"So what," Ye Nianmo shook her hand away, "I'm willing to die for her."

After leaving the words coldly, he staggered out the door, and Fu Fengyi and Aoxue hurriedly chased after him.

He walked with great strides, and the door next to him was wide open. A nurse was lowering her head and picking up glass fragments. A woman with her face wrapped around her was lying on the bed. He glanced and continued to walk forward with great strides.

Ding Yiyi grabbed the bed sheets under her hands, and her swollen eyes had no time to capture Ye Nianmo's back as she left. She made a whimpering sound that seemed to cry or howl. The nurse beside her thought she was in pain and hurried to call the doctor.

At the airport, Ye Nianmo walked towards the registration desk with meteors. Ye Bo said beside him: "Ms. Ding has indeed taken the first flight to Los Angeles."

"Help me handle the plane to Los Angeles as soon as possible." Ye Nianmo punched the wall, feeling unbearable. How could that woman run away while she was unconscious? He must catch her.

Seeing the young master encouraged to support his body, Ye Bo tried to convince him, "Los Angeles is very big, and you may not be able to find Sister Yiyi Xiao when you go now. I think it is,"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Nianmo's sharp eyes made him unable to continue speaking. He had to nod, "I'll do it right away."

"I'll go too." Ao Xue, who had been following him, said with a firm tone. I'm not at ease with you like this. If you want to find her, I'll accompany you too. If you find me, I'll come back."

Ye Nianmo's gaze never fell on her face, but stared at Fu Fengyi tightly, "Grandma, what have you said to her."

"I didn't say anything," Fu Fengyi stepped forward and looked at him kindly, "She said she couldn't bear the love you have for her. She said she had wanted to leave long ago, and I just bought it for her as she wanted.

Take her away with the air ticket.”

"Enough!" Ye Nianmo's hand hanging down his side rose, and he leaned against the cold wall in pain, and then he opened his eyes and was already firm and confident. "No matter whether she ran to the ends of the world, I will put it.

She got it back.”

The plane took off, Fu Fengyi stood in the hall and looked at the fuselage gradually moving away in the fog, and sighed heavily.

In the hospital ward, Ding Yiyi looked at the ceiling. She took painkillers and her whole body was like a machine without pain. The door was gently pushed open.

"Nian Mo has indeed chased him to Los Angeles."

Fu Fengyi walked to the bedside to look at her, a hint of anger flashed in her eyes, but she hid it very well, "He is still sick. The doctor said that running around like this may aggravate his condition, but he ignored it for you."

Ding Yiyi made a whimpering sound, and it could barely be heard that the words "sorry".

Fu Fengyi took out a piece of paper and pen, and helped her raise the back of the chair, "Child, please let him give up. I really can't lose this only grandson anymore."

She put the pen and paper on Ding Yiyi's hand to help her hold it tightly, and her voice choked, "Write it, as long as you pass this hurdle, it won't hurt in the future."

The paper made a loud noise because of the trembling fingers. She held the pen with difficulty. As soon as she wrote a word on the paper, she made a painful whimper in her mouth. The whimper sounded sharp and low strange feeling throughout the ward.

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A week later, Ye Nianmo was sent back. The doctor said while checking: "Severe dehydration, too fatigue, and malnutrition, what did he do in Los Angeles."
Chapter completed!