After a brief conversation with the person who came over, Ye Zhenqiao walked forward. The person who led the way was not very good, and he tiptoed and limped his feet, trying to keep up with Ye Zhenqiao's footsteps, but in a moment, Ye Zhenqiao was still in the end.
Left behind the distance.
Ye Zhenqiao stepped close to the door of 1616, and saw two people standing at the door, like a door god standing at the door. The two girls guarding the door were two girls, one dressed as a mature and intellectual office worker, and the other dressed as young and cute.
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Ye Zhenqiao stood in front of the two, and they naturally saw Ye Zhenqiao. Ye Zhenqiao looked at the two with a cold face, and they looked back at Ye Zhenqiao with different expressions.
The young girl stretched out her arms to block Ye Zhenqiao, and her eyes did not leave Ye Zhenqiao's face. She suddenly shouted happily with surprise, "Teacher Ye! It's really you! Do you still remember me? I, Lu Xiao!"
While Lu Xiaozui was talking, he also came over and reached out to shake hands with Ye Zhenqiao. Suddenly remembering the person's style of conduct, he took back the stretched out hand, and put the two of them uncomfortable.
When your hands are touched in front of you, you will rub them happily.
Ye Zhenqiao was not infected by the girl's smile at all, but he ignored her, nodded at her, and nodded lightly and responded to her.
The other one stood at the door with a cold face and didn't move for a moment. Until Ye Zhenqiao's eyes fell on her again, she nodded slightly and shouted, "Mr. Ye!" Ye Zhenqiao nodded at her and raised her feet to enter the room.
They were stopped by both of them at the same time.
Ye Zhenqiao glanced at the watch on his wrist and asked helplessly: "Has Mr. Qiao woke up?" Seeing that the two nodded at the same time, Ye Zhenqiao asked again, "How long have you been awake?"
Lu Xiaonan covered the excitement on his face, looked at the other person without any intention of answering, and hurriedly replied: "Just just woke up for a few minutes, Teacher Ye, I heard you..."
Ye Zhenqiao interrupted her, "Who is inside?" Seeing Lu Xiao looking at him in a daze, he replied, "Wang Qing." Then, regardless of the two of them's obstruction, he opened the door and walked in.
There are not only Wang Qing in the ward, but also the two brothers of the Lei family.
Ye Fengqiao's eyes were slightly opened on the hospital bed, and his eyes, which seemed to be awake but not awake, were distracted and could not find the focus.
When Ye Fengqiao just woke up, Wang Qing had already tried to call her softly, but she seemed to be unable to hear anything and did not respond. The three of them looked at Ye Fengqiao who had no response, and were worried about Mo Zhan's sudden death
When she found that her face, which was originally normal, became as pale as paper in just a few minutes of waking up, the three of them were shocked and their hearts were raised to their throats!
Seeing Ye Fengqiao's condition getting worse and worse, Wang Qing touched Ye Fengqiao's pulse, and the increasingly weaker and weaker beating under his fingertips made him panic.
For a moment, he panicked and made him just uselessly calling Ye Fengqiao's name, forgot that he was in the hospital and that there was a doctor.
Seeing that he was almost out of control, Lei Qiqian was about to call the doctor when he suddenly heard something at the door. He turned around and saw the person who had already entered the door stepping onto the bedside several steps. He lifted Wang Qing, who was in trouble, and
Ye Zhenqiao was also shocked when he saw Ye Fengqiao's face. Ye Fengqiao's situation was worse than he had imagined!
When Wang Qing saw clearly that the person who pushed him away was Ye Zhenqiao, his face was startled and turned into surprise. Looking at Ye Zhenqiao's cold face, his expression suddenly became panicked and he shouted weakly, "Uncle Six."
Ye Zhenqiao ignored him. The others in his eyes except Ye Fengqiao seemed to exist. Ye Zhenqiao occupied the position where Wang Qing had just stood, touching her wrist vein with one hand, and lifting her eyelids in turn with the other hand to check carefully.
Her decayed face and her life was drooping. If she were really gone...