minister under clothes

The doctor got angry because the intensive care unit was full of people, and no matter how terrible the family background of the patient was, he just kicked them out.

Yan Tou had no choice but to persuade Gabrielle to take Nate away, but he still insisted on staying outside to wait.

With mixed feelings, Gabrielle stared at her son's haggard face and said, "You have to be prepared for any situation."

Yan Tou wanted to grin, but he really didn't have the strength: "I'm only worried about how I should apologize when he wakes up."

Gabrielle stopped answering immediately, sighed after a long time, gave him the coffee in her hand, turned around and pulled Nate away.

Yan Tou still endured the torment of the fever, and sat weakly on the seat next to the wall in the corridor, staring at the vague figure in the glass wall again in a daze.

The longer the time dragged on, the more he didn't understand why he had to quarrel with Lu Qingyi, and whether it was because he got it, so he didn't cherish it so carefully...

But on this planet with billions of people, is there another person who understands how afraid Lu Qingyi is of being abandoned?

If, if Tsing Yi didn't make it through this time, wouldn't the vicious "I won't serve you any more" be the last sentence I left for him?

Yan Tou really wanted to slap himself a few times, but he didn't have the extra strength, and for some reason, he fell asleep slowly on the chair, not even noticing that he had spilled the warm coffee on the floor.

"Oh, the heir to the dignified Rockefeller family, sleeping on a plastic chair like a beggar."

A very hazy loud laughter came into Yan Tou's eardrums, he opened his eyes blankly, saw the prince standing in front of him with big slacks, thought it was a dream, he just sat up suddenly after a few seconds, trying to grab hold of him. His clothes taught him a lesson.

"Don't get excited." Wang Zijin easily stopped Yan Tou who was sick, and said with a curved mouth, "I just came to visit Tsing Yi, do you treat a kind guest like this?"

Yan Tou gritted his teeth: "Good intentions? You are clearly a murderer!"

Wang Zijin straightened his meticulous suit, then walked to the huge glass wall and looked at Lu Qingyi, who was unconscious, for a long time, before softly saying: "That term is more suitable for people in your family."

Yan Tou was so focused on Lu Qingyi's injury at the moment that he couldn't even spare the energy to deal with him, so he just said in a cold voice, "Get out, don't make me angry."

"Hey, I haven't brought out my gift yet, so you don't show face." Wang Zijin slowly handed him a stack of photos: "Things are so strange, don't you suspect who is behind the scenes?"

Yan Tou originally wanted to call someone to drive him out, but when he saw the photo, he froze as if he had seen a ghost.

The photo shows the very familiar shot of the old housekeeper entering and exiting the burning villa. Judging from the weather at that time, it coincides with the time before the accident.

"Presumably you also know that no one will go to such a remote house casually. Lu Qingyi lives in your house, and the servants know best what to eat and drink. Besides, the well-maintained equipment, how could there be a fire for no reason? Fortunately, I have been looking for someone to stare at Tsing Yi, so I took such a wonderful picture." Wang Zijin asked questions one by one slowly: "Your mother didn't leave the hospital just now, but went to see the attending doctor, she may be very concerned Is Tsing Yi's illness, or are you trying to hide something?"

The lunch that day was made by Yan Tou. He remembered clearly checking the power supply and electrical appliances. After the accident, he was not without doubts, but he didn't have the energy to think about it.

Hearing these words now, recalling the symptoms of poisoning that the doctor had mentioned, it was as if my heart had been hit by a boulder, and I couldn't breathe at all.

Wang Zijin smiled: "I not only want to tell you the truth, but I also want to tell Tsing Yi, you don't naively think that I burned him with fire, do you? Can't have him, what do you think?"

After speaking, he left towards the elevator with a grand appearance just like when he came.

Yan Tou stood there dumbfounded, his whole body seemed to be immersed in ice water, and he couldn't react for a long time.

And when he finally reacted, he immediately picked up his phone and told the retired soldier he had contacted long ago: "Wang Zijin has appeared, catch him, and deal with him directly if necessary."

Yan Tou could clearly hear what the bastard said just now, including the word "destroy".

Although his mother's decisive means broke him, but this is not a reason to give others a chance to be presumptuous.

Tsing Yi was still in doubt about his life and death, so he was threatened like this.

Yan Tou really couldn't allow it, regardless of whether it would endanger the image and status of his heir, he could only make such a decision.

It seems that extremes must be reversed.

Yan Tou, who was severely stimulated, quickly subsided his fever, and even his arms were no longer so painful, and his body developed in a good direction at an extremely fast speed.

Four days after the incident, no one could see the abnormality of this noble young man, except for his haggard and thin face.

"Tsing Yi, I always apologize to you, and I always hurt you... Are you tired of it endlessly?" Yan Tou sneaked into the intensive care ward again in the middle of the night, and sat in front of the bed in a daze, holding his lover's hand. Hand, muttering to himself like a lunatic: "I beg you, give me one more chance, it's really the last time, please, don't just leave me like this, I'm not as strong as you, I can't bear it... ..."

As she spoke, she gently kissed the back of his bandaged hand. This time, she was injured so badly, only Bai Run's fingertips were still as perfect as before.

I don't know if it was God who felt sorry for his plea, or was preparing for a new ups and downs, Lu Qingyi's eyelids that had never responded suddenly trembled, and opened a gap in a daze.

"Tsing Yi, Tsing Yi!" Yan Tou was overwhelmed with surprise, didn't know what to say, instinctively called twice, then hurriedly pressed the calling bell, and looked at him with a smirk like a young man in love.

Lu Qingyi's complexion was no longer human, and his paleness could only be described as terrible.

A heavy ventilator was placed over his mouth, blocking the possibility of weak words.

"Just wake up, I know you're in pain..." Yan Tou wanted to say sorry, but he didn't have the face to say it.

At this time, the doctor and nurse had rushed over quickly, took him aside, and checked Lu Qingyi neatly for an unknown number of times.

During the whole process, Lu Qingyi, who was awake, didn't react too much. He just stared at the outermost Yan Tou with his clear eyes, that fragmented body, and didn't even make him frown a little.