Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Guess it might have been that Xu Xuan put his cell phone in the bedside table drawer.

As I was thinking, the phone suddenly rang again, and the ringtone came out of the drawer of the bedside table on the right.

Call him early in the morning, there must be something urgent.

Yan Rusheng reached out, quickly took the phone out of the drawer, and glanced at the caller ID.

It was Bai Jing's number. He sank and quickly picked up the phone. "Hey, Bai Jing."

"My dad ... my dad fainted suddenly and had a fever."

On the other end of the phone, Bai Jing cried.

After hearing the words, Yan Rusheng quickly got up, walked to the closet in three or two steps, while comforting Bai Jing while taking clothes in it, "Don't worry, I will be here in a while, call the doctor?"

Hearing the sound of words, Bai Jing's mood stabilized a little, "I'm in the rescue room."

"Hang up first, I'll be there in a while." Yan Rusheng hung up the phone, quickly changed his clothes, and went to the bathroom to go to the toilet. He simply washed and took less than a minute.

Then left the room.

He glanced at the door of the lifelike room, guessing it must be because he had drunk too much alcohol last night, and she went back to her room to sleep.

Even if she didn't return, Ms. Mu Li wouldn't let her sleep with him, he had no sense of drunkenness.

Yan Rusheng thought while going downstairs.

There are already maids cleaning in the living room. Zhangye has been up very early every day for 360 days.

Seeing Yan Rusheng hurried downstairs, her old man kindly greeted him, "Master Three, is there anything so urgent to go out?"

"Well, something." Yan Rusheng nodded and said, people have passed by Zhang Jian's side.

In this home, only the older housekeeper and Zhang Ye can talk to him a few words, other servants, and some have not even spoken to him.

He just took a T-shirt from the closet and put on sweatpants for convenience, a rare leisure.

At the door of the hospital's rescue room, the thin girl paced anxiously.

Yan Rusheng speeded up and walked over, "Bai Jing."

"Three young." Bai Jing's eyes looked at Xiang Yansheng, his grey and anxious eyes suddenly brightened, as if he saw the dawn and hope.

She followed Su Shi's lifelike ‘three concubines’, but she did n’t dare follow her to say, like a brother.

Yan Rusheng approached, Bai Jing wiped his tears in random.

Yan Rusheng reached out and patted her on the shoulder, comforting her, "Don't cry, tell me about the situation."

"I ... I don't know." Speaking of Bai Lisong, Bai Jing cried in anxiety and choked with anxiety, "He suddenly covered his stomach, his face turned pale, and then passed out."

Pointing her finger at the rescue room, she cried terribly, "It hasn't come out yet."

Yan Rusheng looked at the tears falling down from Bai Jing.

It was really unbearable. He felt his pockets, no paper towels, and no handkerchiefs.

Helpless, he had to reach out and pat her on the back to comfort her. "Don't cry, see what the doctor says."

"Huh." Bai Jing nodded, and she wiped her tears. Although she still wanted to cry, she raised her head to look at Yan Rusheng, and squeezed her lips tightly, swallowing back the tears.

The two waited for a while at the door of the rescue room, and the doctor came out.

Yan Rusheng rushed forward, "How's the situation now?"

"I'm not optimistic." The doctor took off his mask and shook his head heavily. "We looked at the cases you provided and held a meeting in time to discuss treatment options, but ..."