for treatment stop, and their eyes all looked at Nan Zeyu's profile.

Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu's cold profile. As long as he didn't speak, he was as cold as ice. Nan Zeyu pressed the elevator button in the hospital, and the elevator door opened quickly. Song Yuyan took Nan Zeyu's arm and walked into the elevator, and the elevator door closed.

Arriving at the exclusive high-end ward floor, Song Yuyan looked at her mother in the ward. A nurse was taking care of her. Nan Zeyu's eyes turned cold. Where was the best doctor that Assistant Bai had found? Why wasn't he here? His eyes were cold and fierce, and he gently pushed open the door of the ward.

Song Yuyan walked into the ward quickly, looking at the scenery in the ward. It was still so quiet. She walked to the front of the ward. There was a red-haired woman on the bed with a ventilator. Her lips were a little pale, her face was ruddy, and her eyes were closed. Song Yuyan looked at the nurse next to her. When the nurse saw Song Yuyan, she quickly got up from the chair and looked at Song Yuyan and said: Hello, are you the patient's family member?

Song Yuyan looked at the nurse and said sweetly: I am her daughter. May I ask how is my mother these days? Sister. The nurse frowned, looked at the handsome man who came over, and hesitated to speak. Then, she looked at Song Yuyan and said: Well, fortunately, I am the special nurse of this patient, and Doctor Shen sent me here.

Song Yuyan smiled sweetly, turned her head to look at Nan Zeyu and said sweetly: Ayu, Ayu, Ayu, my best friend actually sent a special nurse to take care of my mother, she really... The girl's sweet and pleasant voice echoed in front of the ward. Nan Zeyu's face sank, and his eyes looked towards the bedside, but he did not see the doctor invited by Assistant Bai.

Nan Zeyu walked quickly towards the nurse, looked at her with cold eyes and said: "Where is the doctor my assistant found? Where is he? Why is he gone?" The nurse swallowed her saliva and looked up at the handsome man in front of her who was as cold as ice. She was stunned and said: "Doctor Zhao? He only comes at 10 o'clock in the evening and is not responsible during the day. I am responsible during the day."

Nan Zeyu's face was even colder and frightening, his hands were clenched tightly, what kind of doctor is he, he is only responsible for the night and not the day. Song Yuyan's eyes were hot, tears were about to drip down her cheeks, she held her mother's palm, sniffed her nose and said in a choked voice: I'm here to see you, mom, I'm Xiaoyan! Mom

Nan Zeyu retracted his gaze and looked at Song Yuyan with concern. Her eyes were full of tears. She lowered her head and tightly held her mother's hand, wondering how to tell Xiaoyan that her mother was vomiting and needed surgery as soon as possible. Song Yuyan looked at her mother's sleeping face. Her mother had lost weight again, much thinner than when she was at home.

In fact, the nurse did not dare to tell Song Yuyan that her mother had vomited before she came to the hospital, and she fell asleep after being given a sedative. The nurse was about to move away gently, but the sharp-eyed Nan Zeyu captured this scene.

Nan Zeyu walked over quickly, looked at the nurse and said calmly: Is her mother... The nurse frowned, nodded gently, and said to Nan Zeyu hurriedly in a voice that only she and Nan Zeyu could hear: It has been several days, and she has to take sedatives to fall asleep. She really needs urgent surgery, and the patient is in the early stage.

Nan Zeyu's face was heavy, his eyes were deep as well, he looked at the nurse and said: I understand, please pay attention to her mother's nutrition in the next few days, I will explain the surgery to the patient's family as soon as possible, and also, Dr. Shen, please ask her to call me in the evening.

The nurse didn't ask any more questions, just nodded and walked out of the ward quickly. Nan Zeyu walked to the bedside, walked around the chair on the bed and walked to the side of the bed. He looked sharply at the sleeping face of Song Yuyan's mother and found white vomit stains at the corners of her mouth.

Song Yuyan was busy talking to her mother and did not notice the vomit stains on the corner of her mother's mouth. Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan's mother with a heavy face. He really had to perform surgery on her mother as soon as possible. She could only fall asleep with the help of sedatives. He looked at Song Yuyan's lowered eyebrows indifferently and said, "Xiaoyan, I will definitely protect you and your mother."