Rebirth Eighty Spicy Wife Heads the House

Yan Bochuan held Ye Nan's hand tightly, his rough skin made him feel so distressed that he couldn't speak, and his voice kept choking: "Anan, Annan..."

The heartache will die in the next second. How much pain did his Anan suffer?

Ye Nan suppressed his rolling emotions, looked to the side coldly, and bit his tongue tightly to prevent his emotions from leaking out.

Let Yan Bochuan hold her hand and cry.

Xu Qing heard the movement and stood at the door and watched the scene silently.

Yan Jichuan also chased after him, stood behind Xu Qing, looked at Yan Bochuan and Ye Nan's appearance, and his eyes were hot. He reached out and patted Xu Qing on the shoulder, signaling her to go out and talk.

Xu Qing wiped tears with her sleeve and followed Yan Jichuan out to the kitchen door to talk.

Yan Jichuan looked at Xu Qing: "Is there any hope for your mother to be like this?"

Xu Qing shook her head. She still thought that Ye Nan must have suffered from the sequelae caused by the toxins in her body that were not removed.

Yan Jichuan frowned: "If you think of a solution, it will be bad for your health."

Ye Nan is too old. If this continues like this, he always feels that his life will pass away.

Xu Qing was also worried about this and wiped her tears: "I also want to take her to have a good health check, but my mother is too stubborn."

Yan Jichuan was silent: "I mean to take your mother to Beijing. After all, the medical level there is better, and the top team of medical experts is also there."

Xu Qing shook his head without thinking: "My mother will definitely not go."

Yan Jichuan already had an idea: "Your mother is a person who dares to love and hate. If Jiang Xueying is in Beijing, would she go to Beijing to seek revenge on Jiang Xueying?"

Xu Qing looked at Yan Jichuan with tears in surprise: "Let my mother go to Beijing to find Jiang Xueying to take revenge? Use this reason to coax her to go to Beijing for inspection? This is really not a good idea. With my mother's temper, going to Beijing can not only do you want to go to Beijing.

Poison Jiang Xueying to death, and you can also poison your mother, my grandmother Yuan Hua!”

Yan Jichuan didn't speak for a moment and poisoned Jiang Xueying to death. He had no objection at all.

But he was not so rebellious to poison Yuan Hua.

Feng Shuhua also quietly retreated. She knew that Ye Nan would not poison Yan Bochuan, so she felt relieved.

Standing in the yard listening to the conversation between Xu Qing and Yan Jichuan, he kept silent, but he knew in his heart that Ye Nan's body would be useless to check.

After all, she did not extend her life to her daughter, but changed her fate against the will of heaven and made her confused time.

How can you live?

In the room, Yan Bochuan held Ye Nan's hand, supported the other hand and stood up beside the bed, hugging Ye Nan tightly in her arms. Her thin body was not worth anything in her arms.

Ye Nan had a cold face: "Yan Bochuan, please let go!"

Yan Bochuan hugged her tighter, his face tightly against her cheek: "Anan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Ye Nan struggled for a while, his voice became colder: "If you don't let go, I will poison you."

Yan Bochuan shook his head against her: "Even if you poison me to death, I will not let go, and I will never let go again..."

Before I could say the words, my mind felt blank in an instant and the person fell aside.

Ye Nan stretched out his legs and kicked the person out of the bed without hesitation. With this kick, he felt that he had used all his strength.

With a dull sound, the three people in the room were stunned.

Xu Qing and Yan Jichuan quickly returned to the house and saw Yan Bochuan lying straight on the ground, and Ye Nan sat on the bed with an expressionless face.

Seeing the two of them coming in, Ye Nanfeng said lightly: "I warned him, but he won't listen."

Xu Qing was originally very sad. He didn't know whether he should laugh or not, nor did he know whether his father's body could withstand Ye Nan's poisoning.

He and Yan Jichuan went over and pulled Yan Bochuan up and placed it on the other side of the bed.

Ye Nan looked at Yan Jichuan coldly: "Hurry him away, I don't want to see your Yan family! When he wakes up, you tell him that Ye Nan was dead twenty years ago, tell him not to bother me, otherwise I

I can't guarantee that he will really poison him next time."

Yan Jichuan wanted to say a few words to his elder brother. Looking at Ye Nan's cold expression, he knew that it would be useless to say anything else.

Moreover, it was getting late, and it would not be possible to solve the problem if it was spent here. I went to pull Yan Bochuan up and went out with my back.

Xu Qing helped him and sent Yan Jichuan out of the door. After thinking about it, he still said to Yan Jichuan: "Don't come first in the past two days, I'll do my mother's ideological work."

Yan Jichuan had no choice but to: "I can't control this. I will decide when your dad wakes up."

Xu Qing nodded: "Then you send my dad to the hospital for a check-up. He vomited blood just now."

Seeing Yan Jichuan leaving with Yan Bochuan on his back, Xu Qing stood at the gate for a while before returning to the house.

Then he saw Ye Nan sitting on the bed watching TV in a daze, and gently went over and hugging her: "Mom, if you don't want to see my dad, we will disappear from now on."

Ye Nan came back to his senses and patted Xu Qing's hand: "Don't worry about him, I'll just want to see Fang Lanxin tomorrow? Find me a red dress, and I like red ones."

Xu Qing hugged Ye Nan very pamperedly: "Okay, I'll go to find Fang Lanxin tomorrow morning, you can have a good rest now."

...

Yan Jichuan carried Yan Bochuan to the military hospital first. Fortunately, after a check-up, there was no major problem. The vomiting of blood was also caused by the qi and blood attacking the heart, and it was too sad, so just raise it.

When Yan Bochuan woke up, it was already midnight. A dim tungsten filament light bulb on the roof was on, and it was a bit dazzling in the middle of the night.

Yan Bochuan was in a trance for a moment and turned his head to see the hanging needle bottle and the infusion tube. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly sat up, stretched out his hand to pull out the needle and was about to go down the ground.

"You'd better not move around. If you want to die quickly, just toss."

Yan Jichuan sat leaning against the small sofa by the window and looked at Yan Bochuan quietly.

Yan Bochuan didn't care about the blood flowing from the back of his hand, so he got up and put on his shoes: "Who made you trouble? Ye Nan, I'm going to go back and watch."

Yan Jichuan sneered: "Calm down first, think about how Ye Nan became like that? Do you think she can forgive you if you spit a few mouthfuls of blood and then cry a few times? Are you too naive?"

Yan Bochuan was stunned and his eyes dimmed.

Yan Jichuan continued: "If I were Ye Nan, I would definitely hate you so much. You don't know what Jiang Xueying did! But your distrust directly led to her later tragedy. If you insisted on finding her, you wouldn't have it.

As for what it is now.”

Yan Bochuan couldn't say a word, because what Yan Jichuan said was the truth.

While Ye Nan was tortured, he was angry that her betrayal promise was followed by others.

When Ye Nan suffered hardships over the years, he kept his guard over the past and felt that he was a long-lasting person.

Yan Jichuan took out a cigarette and slowly lit the match, as if watching the fun: "And this matter also involves our mother. Do you think it's easy to deal with?"

After the words came to an end, the door of the ward was gently knocked...