277. If you don’t give me your heart, give me someone (9)
She wants to die? She wants to die?
Lei Yufeng stood there blankly, unable to believe his ears.
"If the patient is brought here a few minutes later, I'm afraid..."
Dr. Chen nodded and signaled her to stop talking.
Watching the doctor enter the emergency room, he slowly said to Lei Yufeng: "Mr. Lei, don't worry! Miss Mu will be fine. You are still young, kid..." [
"This child should be healthy, right?"
"Um!"
Lei Yufeng's eyes darkened and his body swayed.
Monan quickly stepped forward and reached out to support him, but was pushed away by his palm.
This was a healthy child, but he was cruelly strangled by himself.
"I didn't know...she's pregnant!" He muttered helplessly.
What would happen if he knew?
Can her betrayal be erased by the existence of an unformed child?
In front of her, he often loses control.
Pamper her out of control, punish her out of control.
In front of her, he was no longer the aloof Emperor of the Night.
Because his heart is moved, he is no different from those young boys.
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Lei Yufeng sat on the chair in front of the hospital bed and held Mu Yiyi's hand tightly. Her face was pale and her eyes were closed. She was sleeping deeply because of the medicine.
How long she lay here, how long he sat here and looked at her, tracing her delicate facial features over and over in his mind.
Standard V-shaped face, crystal clear skin, delicate eyebrows, long and curled eyelashes, small and straight nose bridge, petal-like lips...
He looked at it without getting tired of it, his eyes full of love and a little greed.
When Wei Xi knocked on the door and came in, she thought the man in front of her had turned into a fossil. He was so focused and affectionate, all just for the little woman on the hospital bed.
"Mr. Lei..." Wei Xi walked to his side and said softly, "Assistant Wang is here!" [
Lei Yufeng was silent. After a while, he covered his face with his palms and took a deep breath. He suppressed all the sad and sad emotions, stood up and went to the outer room, closing the door of the inner room.
After sitting down on the sofa, he slowly ordered: "Let him come in!"
When Assistant Wang came in, he held a newspaper in his hand and looked a little nervous.
"Mr. Lei, look!"
Lei Yufeng took over the newspaper, and the front page headline was "Lei Yufeng, President of Lei's International, is suspected of being ill and hospitalized."
He subconsciously looked at the closed inner door. Despite such careful precautions, the news of his hospitalization was still leaked. It was obvious that Mu Yiyi told Han Zhenyu this news.
Whether it was intentional or unintentional, he didn't want to pursue it, but he was extremely depressed.
"Keep an eye on the board. In the afternoon, ask Secretary Wen to arrange a TV interview." Lei Yufeng threw the newspaper aside, his eyes became sharp, "Also, tell Chu Mingzhang to move quickly!"
Assistant Wang agreed and went out.
Lei Yufeng rubbed his painful temples, stood up, opened the door and sat down on the hospital bed.
Looking at Mu Yiyi's pale and bloodless face, my heart was turning over and over again, with all kinds of emotions surging out, including sadness, sadness, love and pity, and...
A trace of hatred!
Didn't the news of his hospitalization leak out from her mouth?