The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

These four words, like a thunder, exploded in the flowery ears.

what?

Sound night is dead?

how can that be…

The corners of the lips were twitched: "Brother Cang, are you kidding me."

The other end of the phone fell into a deadly silence again, Hua Yidang couldn't believe the ridiculous news, but rationally told him that it was impossible for Yu Cang to make such a joke with him.

Huayidan felt like he had been hit by something, his head had stopped thinking, his hand was slightly loose, the phone slipped from his palm, and it hit the ground with a bang.

Xia Beiqing's pale face was frightened, and she couldn't make a sound to call him, so she had to climb onto the wheelchair with her arm, and then came to Hua Yinong, wrote on the paper, and held it to him.

However, he sat on the sofa in a daze, and didn't look up at the paper in his hand, like a stiff sculpture, as if he stopped breathing by himself.

Xia Beiqing stretched out his hand and pulled at the flowery sleeve.

The flamboyant long eyelashes trembled, this was like a dream, and he hurriedly bent down, picking up the phone on the ground indiscriminately, but failed to grasp it several times.

"I...I have to go back now, something has happened... Let me tell Shen Zhiyu, you..."

Hua Yidong trembled and spoke incoherently, and she didn't even know what she was talking about.

Xia Beiqing grabbed the flowery arm and handed the paper to him.

Hua Yinong raised a pair of red eyes, her vision gradually blurred by tears.

——Don't worry, if you are in a hurry, just deal with it first.

Hua Yinong picked up the phone and rushed out of the room, dialing Shen Zhiyu's number.

Sitting on the hospital bed, Shen Zhiyu was about to send Xia Beiqin a good night, so he went to bed early to replenish his energy for tomorrow's surgery. At this time, a flowery call came.

After the call was connected, Shen Zhiyu smiled and asked, "Hello, Bei Qing should be asleep at this night. I will trouble you today."

But there was dead silence on the other side, and no one spoke.

Shen Zhiyu felt strange: "Hello? What's the matter?"

The trembling voice finally sounded: "I'm sorry...something happened. I must rush back to Ye Kingdom now. I can't help you continue to take care of him..."

Listening to Huayi's panicked voice, Shen Zhiyu knew that something must have happened.

"It's okay, you go back to deal with things first, I..." Shen Zhiyu rolled over and got out of bed, walked to the door of the ward, but stopped again.

He originally asked He Jiayi for help. In order to extract his bone marrow, the hospital also specially vacated an operating room and called in a doctor and several nurses. They worked for nothing.

After thinking about it, Shen Zhiyu continued: "Classmate Yunci arranged a bodyguard nearby. I can contact a bodyguard to take care of him. Can you give Beiqin your phone first? Let me tell him a few words."

"it is good."

After a while, Shen Zhiyu asked, "Beijing, are you there?"

The sound of knocking on the table rang from the other end of the phone, which was what Xia Beiqing meant he was listening.

Shen Zhiyu said softly: "I have to rush back to Ye Country to deal with something that is full of flowers. I will arrange a bodyguard to take care of you. If you are afraid, you stay in the room and try not to go out. I will go back soon. Okay?"

There was another knock on the table from the other end.

Shen Zhiyu immediately contacted the bodyguard, and when the bodyguard arrived at the apartment, he hurriedly packed his things and left.