The taxi stopped in front of the Jiang family's ancient house. Ye Sibai hurriedly got out of the car and ran inside.
She was wearing powder blue pajamas that she hadn't had time to change out of, and white slippers with bunny ears.
All the way into the house, he saw the old lady sitting on the sofa with a worried look on her face. Ye Sibai hurriedly walked over.
"Grandma, what's wrong with Jiang Siyun?" Ye Sibai asked urgently while holding his waist and panting.
In the middle of the night, he suddenly heard the old lady calling her with a tearful voice saying that something had happened to Jiang Siyun. Ye Sibai was so shocked that his mind went blank, and he rushed over without even thinking.
"Xiao Baibai, you are here, Si Yun, he..." The old lady held her mouth and was about to cry.
"Grandma, what's wrong with him?" Ye Sibai felt like he couldn't find his voice, and asked anxiously with a tense face.
"He has a stomach problem." Old Mrs. Jiang read into the handkerchief, her voice was sad, so desolate...
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Ye Sibai couldn't catch his breath and almost choked himself to death.
He called her here in the middle of the night because Jiang Siyun had a stomach problem!?
The old lady's tone on the phone made her think she was terminally ill and was about to die in a car accident...
The result was that she was told that she just had stomach trouble?
"Grandma, you should see a doctor about this." Ye Sibai was speechless.
The butler on the side was a little embarrassed and had to step forward to explain.
"Young Master Ye, the eldest young master's illness is different from ordinary stomach problems." In fact, he was also a little curious. Why did the old lady call him when the young master was ill?
The old lady didn't explain anything, so she pulled her upstairs.
Walking into a bedroom in the center, Ye Sibai froze on the spot as soon as he stepped through the door, his eyes widening.
In her sight, the powerful man who had always been invincible and dignified like a god, who seemed to her omnipotent and fearless, was closing his eyes at the moment, curling up on the bed like a trapped animal in pain, his face was almost pale,
The back of the hand was covered with blood, which kept dripping on the snow-white quilt.
"He..." Ye Sibai stood there stupidly.
It's not that I have stomach trouble, how could it be...
"Why is there so much blood?" The old lady screamed when she saw the bright red blood beads and could hardly stand.
Meng Shu frowned, feeling extremely helpless: "The eldest young master has been resisting. The needle couldn't go in, so it hurt him, but it's not serious."
Old Mrs. Jiang's eyes were red and her heart was pounding. This was her favorite grandson and the one she felt most distressed about.
Every time I see him like this, I feel so distressed that I feel almost suffocated. In order not to worry her, Jiang Siyun moved out of the old house a few years ago. How long has it been since she saw him getting sick?
Ye Sibai stood there, looking at the man on the bed in disbelief.
Listening to what they said, this is not the first time Jiang Siyun has been like this. Is it an old habit?
But why didn't she know? She had never seen him like this in her previous life?
Also, in her previous life, she didn't care about anything about him at all. She didn't know whether he had stomach problems or not.
"If he can't get the injection, can't he be given medicine?" Ye Sibai suddenly said.
Only then did Meng Shu notice her. He looked up and down with doubtful eyes. Seeing that the old lady had brought her up, he didn't hide anything: "This is nutritional solution. He hasn't eaten for two days. His stomach is too fragile to bear any medicine."
exciting."
"Why don't you eat?" Ye Sibai was slightly stunned.
Moreover, even if you haven’t eaten for two days, it won’t be so serious, right? This chapter has been completed!