Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

When her heart was numb, Ye Mubai called, and his voice was deserted: "Something?"

Wen Yuan moved his lips while holding the phone, but he couldn't make a sound for a long time.

Her senses seemed to be numb, and it took a long time before she found her voice, and her voice was so dumb: "Ye Mubai, Xiangnan is sick."

On the other end of the phone, his breathing seemed to freeze. Ye Mubai squeezed the phone, and only after half a ring, he said, "How about you?"

"Very bad." Wen Yuan sniffed and said in a low voice, "Can you go back to City H, I know this...I will disturb you."

Ye Mubai was silent for a few seconds over there, which to Wen Yuan seemed like a whole night of torture.

After a long time, he finally said, "I think Nan is also my son."

He paused for a few seconds, "I will be in City H tomorrow morning."

The phone in Wen Yuan's hand slipped down, and she was at a loss. She covered her face suddenly, almost crying bitterly.

Ye Mubai flew to City H at four o'clock in the morning. When he appeared in the hospital, Wen Yuan sat on a bench in the aisle without sleeping. She hadn't slept for almost 36 hours, her face was a little haggard, and it was terribly pale.

He slowly walked in front of her, and the light on the top of the aisle stretched his figure very long, blocking the half of Wen Yuan's face.

Wen Yuan suddenly raised his eyes and looked straight at him.

Ye Mubai slowly sat down next to her and lit a cigarette. Until now, he asked about Xiangnan's condition: "What is wrong with Xiangnan."

He knew in his heart that it was a serious illness, otherwise, with Wen Yuan's awkward character, he would not take the initiative to ask him to come back.

Wen Yuan put his hands on his knees, his eyes hanging down, and it took him a long time to speak lowly and dumbly: "It's a blood disease, a bone marrow transplant or another child."

Ye Mubai listened, did not speak, leaning on the back of the chair, spitting out smoke rings.

In the gray smoke, she couldn't see his expression clearly, she didn't know what he thought, and she didn't dare to ask.

After smoking a cigarette, he went to the door of the sterile room and looked at Xiangnan quietly.

Until dawn.

At dawn, the doctor came over. He and the doctor talked for a while, and Wen Yuan was waiting at the door of the office.

In just one day and two nights, the brilliance on her face seemed to disappear.

When Ye Mubai came out, his face was a little dignified, and his eyes were a little deep to Wen Yuan's.

Wen Yuan pursed his lips, his voice was very soft, "What did the doctor say?"

Ye Mubai ignored her, and walked a few steps forward, but stopped again.

He turned his head, fixed his gaze into her eyes, and then said softly: "We get married and have a baby."

Her lips trembled, and Xiong's mouth undulated violently, staring at him in a daze.

She didn't understand what he meant.

After a long time, she came back to her senses, "In fact, we only need to have a child, no marriage, you have your private life..."

Ye Mubai stared at her with a cold light in his eyes.

When Wen Yuan raised his eyes, he saw the look in his eyes and shrank a little, and then he knew how he mocked her.

"Wen Yuan..." He said, "Don't you think you are too cruel to Xiangnan?"

He took a step forward and stood in front of her less than half a metre away. He said in a dumb voice: "He is sick and needs a normal family and a father."