Beautiful Wife Conspiracy: My ability is to make money

After hanging up the phone, Ye Shuhua's face was pale, and he didn't react from the phone call just now for a long time.

After about a long time, he finally walked out of the house and went directly to the hospital.

"Mr. Ye, we have confirmed the record of your last visit here. You are indeed suffering from cancer, which is terminal. This may have something to do with your lifestyle." The doctor opposite took off his mask, apologetic, looking But he spoke seriously.

Ye Shuhua only felt that something in his heart collapsed.

His eyes were full of disbelief, he never thought that he would suffer from an incurable disease!How could this kind of thing happen to me!
But looking at the serious look of the attending doctor, it doesn't look like he's joking.

"Is there any help?" His voice was almost trembling, his complexion was a bit ugly, and his usually shrewd eyes were a little cloudy now.

The doctor picked up the examination report and flipped through it, then raised his head.

"The cancer is in an advanced stage, and the possibility of being cured is almost zero. But, Mr. Ye, if you are willing to actively accept the treatment in our hospital, you can live for a few more years." The doctor frowned slightly and explained.

Ye Shuhua took several steps back without realizing it.

"Mr. Ye, I know that this inspection report may be very sudden to you. Accept our treatment, after all, you are human, and it is okay to enjoy the joy of life more."

Ye Shuhua didn't know how he walked out of the attending doctor's office in a daze, his eyes were erratic and without any brilliance.

"Dad?" A voice pulled Ye Shuhua out of his fugue.

Looking up, she saw Ye Qifei standing in front of her.

Ye Qifei had a bit of a cold at first, and even though he has the restoration technique, the power always needs to consume energy, so he went to the hospital to have a look.

I wasn't sure, but I didn't expect it to be.

"Dad, why did you come here?" Ye Qifei continued to ask, his eyes had already swept to the medical records in Ye Shuhua's hands.

Could it be that he was sick?

"Me." Suffering from cancer, Ye Shuhua really didn't know what to say, so she smiled wryly twice, feeling that this kind of thing would not be hidden for long, so she handed Ye Qifei the medical records in her hand.

Ye Qifei took it over, and his face gradually became serious.

Advanced cancer.

She couldn't believe it, Ye Shuhua's physical fitness has always been very good!
Ye Shuhua continued to smile wryly, her lips turned pale, and she didn't want to hide it in front of Ye Qifei, and said: "I didn't know that things would turn out like this, it was fine, who knew that I would suddenly be terminally ill! It seems that I am living It won't be long, you must fight for me!"

The only thing that comforts Ye Shuhua is that she still has a son.

The Ye family will not have no descendants.

Ye Qifei's lips parted slightly, and she wanted to say something, but she hesitated and didn't speak. Her eyes fell on Ye Shuhua, and there was a flash of sympathy.

"I don't have much time, you have to come to the Ye family quickly. I'll leave all the matters of the Ye family to you!" Ye Shuhua said, his voice was a little excited, and his cloudy eyes seemed to see hope.

Ye Qifei frowned slightly, and the corners of her mouth were drawn into a line.

Now in her eyes, Ye Shuhua is a poor middle-aged man who is terminally ill, and pity suddenly surged in her heart, she didn't know what to say, but she still comforted her: "No, your body has always been It's fine, you should be fine."

Ye Shuhua still smiled wryly, how could he not be clear about his physical condition?
Ye Qifei smiled, and pulled Ye Shuhua to sit aside.

　 Although Ye Shuhua had some conflicts with himself, but no matter what, it was a human life, so he couldn't just ignore it.

Ye Qifei reached up and touched Ye Shuhua's shoulder, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he whispered softly: "Reduction technique."

Everything seems to have changed, and it seems not to have changed.

She withdrew her hand, but her face was a little sluggish.

I don't know if it's a cold or the reduction technique.

"What?" Ye Shuhua didn't hear what Ye Qifei said for a moment.

Ye Qifei shook her head and said with a smile: "It's nothing. I was thinking, isn't your health always good? Why did something happen suddenly? Why don't you go to another hospital for a checkup?"

Ye Shuhua only thought that Ye Qifei was comforting herself and shook her head.

"I'm serious, I've encountered misdiagnosis before. It's better to pay more attention than nothing. Let me accompany you to another hospital?" Ye Qifei spoke with a serious expression and worried.

Under Ye Qifei's persuasion, Ye Shuhua agreed.

Even knowing that the possibility of misdiagnosis is minimal.

The two of them went to a reputable hospital and took them directly into the examination room to check Ye Shuhua's body, but the doctor came out with a smile on his face and said: "This gentleman is in good health, there is almost no disease, how could there be any disease?" What about cancer?"

After finishing speaking, hand over the check list to Ye Shuhua.

Indeed, there is no disease of any kind.

Ye Shuhua was in disbelief at first, but after being shocked for a few seconds, the hands holding the checklist began to tremble slowly, with excitement hidden in his voice, he grabbed the doctor's hand: "Are you serious? I'm really fine? "

"No." The doctor shook his head and joked with a smile, "How can you wish to be sick like this! Your health is very good, and it will not be a problem to live for a few more decades."

Ye Shuhua looked excited and smiled at Ye Qifei.

However, this smile is uglier than crying.

His face was flushed, and his trembling voice was full of vicissitudes: "Great! I'm fine!"

Ye Qifei just nodded slightly.

Restoration is so easy to use.

Ye Shuhua still didn't believe the fact that he was in good health, so he went to several hospitals for check-ups, and the result was that he was still in good health.

"Son! You are really my lucky star. If you hadn't given me this advice, I would really have thought I was terminally ill!!" Ye Shuhua looked excited, took Ye Qifei's hand, and repeated.

Ye Qifei shook off her hand calmly.

"Since your health is fine, I'll go first. I have to go back to the dormitory. There are still some things to deal with over there!" After staying for a while, I stood up and prepared to leave.

Ye Shuhua called Ye Qifei to stop.

"When will we go home for a meal together? I'll ask Aunt Du to prepare it." Ye Shuhua hesitated for a moment, but said slowly.

Ye Qifei showed a decent smile on his face: "Wait until I have time."

Ye Shuhua nodded, a look of disappointment flashed across his face, he recalled what happened just now, and tentatively said: "At noon today, you and Young Master Zhuo went to find Zhaolan together? Did you have dinner together?"

Ye Qifei knew this was the case.

It seems that Zhuo Cheng's mobility is quite good.

"Yeah." Ye Qifei nodded calmly.

"Is that something that Zhaolan didn't do well enough to offend you?"

Ye Qifei nodded, and said casually: "It's nothing, she just scolded Zhuo Cheng a few words, and then had a fight."

"What?" Ye Shuhua was on the verge of rage again.

"You should go back and ask Ye Zhaolan about the specific things. Why don't you dare to admit what you have done?" Ye Qifei smiled, with a cold expression on his face, which seemed not so real.

Ye Shuhua nodded.

"Qifei, you have a good relationship with the young master of the Zhuo family. He has canceled all the cooperation between the Zhuo family and our company within a year. Look, can you ask for mercy? After all, it has a lot to do with it!" Ye Shuhua thought for a while. With some words and sentences, with a flattering smile on his face, he spoke to Ye Qifei.

Ye Qifei shook his head.

"The relationship between me and Zhuo Cheng is between me and Zhuo Cheng. If we have to add this layer of relationship to our friendship, I don't think it is necessary. Father should find another way." Ye Qifei's expression on his face Calm, like a calm lake in the same river, the breeze blowing by, can't make a wave.

Her words directly expressed her attitude.

Ye Shuhua no longer insisted.

After saying goodbye to Ye Shuhua, Ye Qifei went straight back to the dormitory.

As soon as I entered the door, I sneezed firmly.

"What's the matter, you have a cold? I told you to put on more clothes, you must listen, really!" Zhuo Cheng, who was playing with his mobile phone on the bed, heard this sound, walked straight out of the bed, picked up a quilt and directly draped over her body.

"Have you bought any medicine?" Zhuo Cheng asked Ye Qifei worriedly.

Ye Qifei put the medicine he had just bought from the hospital in his hand and raised it, with a strong nasal voice, and said while soaking the medicine: "It's okay, but the nose is a little uncomfortable. I went to the hospital today and bought it. Come back with some medicine."

Soon, the medicine will soak up.

Ye Qifei couldn't bear the taste, pinched his nose and drank it.

"Unexpectedly, you are still afraid of suffering?" Seeing Ye Qifei's action, Zhuo Cheng's mouth slightly curled up, and he leaned lazily by the door, joking with a smile.

Ye Qifei rolled her eyes: "The smell is too strong, it's uncomfortable."

After speaking, Ye Qifei sneezed again.

"What's wrong? Is it serious? Taking medicine is better than getting an injection. Do you want me to take you to the hospital for an injection? You'll be fine soon." Zhuo Cheng asked anxiously with a flash of worry in his eyes.

Even he himself didn't notice the distress in his tone.

"It's okay, how can I be so hypocritical! I'm a man, don't I just have a cold? I won't do anything!" Ye Qifei deliberately pretended to be a very machismo, and shot Patted his chest.

Zhuo Cheng was amused by her appearance.

His eyes turned up and down on Ye Qifei countless times, until Ye Qifei was stared at by him in a panic, and when he was about to speak to stop her, Zhuo Cheng took the lead:
"With your small body, I think it's fine. A cold can torture you like this! This thin body is really not as good as a woman's body!"　
Zhuo Cheng's tone was merciless, but also joking.