President please let go

Chapter 44 Chapter 59
Wandering outside the isolation ward, watching many doctors in the ward consult Mo Yang, a look of panic flashed across Xi Ze's stern and unruly face.

A day has passed, and Mo Yang's fever symptoms show no signs of subsiding, but tend to become more serious.

The news reached Luo Wentian, who hurried back from the field early this morning and stood silently outside the ward.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Mo Yang's situation is not optimistic.

Xi Ze vaguely remembered Luo Wentian's meaningful words before leaving the hospital: "Fate has a magical power, which controls the trajectory of everyone in the dark. Those who go against it will suffer fate." The punishment here is for you."

Clenched hands into fists and slammed on the glass, brows tightened, Xi Ze never believed in fate.

However, looking at Mo Yang's sickly appearance and her frail face, the slight pain and fear hurt Xi Ze's heart.

"Second Young Master, you haven't eaten all day." Qiu Jun walked up to Xi Ze, stared at his tired expression worriedly, and patted him on the shoulder, "Go and eat."

Xi Ze waved his palm, and coldly rebuffed: "I have no appetite."

"At least drink some water." Handing a bottle of water to Xi Ze, Qiu Jun had never seen him so out of control.

Stretching out his long arm, Xi Ze violently swung Qiu Jun's wrist away, and growled anxiously: "Don't bother me!"

His eyes widened in a daze, Qiu Jun knew that Xi Ze had moved his heart and feelings for Mo Yang, and such an excited performance was completely an expression of true feelings.

"Second Young Master, the best doctor has been invited, don't worry, Miss Mo Yang will be fine." Qiu Jun was not discouraged by Xi Ze's fury, but comforted him more and more patiently.

Suddenly, the doctors came out of the isolation ward, talking with serious expressions.

Seeing this, Xi Ze rushed over, grabbed the doctor and asked, "What's wrong with her? Has her condition improved?"

"President Luo, please calm down." Dr. Zhao said softly, showing embarrassment, "Her situation is not optimistic. We have tried our best, but the virus has not been fully deciphered yet, so..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xize interrupted rudely, and roared aggressively: "Fart! You're talking nonsense! What do doctors do? I invited you here to save lives! You just prevaricate me like this!"

"This..." Dr. Zhao is well aware of Luo Xize's status and power in the business world. Although he was scolded severely, he still had to greet him with a smile, "President Luo, please listen to me..."

Suddenly, Xi Ze grabbed Dr. Zhao by the collar with one hand, dragged him to the corner of the aisle easily, pressed him firmly against the corner, narrowed his eyes coldly, and threatened coldly: "Treatment!" It's not good for her, and you don't even want to be in the medical field! I, Luo Xize, will do what I say! Therefore, for your future and career, there is only one way, and that is to save her!"

"Ah... yes... yes..." Dr. Zhao nodded in horror, his neck was pressed by Xi Ze's elbow, he couldn't help panting, "I will try my best... try my best..."

"Get out! Go and study a plan to save her for me!" Fingertips let go of his collar, and with a wave of his hand, he was thrown out of sight.

in the afternoon
Xi Ze sat on the bench in the aisle, resting his fingertips on his forehead, and the nurses reported Mo Yang's situation to him at any time.

A high fever of 38 degrees 5, the fever not only did not subside, and even began to appear symptoms of dyspnea and rapid heart rate.

He couldn't bear to lie down on the glass, watching Mo Yang wrinkle that pale little face with his own eyes, but he was helpless.

A nurse wearing an isolation suit walked out of the ward. In an instant, Xi Ze got up quickly and rushed to the isolation ward.

Qiu Jun saw his intention, hugged Xi Ze from behind, and tried his best to stop him: "Second Young Master, you can't go in! Viruses are contagious and will kill people!"

"I can't die!" Xi Ze naturally knew that what Qiu Jun said was true, but at this moment, he couldn't care less.

"Second Young Master, wait outside patiently!" Qiu Jun's arms were about to lose strength, and his persuasive tone became more and more anxious.

With a firm light shining in his dark eyes as deep as a pool, Xi Ze decisively swung Qiu Jun away and broke into the isolation ward.

The two nurses who were taking care of Mo Yang saw him walk in without even wearing an isolation suit, they were at a loss in panic, "Sir, you..."

"Get out of here! Do you hear me!" Xi Ze yelled forcefully with a ferocious and terrifying expression on his stern face.

The nurses had never seen such a madman, and ran out of the ward with their faces covered in tears.

With a tall body leaning against the door, Xi Ze raised his head and locked the door. At the same time, he lowered the blinds behind the transparent glass to block the view from the outside.

Gently walking to the hospital bed, Xi Ze sat leaning on the side of the bed, caressing Mo Yang's sweaty forehead with his big and generous palm, his cold eyes were full of tenderness.

As if feeling something, Mo Yang, who was still in a coma, frowned, and her chapped lips struggled to move.

Xi Ze leaned closer to her, regardless of the danger of being infected, "What do you want to say?"

The tightly closed eyelids opened slowly at this time, revealing those gray-green beautiful eyes, and Mo Yang looked up at his handsome but tired face in disbelief.

"Xize...what's wrong with you?" Although Mo Yang had been in a coma for a long time, she could vaguely hear the conversations of the doctors, and knew that she had contracted a serious disease and might die.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Seeing that she woke up, Xi Ze smiled excitedly, wrapped her slender fingertips with his big palm, and comforted her softly: "You just have a fever, as long as you When the fever goes away, you'll be cured."

Xi Ze couldn't figure out whether this reassurance was meant for Mo Yang, or for himself.

"You look tired..." Burning in a trance, Mo Yang still raised the back of his hand with great effort and slid across Xi Ze's face weakly, "Go and rest..."

"I'm here to take care of you." After observing outside the ward for so long, Xi Ze generally knew how to take care of Mo Yang, imitating the nurse's action, soaking a sterilized wet wipe in ice water and applying it on her forehead.

Sweat drops fell down Mo Yang's cheeks, she felt her breathing became more rapid and disordered, and the fingertips held by Xi Ze slowly exerted force.

Xi Ze truly felt Mo Yang's fragility and helplessness. She was the only woman who truly touched his heart, and even a relative who could sacrifice her life to save him.

"I..." The scene in front of me gradually blurred, Mo Yang pulled off the ventilator on his mouth, and wanted to get up, as if he had something to say.

Stretching his hands towards her back, Xi Ze dragged her up and gently embraced her, "What do you want to say?"

"Xize... I may not be able to do it anymore." Tears welled up in his eyes, and Mo Yang gasped weakly.

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