Xuanyuan Ye put her into his arms and hugged her tightly, "He will be fine. Don't blame yourself."
"This is the only relative I have left, and I can't lose him." Zhong Yuxi shook her head desperately, tears rubbing on his clothes, and a large piece of his white shirt immediately fell apart.
"I promise you, it won't happen, you believe me."
She sobbed softly and said no more.
Xuanyuan Ye helped her sit down on the sofa aside, holding her hand and comforting her softly.
Two hours later, the lights in the emergency room went out. Zhong Yuxi rushed over and stood guard outside the door. The doctors walked out with a cart. She immediately grabbed a doctor and asked: "Doctor, how are you doing?"
The doctor first looked at Xuanyuan Ye, and then said with a smile: "The old gentleman is only highly anemic, and he is fine now."
Zhong Yuxi cried with joy and turned to look at Father Zhong in the nursing car. He was not awake yet and had an intravenous drip on his hand, but his expression had become much calmer.
She held his hand and said softly, "Old monster, you're okay."
After transferring Dad Zhong to the high-level nursing ward, Zhong Yuxi's tense nerves relaxed a little. Xuanyuan Ye had been staying by her side. Seeing that her mood had eased, he suggested, "Go out for a walk?"
Zhong Yuxi nodded.
At the flower bed outside the hospital, the two of them looked at Du Juan, who was blooming in full bloom.
"Thank you." She was sincerely grateful. If it weren't for him, she really didn't know what to do.
"Your father took me in when I was injured, and this time I can repay you." He looked at her and said, "Just stay with him for a few more days this time. I will go and talk to His Majesty."
"Well, thank you." Zhong Yuxi nodded politely.
He smiled and said nothing.
After standing for a while, Zhong Yuxi looked worriedly in the direction of the ward: "Dad may be awake."
"Okay, let's go back."
Father Zhong had indeed woken up and was sitting on the bed eating the fruit that the nurse had just peeled for him. He didn't look like a patient at all.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince." When the nurse saw Xuanyuan Ye walking in, she quickly stood up and said hello.
The fruit in Father Zhong's hand suddenly fell on the bed. He stared blankly at the stalwart man in front of him. The handsome man who was injured and was rescued by his daughter and who took the initiative to create opportunities for the local government turned out to be the crown prince of his country?
Taking a closer look at the people who visited their little home, it was the seventh prince, then the prince, and then the sixth prince. His precious daughter, after all, his good intentions were not in vain. He cast a wide net and caught more fish.
Just as Father Zhong was about to stand up, Xuanyuan Ye pressed his shoulders with a smile: "Uncle, you're welcome."
Father Zhong smiled sarcastically, blinked and asked his daughter for help. Zhong Yuxi nodded at him, and he dared to sit down peacefully.
"The doctor said that you are fine. It's just that you have been suffering from anemia for a long time without being discovered. As long as you do more nutritional supplements in the future, you will be fine soon."
"Thank you, Your Highness, Prince." Father Zhong quickly nodded his thanks.
He looked at his daughter and asked: "Xixi, since nothing is wrong, let's leave the hospital. I'm not used to sleeping in this place, and if my bad friends know that I'm in the hospital, they will definitely laugh at my incompetence. They are all in poor health."
As strong as an ox.”
Zhong Yuxi looked at Xuanyuan Ye, and he nodded: "I'll make arrangements right away."
When he got home, Father Zhong was still being polite to Xuanyuan Ye. He smiled and said, "Uncle, just treat me as an ordinary friend of Xixi, and there is no need to be so outspoken."
Father Zhong touched his bald head cheerfully and laughed: "Okay, Prince's Palace..." He immediately changed his words: "Xiaoye..."
Xiaoye?
Zhong Yuxi, who was pouring tea, almost choked on the word. She looked at Xuanyuan Ye, but he smiled normally, as if he had accepted this numbing title.
By dinner time, he still had no intention of leaving.
Zhong Yuxi deliberately kept looking at the watch in front of him, with no intention of cooking.
But Father Zhong shouted at the side: "Xixi, I won't be cooking today because I'm sick. Why don't you cook something to entertain the guests?"
Zhong Yuxi blinked at him hard, but he didn't see it and kept getting worse: "If you don't know how to cook, go downstairs to your Uncle Zhang's shop to buy some ready-made dishes."
"Uncle Zhang's shop is closed." Zhong Yuxi said without thinking.
"Then go to the supermarket..."
"The supermarket is also closed."
Father Zhong refused to give up: "There are still things in the refrigerator."
"The refrigerator is broken, and so are the things."
Father Zhong was speechless. He looked at Xuanyuan Ye sheepishly and said, "Xiaoye, don't be like her. She is used to being lazy."
Xuanyuan Ye said it didn't matter, and walked towards the kitchen. When he saw an egg, he pointed at it and said, "Let's make an egg."
Zhong Yuxi almost jumped out of her skin. Why did she make it look like his home and say so bossily: Make an egg.
Being the big-headed ghost you are, you can leave early and I will set off firecrackers to see you off.
Of course, she only dared to say these words in her heart. After all, he was the prince, and she couldn't go too far. So, she turned around and walked into the kitchen, saying angrily: "I can eat dead people."
in spite of."
Her cooking skills were really poor. Father Zhong only took one bite and was blowing his beard and staring. But when he looked at Xuanyuan Ye who was eating deliciously, he couldn't help but start to wonder if his sense of taste was damaged due to illness.
Halfway through the meal, Zhong Yuxi's cell phone rang. She looked at the caller and a slight smile appeared on her face. Although it was not that obvious, it still did not escape Xuanyuan Ye's eyes. The speed with which he was eating
He slowed down and looked a little downcast.
"Sorry, I'm going to take a call." She picked up the phone and returned to her room, closing the door.
"Hey..." She covered her mouth with her hand and said softly.
"Are you still at home?" The voice over there was filled with concern and gentleness.
"Yeah." She was about to say something about Father Zhong falling ill, but when she thought of Xuanyuan Ye still here, she still held back and said, "We are eating, have you eaten?"
"No, the company has some urgent matters to deal with."
"No matter how busy you are, you still have to remember to eat." She felt a little distressed. He often got busy in the middle of the night, and his physical fitness was poor. If he continued like this, he might get stomach problems.
"I want to eat the food you cooked." He said half seriously and half jokingly.
"I cook very bad food. I remember one time, I cooked braised eggplant for my father. Guess what, he said that he still feels psychological shadow whenever he sees eggplant sellers in the market." Zhong Yu
When Xi thought of this incident, she became very angry.
A low laugh came from the other end of the phone. It was rare for him to laugh so happily. After laughing, she was about to get angry when he said, "Even if the food you cook is poison, I will eat it all."
Her heart felt warm, but her face couldn't help but blush. She held the phone and felt the heat in her ears. It turned out that he could also say such disgusting love words. She always thought that he could only say two words or two.
Woolen cloth.
Lying on the bed and burying her head in the pillow, her voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, "Then if you are willing to eat, I will cook it for you."
He smiled, and suddenly there was a ringing sound in his ear, "There's a call, let's not talk about it for now, go to bed early tonight."
"Yeah, I understand." Even though she knew he couldn't see, she still nodded obediently.
But she didn't hang up the phone. Just as she was wondering, his voice came again, "Don't you need a goodbye kiss?"
She blushed and hummed into the phone, and he said with satisfaction: "Goodbye."
"goodbye."
After hanging up the phone, Zhong Yuxi turned over on the bed and stared at the ceiling.
She thought, this feeling is like being in love, a little sweet, a little... um... looking forward to it!
"Dong dong" knocking on the door disrupted her thoughts. She sat up, and before she could say please come in, people outside had already entered uninvited.
This room was the one he had stayed in before, and it was filled with the fragrance of a girl.
Here are all the memories that he still considers to be happiness.