Trapped Beast War: The Inescapable Love Trap gl

Wei Dongyi was still sleeping. She slept for more than ten hours. She didn't even respond to Yong Qingfan helping her change her dressing. With the dim light of the bedside lamp, Yong Qingfan could clearly see how serious the wound on her forehead was. serious.

The wound is not big, but it is deep. It should be pierced by a sharp object, and there are scratch marks on the side. In the bathroom last night, Yong Qingfan asked Wei Dongyi how your wound was caused, but Wei Dongyi Not answering her, this made Yong Qingfan feel very frustrated.

Before Wei Dongyi woke up, her little niece Zhao Jiafei called. Zhao Jiafei stayed in Beijing for a few months, and she neither returned to Xiamen nor went to see the psychiatrist that Yong Qingfan found for her. Even Yong Qingfan disapproved of that set of asexual theories, but when his own sister spoke up, Yong Qingfan could only follow suit.

Zhao Jiafei is a typical double-faced person. In front of her mother, she pretends to be cute, cute, smart and charming. In front of Yong Qingfan, she is simply a king of hell. With a dark face, she can hardly find where her nose is. Yong Qingfan accepted her call "Zhao Jiafei, What are you looking for me for?"

"Yong Qingfan, why did you give my phone number to that psychiatrist." Zhao Jiafei's voice was very indignant, and he asked angrily, "Do you know this is my *?"

"Look for Xiao Ke for your affairs, the doctor he contacted you."

"Why should I look for him? Let me tell you, don't arrange those messy doctors for me. I'm not sick again. "

"Is it not a disease to be rude? You should go to a brain doctor directly. It's useless to find a psychiatrist. Your head is broken. No matter how beautiful your mind is, it can't save your attitude."

"My illness is also inherited." Faced with Yong Qingfan's accusation, Zhao Jiafei was not timid. "It's still inherited from another generation. It's inherited from my aunt's head and her shamelessness. What do you think, auntie."

Yong Qingfan chuckled, "Isn't there a saying among you young people that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and each generation is more wavering than the next generation. When you have had enough waves, go home and continue to be your good daughter obediently, and honor your mother well."

"Heh, a woman who ran away from home in her teens has the face to teach me how to be a good daughter?" Zhao Jiafei continued to stab her with the principle of not blowing up Yong Qingfan's anger, "Auntie, you have been outside for so many years, do you have any thoughts?" Have you ever wanted a child? I advise you not to have a child. If the child is like you, what can you do? But then again, you will not be able to give birth now. You are almost 50 years old, half of your body is lying in a coffin, It’s better not to harm the next generation, you’ve done so much to your heart, you’d better find a quiet place to live your life and avoid retribution.”

After she finished speaking, Yong Qingfan fell silent, Zhao Jiafei waited for a while, and then said, "Don't be too sad, my mother has already said that if my aunt really has no more children, ask me to die for you." , Let you go peacefully, reincarnate in the next life, be a "good daughter", not make your mother mad, and still be happy outside, I don't know how to write filial piety."

Yong Qingfan has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, how could he be stimulated by her few words, she just went to make tea, wearing earphones is not convenient to answer, but Zhao Jiafei thought that he had won the war again, and sneered over there, "Grandma used to often Said, if my aunt is lonely outside, I will want to go back to her. After so long, my aunt is still lonely, and my grandma doesn’t remember you anymore. You have nothing but money. Auntie, what do you have left? What next? Do you really think you have succeeded? Hehe, don’t you think you are pathetic?”

Yong Qingfan's voice paused, "Aren't you going to take pictures today?"

"Don't worry about it." Zhao Jiafei might be crossing the road, and Yong Qingfan could clearly hear the car horn on her side through the microphone, "Mind your own business and leave me alone, is that clear?"

A 30-year-old woman is still so hostile, Yong Qingfan let her make trouble, "If you have anything to do, just ask Xiao Ke, he will help you."

"I'll call you if I have anything to do, who told you to owe me." Zhao Jiafei's voice fluctuated from near to far away, and he didn't know what he was doing.

The phone was hung up in a hurry, Yong Qingfan took off the headset, stood up, walked to the bed, bent down and touched Wei Dongyi's forehead, her forehead was very hot, her cheeks were flushed, and her breathing was heavy.

Wei Dongyi had a fever, and Yong Qingfan remembered the private doctor's advice before he left, quickly found out the address book, and called Dr. Fan.

Dr. Fan suggested to go to the hospital. Although Yong Qingfan didn't quite agree with his opinion, she always had the highest respect for the profession of doctors. After thinking about it for a while, she finally nodded and agreed to send Wei Dongyi to the hospital.

She got the name of the hospital out of Wei Dongyi's mouth last night, and asked Xiao Ke to go through the discharge procedures early in the morning. Yong Qingfan didn't like that hospital, and even more didn't like Wei Dongyi's emergency contact. In a few words, she sent Wei Dongyi to the hospital where she had a good relationship with the director. As soon as she was admitted to the hospital, she was admitted to a high-grade ward, and she naturally filled in her name on the contact person.

Xiao Ke looked at his boss's smug smiling face, he was a little confused, so "Mr. Yong, do I need to send some people over to guard?"

"No need." Yong Qingfan restrained the expression on his face, raised his head, and looked at Xiao Ke expressionlessly, "Let the dean arrange the most professional doctors and nurses, and don't make too much noise."

"I understand."

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Wei Dongyi was still sleeping, and his complexion was even worse than when he was in the hotel. Yong Qingfan's aura was terribly frightening, and Xiao Ke's feet trembled. "Boss Yong, I'll go and urge the doctor again."

Yong Qingfan couldn't hear his words, she sat by the bed, holding Wei Dongyi's right hand tightly all the time, Wei Dongyi's eyelids fluctuated violently, but he never opened them.

Many years ago, Yong Qingfan also encountered this situation. Her mother was lying on the hospital bed for a long time, and her father was buried for a long time, but her mother still did not wake up. Yong Qingfan waited for her for half a year. There is an obsession in my heart, and I want to tell her mother the moment she wakes up, Mom, your youngest daughter is back and will never leave again.

By the end, the mother woke up and didn't remember her.

The most deplorable thing is not that the son wants to support but the relatives do not wait, but that they are close at hand but thousands of miles apart.

This feeling was very overwhelming. Yong Qingfan was scared. She was afraid that when Wei Dongyi woke up, she would ask her like her mother, Miss, who are you?

Things are people and things are not things, so who to talk to when you are full of your thoughts.

Zhao Jiafei was asking, Auntie, don't you think you are pathetic?