The private treasure of the president of the wealthy family Ⅰ

Chapter 311 I'm Sorry Zhuang Haoran stood silently in front of the ward, looking at the silent faces of the Qin family and Jiang Tianlei, he knew anyone, they might be able to find a solution, but only Su Ruiqi, they didn't dare to ask, especially the Qin family But Mr. Su is God, and he also knows that Mr. Su cherishes his grandson, nothing too serious, and will not embarrass his grandson easily, so how dare they make such a request?

Qin Weiye thought about it heavily, and then said: "No matter what, for Rumo's sake, I will try!"

Jiang Tianlei also thought of a way with a serious face.

Zhuang Haoran looked at them so heavy, his eyes rolled quickly, then he turned around silently, and walked back to the ward step by step, just standing by the door, he saw that the doctor had finished the examination by Kexin, she People also calmed down at this time, lying on the bed, just weeping silently, Yahui and Lin Chuya accompanied her quietly, he immediately walked in and asked the doctor: "Doctor, why did she suddenly have a heartache?"

The doctor put down the stethoscope, looked at Zhuang Haoran and said, "There are many reasons for heart pain, and the one you all know directly is heart disease..."

Yahui immediately looked at the doctor nervously!

Zhuang Haoran also looked at the doctor with hot eyes!

"Don't be nervous..." The doctor said with a smile: "I did a preliminary examination on Miss Tang just now, and this situation has been ruled out. It is possible that in the past two days, because her body is not suitable, more antibiotics have been injected, which has affected her diet and body. The health of various organs, and there are many kinds of heart pain, similar to gastroenteritis-shaped heart pain, cardiac neurosis... This symptom will occur in younger people. Although the incidence rate is low, women are more likely to suffer from it than men The rate is higher..."

"Then this kind of situation will happen when you are nervous?" Yahui recalled that Kexin has had this situation several times.

"Yes, especially when the mood is too tense, the probability of its onset is higher, so...if this is really the case, it still depends on self-regulation..." the doctor said.

Zhuang Haoran silently looked at Kexin who was still weeping silently on the bed.

"However, this is only my preliminary reservation, but I still have to do a detailed physical examination before I can make a final conclusion, but don't worry too much, the patient has been calmed down..." After the doctor finished speaking, he asked the head nurse to give the doctor an immediate answer. Can take blood samples.

The nurse responded, and immediately picked up the empty needle, came to Tang Kexin, raised her pale little hand, picked up the rubber tube, tightened her wrist, glanced at her, and said softly: "You hold back the pain. , I'm taking a blood sample now..."

Tang Kexin seemed to be dead, lying on the bed with her hands hanging by her side, her eyes staring blankly ahead.

Seeing her ashen face, Yahui felt a pain in her heart, so she silently wiped away her tears, sat down and helped her little hands.

The head nurse took a look at her, then picked up the syringe, inserted it into her skin intently, pulled it up, and the bright red blood gradually overflowed, and she looked at Tang Kexin with a little worry.

Tang Kexin still didn't dare to feel any pain and looked at the bamboo forest, her tears fell down, forming painful tear trails.

Zhuang Haoran looked deeply at Tang Kexin, and took a deep breath.

After taking the blood sample, the doctor immediately arranged for Tang Kexin to go to the CT department for an examination...

Zhuang Haoran immediately stepped forward, wanting to hug Kexin, who knew that his wrist was gently grabbed, he lowered his head, looked at the little white hand, holding his wrist, it was cold and soft, revealing the despair of death. Bai, he raised his head to look at her.

"I want to leave this place..." She lay on the bed, looked at the bamboo shadow with a pale face, and cried softly with tears in her eyes.

"But you're not in good health yet?" Yahui called her distressedly.

"Okay..." Zhuang Haoran said flatly, "After the inspection, let's go, okay?"

The little hand was gently lowered and hung aside.

Zhuang Haoran silently hugged her cold body, carefully placed it on the mobile bed, then picked up the quilt to cover her lightly, raised his head to let the nurse push her out.

The mobile bed moved forward slowly, passing one, two, and three fluorescent lamps on the top.

Tang Kexin raised her head to look at that place, tears rolling down warmly.

Everyone followed her in silence.

That person is getting farther and farther away from that person, like that cold little bed, turning a small iron wheel, like the cycle of life.

The sky is so dark, I don't want to care about the things in that world for the time being, and I can't remember them.

After Kexin finished the examination, the report didn't come out so soon, so Zhuang Haoran hugged her silently, left the hospital, and then drove her and Yahui in person. Accompanied by Lin Chuya and his group of bodyguards, they drove slowly to the passageway. Going to the quiet Mulan Avenue of her home...Ke Xin was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt and a dark blue vest and long skirt, her face was pressed against the window, her eyes were empty looking at the green trees outside the window, she was still silent .

While driving the car slowly, Zhuang Haoran turned his head and glanced at Ke Xin, she was still silent and haggard, he took a deep breath.

A gust of breeze came, bringing a burst of fragrance.

Tang Kexin smelled the fragrance, her eyes turned empty, and she raised her head slightly to find the fragrance, but at this moment, small yellow fluffy flowers were flying all over the sky, some of them were floating among the green leaves, some of them were floating in the air. In front of several old attics, some fell to the ground one after another, letting the vehicle toss and turn... Some escaped the bad luck, floated gently in front of the car mirror, and floated into the car...

Zhuang Haoran couldn't help slowing down the car, smelled it subconsciously, then smiled a little, and said, "It smells so good... what kind of flower is this?"

Tang Kexin raised her head slightly and looked at the flowers flying in the sky, floating in the air like snow, as gentle as little thoughts in love, she quietly stretched out her slender hand, put it outside the window, and saved a little The snow-like flower was in the palm of my hand, watching it just stop, then drift away with the wind, and finally said softly: "Acacia flower..."

After speaking, his eyes turned red very quickly.

Her eyes flickered, she swallowed her tears back into her body, and finally saw the small attic of her home, half hidden behind the magnolia tree...

Zhuang Haoran also drove the car silently, and parked slowly under the small attic, Lin Chuya and the others also drove Yahui downstairs.

Tang Kexin got out of the car weakly, stood in the wind blowing with lovesickness flowers, and glanced at the little yellow flying flowers all over the sky, like a group of shining elves, flapping the wings of yearning in the air. Circling in her own world, her eyes dimmed for a moment, and she turned around and walked forward alone. Yahui quickly helped her up, and also walked forward silently. Lin Chuya and the others wanted to move forward, but Zhuang Haoran blocked it with his hands. ...

"What? Don't send it up?" Lin Chuya turned his head to look at Zhuang Haoran and asked.

Zhuang Haoran watched Kexin's feeble steps, moving towards the small attic step by step, he said quietly: "She is used to licking her own wounds, let her recover slowly."

After hearing this, Lin Chuya and the others could only stand aside silently, looking at Tang Kexin.

Acacia flowers, and then continue to drift.

Tang Kexin walked back home in silence, raised her headband to take a look at the surrounding environment, and then asked feebly, "What day is it today?"

Yahui looked at Kexin worriedly and said, "Friday..."

Tang Kexin nodded slightly, and she didn't make a sound anymore. She walked into the room silently like dead ashes, gently took off her pajamas, and walked into the bathroom.

Yahui looked at her so calmly and terribly strangely, thinking in horror, she wouldn't do stupid things, would she?

There was a sound of water in the bathroom, and a cloud of mist drifted out. Not long after, Tang Kexin came out in her pajamas with wet hair and wet hair. She didn't speak, but walked into the room lightly and lay down peacefully. On my own little bed, I pulled the quilt to cover myself, and closed my eyes...

Yahui followed in, seeing her like this, unexpectedly couldn't say a word, just leaned against the door and looked at her helplessly.

For the next two days, Kexin lay on the bed as if she was dead, and fell asleep without eating or drinking. No matter how Yahui called her, she didn't respond, just fell into a deep sleep like that, sometimes on her back, sometimes on her left. Turning over, shrinking occasionally, sleeping so deeply, the body smells like a flower fragrance, the eyelashes are gently closed, the tip of the nose is pressed against the small pink pillow, the lips are slightly opened, exhaling, sleeping so well fragrant……

Yahui looked at this person strangely.

On Friday night, I slept until Saturday, and when it was early morning, the Sunday morning light illuminated the window sill of the small bedroom, and when the wind swept in at noon, the evening glow shone in front of the window, she was still so curled up. She curled up and fell into a deep sleep, with short hair hanging slightly beside her face, revealing a little whiteness of tender skin.

Yahui sat helplessly by the bed, feeling that it was getting colder these two days, so she added another quilt, and then looked deeply at her.

She still fell asleep deeply, as if she had been awake for 1000 years and was about to sleep for 1000 years.

On Sunday morning, the stars floated in the air, and not long after, in the middle of the night, a low dark cloud came down, a burst of rain gurgled down, and then sent out a cold current, until the rain receded in the morning, and the cold wind was fierce...

Tang Kexin finally opened her eyes slowly, and when she came into contact with a hazy mass of white light, she took a breath, just now she wanted to subconsciously close her eyes again, but she felt a black shadow floating on the shaking bead curtain, She subconsciously felt a chill, which stimulated her nerves. Slowly, she opened her eyes again, and the black shadow gradually became clear. Ren Zixian was wearing a long black dress and curly hair. Leng stared at himself like a god of death.

A deep cold rushes up!

Tang Kexin sat up immediately, looked at her defensively, and subconsciously thought, where did Yahui go?

Ren Zixian laughed for a while, walked towards Tang Kexin slowly, threw his square black bag on the bed, and then looked at her and said, "What are you afraid of? Did you do something wrong?"

Tang Kexin held her breath and looked at her!

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