Zhou Shuyi had tears in her eyes. She knew that the only person she could rely on was Ye Feng.

"Mr. Ye, the hospital just called and said that my mother's condition has worsened."

Ye Feng stood up suddenly, his eyes instantly wrinkled together.

It's okay if his condition worsens.

"Don't talk so much, let's go over now and take a look before we talk."

Ye Feng had planned before that if they couldn't save him, he would help.

I didn't expect that things would become so urgent.

The two of them came to the hospital, and Wang Shiyun happened to be at the outpatient department to get some information.

Not only was he a little surprised when he saw Ye Feng coming, but it only happened in a moment.

"Ye Feng."

Ye Feng followed the voice and looked over, looking at Wang Shiyun's cold face. Her glasses looked even more cold and charming in the sunlight.

"The Rhythm of Poetry."

"What are you..." Wang Shiyun saw him acting furiously, as if something was urgent.

"I went to see Shuyi's mother. I just got a call from the hospital saying that her mother is critically ill."

"Let me take you there. I also have to do house inspections."

Before Ye Feng could finish speaking, Wang Shiyun interrupted Ye Feng, turned around and walked to the VIP ward. It was also an emergency moment and Ye Feng had no time to think too much.

He took Zhou Shuyi to the ward.

Ye Feng looked at Wang Shiyun who was walking in front and mentioned that they had not had much contact since the last time they met.

Wang Shiyun didn't say anything, but she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, but she was confident in herself and could definitely win Ye Feng.

When the three people came to the ward, they saw Zhou Shuyi's mother dying.

The data during this period has not improved at all.

"Wasn't it much better before? How could it be..." Ye Feng turned around and asked Wang Shiyun.

Wang Shiyun turned her head, her cold eyes were no different from before, as if nothing happened before.

"There were indeed no problems with the treatment before, but the condition worsened subsequently. The director also discussed this, but there was no good plan."

Wang Shiyun knew that Ye Feng had personally brought the patient here, so she naturally paid more attention to him.

There are many diseases that they may not be able to control well.

"Shuyi, come here."

Zhou Shuyi walked over, the sadness on her face could not be concealed, and tears were in her eyes.

"Let them all go out. I have something to say to Mr. Ye."

"good."

Zhou Shuyi looked at Wang Shiyun and the other nurses. Wang Shiyun nodded and left the ward with the nurse.

The ward door was closed, and there were only three people in the ward, Ye Feng.

"Mr. Ye, it's all thanks to you that I can live a few more days this time, but there is one thing I hope you can help me with."

"You said."

"I only have one daughter in my life. If I die, Shuyi will have no relatives. Over the years, I have experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships. You are the only one who sincerely helps me."

"I want to entrust my daughter to you so that I can have someone to rely on in the future and I can leave with peace of mind."

Zhou Shuyi's mother's eyes were a little more pleading. For a dying person, this was the only wish.

When Ye Feng heard this, why did he feel a little strange? It was obviously the second time they met, so they gave him their daughter?

Is this too hasty?

Zhou Shuyi also looked at Ye Feng. In fact, she had a good impression of him, not because of his status as the boss.

It was he who gave her a ray of light in the darkness, making her feel that there was still someone willing to uphold justice for her.

Ye Feng felt Zhou Shuyi's hot gaze and did not dare to look back at her.

He felt that he would let down a mother's wishes.

"Auntie, don't worry, I will cure your illness."

"Stop lying to me."

Mother Zhou looked sad.

She had a terminal illness that even the hospital couldn't cure, so what could Ye Feng do?

"I'm not lying to you, I really have the ability to cure you, that's why I came here specially." Ye Feng looked serious.

Ye Feng didn't have time to explain too much to them, so he took out the dragon-marked golden needle and planned to use the dragon chant acupuncture method to treat it.

Just when Ye Feng was about to perform the acupuncture, the door of the ward was pushed open.

A handsome man wearing glasses walked in and yelled.
Chapter completed!