Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

She opened her eyes wide. Isn't he sick? Isn't he too painful to be hospitalized? Why did he chase him.

As if he knew what she was thinking, Ye Mulin whispered: "You don't know why I chased me? Bai Xueli, don't you know?"

She looked at him, her back against the wall.

Ye Mulin walked towards her, step by step, and finally stopped in front of her, with a much softer voice: "Follow me back."

He grabbed her hand, but she screamed reflexively, "I don't want it."

He stared into her eyes.

Bai Xueli's face is fragile, "Ye Mulin, I beg you, I don't want to go, you can take care of Wen Yuan, why do you embarrass me, why do you always embarrass me?"

She shook her head desperately as if she was crazy, "I'm already like this, you still have to embarrass me, Ye Mulin, do you have a heart, have you thought about me?"

If she doesn't love him anymore, she won't care about Wen Yuan, but when she still cares, she has to face Wen Yuan's existence.

In fact, it is not him that she hates the most, but herself, and she cannot accept that she still loves him.

When she saw Wen Yuan, she knew clearly in her heart that she actually still cared about him.

She squatted down like a little girl, hiding her face and crying.

She was very embarrassed, she felt that she was so cheap.

Ye Mulin also squatted down. Although this kind of action made his stomach hurt, he persisted in squatting down, staring at her eyes, and said softly, "Bai Xueli, why are you crying?"

She covered her face, not wanting to talk to him, let alone talking.

She also knew that she was a little headstrong. She was obviously sick and asked him to squat here to accompany her.

"You go." She muttered: "You go to Wen Yuan."

Ye Mulin sighed, "I have a stomachache right now, Shirley, are you sure you want to keep fighting with me?"

She was still crying and ignored him.

He sighed in a low voice: "Wen Yuan is gone, Bai Xueli, now help me to the ward."

She raised her eyes.

And he smiled faintly at her, his face pale as paper, but he was still smiling.

Bai Xueli was stunned and immediately supported him: "What's wrong with you Ye Mulin."

He looked at her and smiled lightly: "It's nothing, it's just a bit painful. I think it might be an emergency operation."

He smiled, but his fingers held her hand firmly.

Xueli Bai cried again, her voice hoarse: "Doctor...doctor come here soon..."

In the chaos, Ye Mulin was sent to the operating room for surgery. Xueli Bai did not leave. She stood at the door of the operating room blankly. She signed the word because it was urgent.

Wen Yuan came again, but sat a little farther.

Ye Zhenggang and Su Fu both rushed over, and they didn't say anything about Bai Xueli's existence. At this time, his son's life was critical, and no one could accuse him of this little personal matter.

The operation time is not long. The doctor came out two hours later and smiled lightly: "The operation was very successful. Because it was minimally invasive, I could be discharged from the hospital in one week at night. However, I can no longer be so tired after work. food."

The identity of Ye Zhenggang was there, and the doctor could not help but say a few more words.

Su Fu and Wen Yuan simply said a few words, then came over to look at Bai Xueli, put their hands on her shoulders, "It's okay, Shirley, don't cry."

Bai Xueli looked at the night mother with an extremely complicated mood.