The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Ye Yuchen suddenly grabbed the priest's wrist.

He stared at him with gloomy eyes, as if he couldn't wait to cut him off with his eyes, and he was frightened with cold anger.

"Your sister and Qingqing are friends. You know the situation of the two of them. Do you think it's very gloating to use this kind of thing to stimulate me? Is it interesting?"

The corner of the priest's eyes twitched slightly, his eyes moved slightly.

He moved his wrist lazily, but he didn't mean to break away from Ye Yuchen's restraints.

"It seems to be true." The priest raised his eyebrows and looked at him, his red lips lightly hooked, and he smiled wickedly and wildly.

He didn't understand how Mu Wanqing was stimulated again.

"But Mu Wanqing is dying, what does it have to do with me?" The priest looked at Ye Yuchen jokingly, disregarding it.

Recently, he just used Mu Wanqing to try to attack Ye Yuchen, but he didn't succeed.

Otherwise, he didn't order anyone to touch her.

Ye Yuchen sneered, "Is it something to do with you? You just need to know it in your heart. Do you need me to specify?"

Mu Wanqing was hospitalized again, and the chief culprit was the priest.

Although this critical illness was not directly related to the priest, it was indirectly caused by his behavior!

"laugh……"

The priest suddenly struggled to get rid of Ye Yuchen, but did not continue to do it, just squinted at him.

He raised his eyebrows, "That's up to you."

Si Xue's condition was deteriorating rapidly now, and the priest had no time to waste time on Ye Yuchen, and turned around to go back.

But at this moment, there was a harsh sound from the ward, which was the alarm sound of the monitor.

Ye Yuchen's eyes squinted, his voice was too familiar.

"Shit!" The priest cursed suddenly.

He dashed into the ward without hesitation, and immediately shouted at the servant, "Hurry up and call the attending doctor!"

Ye Yuchen stood outside the ward and did not enter.

The priest glanced at the monitor with scarlet eyes. He suddenly remembered what Ye Yuchen had just said, and angrily wanted to smash the bed.

"Brother...it hurts..."

Si Xue noticed that the priest was by her side, and she tightly grasped the corner of the priest's clothes, tears streaming down her eyes from pain.

The priest frowned tightly, and didn't know how to relieve Si Xue's pain, so he could only put her in his arms, "Be patient, the doctor will come soon, soon."

Si Xue closed her eyes and tears fell like a bank. She bit the priest's shoulder and trembled with pain.

The pain of cancer is different from others.

This is a kind of pain that swept through the whole body, and the whole body seemed to be slapped by a knife. The constant pain would even make the body numb, but even the numbness did not relieve the pain.

"Young Master, the doctor is here...the doctor is here!"

The servant quickly led the doctor into the ward, she led the way in a hurry, and immediately asked the doctor to check Si Xue's condition.

After the doctor injected her with analgesics, Si Xue's severe pain slowly eased. She let go of the priest's shoulder and then passed out into a coma.

"Xue'er!" The priest exclaimed.

His eyes shrank suddenly, he put Si Xue in his arms, and scolded the doctor angrily, "Hurry up and show her!"

The doctor shivered with fright, and he nodded repeatedly.

The priest put Si Xue back on the hospital bed. The doctor lifted the quilt and examined the place where her osteosarcoma had grown, frowning tightly, with a solemn expression.

"How is it?" the priest urged impatiently.

The doctor sighed heavily, put the quilt back on, looked up at the priest, and shook his head.