Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

When Zhuang Xiaoqiao was in front of Ye Feng, she was always careless, and often made some pranks to scare him.

So when he saw Zhuang Xiaoqiao fall, he thought she was joking with him again.

But he soon found out that something was wrong, because she was obviously having difficulty breathing. Although she was wearing heavy makeup, she could still see that she was flushed.

He rushed over in a hurry and helped her up, "Xiao Qiao, what's wrong with you?"

Zhuang Xiaoqiao's body was shaking constantly, her pale lips moved, but no sound came out.

Everyone around was shocked when they saw the sudden change here.

The two were chatting and laughing just now, why did it suddenly become like this?

Xu Jingxin panicked for a moment, but she still reacted immediately, and hurriedly took out her mobile phone to call the emergency number.

At the same time, the two guards who had been secretly guarding Zhuang Xiaoqiao also appeared quickly.

"Miss, are you alright ma'am?"

The two guards also turned pale with anxiety.

Ye Feng helped Zhuang Xiaoqiao feel the pulse with a solemn expression, and then suddenly grabbed the wrist of one of the guards, "Does she have a congenital heart disease?"

The guard's wrist was grabbed by him, and the pain was splitting, but he still gritted his teeth and replied, "Yes."

Ye Feng's hand was even stronger, "Since you know she has this disease, why do you let her run around? Don't you know it will be dangerous?"

The guard was already breaking out in cold sweat from the pain, "Miss's illness is incurable, and she wants to walk around in the last days of her life. The leader just asked us to protect the safety of the lady and not let us disturb her too much ..."

Ye Feng was distracted at this moment, he didn't delve into the meaning of the "leadership" he said, but just stared blankly at Zhuang Xiaoqiao.

Because she always wore heavy makeup when she appeared in front of him, it was difficult to see her face.

Otherwise, he should have seen her sickness long ago.

At this time, because it happened so suddenly, his mind was a little confused, and he didn't know where to start to heal him.

Since ancient times in Chinese medicine, there has been a saying that "if you don't cure yourself, the onlooker will clear up", which means that you don't treat people close to you, because caring will lead to chaos, and chaos will lead to mistakes.

So no matter what kind of famous doctor they are, when their family members get sick, they always seek medical treatment from outside doctors.

Just as he was trying to think of a cure, Zhuang Xiaoqiao finally woke up faintly, trying to force a smile, "Ye Feng, I'm fine, don't be afraid..."

Ye Feng suddenly became angry, "Are you crazy? Why didn't you tell me earlier? If I knew you were sick..."

"If you had known earlier, you wouldn't have played with me, would you?"

Zhuang Xiaoqiao interrupted him, with a wry smile on her face, "I was diagnosed with this disease since I was a child, so my family has always protected me very well and supervised me everywhere. I also have no friends, because no one dares to play with me. I just want to play carefree like a normal child in the last time..."

Hearing her weak voice, Ye Feng was in a daze.

He always thought that she was used to being pampered by her family, that's why she ran around so recklessly, but he didn't expect that it was because of this reason.

Zhuang Xiaoqiao looked at him obsessively, "Ye Feng, do you know? The time I met you was the happiest time in my life, and I want to spend some more time with you..."

Ye Feng squeezed out a few smiles, "Okay, when you recover from illness, I will accompany you wherever you want to play."

Zhuang Xiaoqiao slowly shook her head, "I don't have time, my body, I can feel it, I can't hold it anymore..."

"Don't say that, if I don't let you go, you won't die."

Ye Feng immediately shouted angrily, interrupting her unlucky words.

"Ye Feng, listen to me. I... I really have no regrets, so don't feel sorry for me. As long as you get old in the future, you can still remember that there was a stupid girl who appeared in your life If I bring you a little happiness, I am satisfied..."

Zhuang Xiaoqiao spoke as if she was muttering to herself, and seemed to be telling her last words.

Ye Feng's lips were trembling slightly, "Stop talking, I'll help you treat your illness first, and you can tell me these things after your illness is cured."

At this time, Tang Boren walked over quickly, "Master Ye, I just asked someone about it, and the nearest hospital is more than ten kilometers away, so I can't make it in a short time. Take this lady to my caravan first." Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."

Ye Feng didn't say any more, just hugged Zhuang Xiaoqiao by the waist.

Her body is very light, like nothing.

Tang Boren hurriedly drove away the onlookers, and Ye Feng and others quickly followed.

…

At the same time, a heavily guarded compound in Yanjing.

An old man who is nearly seventy years old is practicing calligraphy in the study.

On the clean white rice paper, there are vigorous and powerful words "every major event has a calm spirit" written on it.

Holding the pen, the old man admired the calligraphy with satisfaction. This is the best calligraphy he has written in a while.

He is going to frame it, and then hang it in his office, reminding himself from time to time.

At this moment, a man in his forties suddenly rushed into the study.

In his hand, he was still holding the mobile phone, as if he had received some bad news.

"Father, something is wrong..."

The old man's face suddenly showed displeasure. His study room has always been a forbidden area. Besides him, only his precious granddaughter can enter.

Others, even his own son, must obtain his consent.

"How old are you? You panic about everything. What big things can you do like this?"

The old man reprimanded immediately.

The man hurriedly stood still, not daring to speak anymore, but there was still a deep worry on his face.

Only then did the old man calm down, "Say, what's the matter?"

As he spoke, he prepared to put the pen on the pen holder.

"Little Qiao...I'm afraid she can't..."

The man's voice was trembling, and before he finished speaking, he was already crying.

"Slap!"

The brush in the old man's hand fell onto the painting he had just written, immediately destroying a fine work.

Then, with a "plop", he fell to the ground.

"Father…"

…

"Father, are you all right?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly helped the old man up. He was about to lose his daughter. If he lost his father, it would be a disaster.

The old man slowly opened his eyes and said anxiously, "Quick...give me the phone."

The middle-aged man didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly handed him the phone.

On the opposite side of the phone is one of the guards sent to protect Zhuang Xiaoqiao.

After the old man took the phone, he hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

The guard on the opposite side hastily reported to him in detail what happened just now.

After hearing this, the old man felt dizzy again, "Have you been sent to the hospital?"