Saving the Second Male Lead: What to Do When You Enter a Domineering Boss's Novel

Qiao Yisha was stunned at first, then surprised, and finally her eyes dimmed and she shook her head. Nangong Xianyue must have said that because he felt sorry for her because she was sick and felt guilty about her.

Nangong Xianyue smiled and said, "I'll wait for you to say yes."

Downstairs, Qiu Yi and Huating were waiting. When they saw them coming down, they followed them out of the main castle area.

It's hot and humid in the summer, but the ground of the road in Falls Garden is equipped with cooling vents, so the feeling is just right, neither too cold nor too hot.

Hua Ting, who was following behind them, saw their slowly walking backs and suddenly felt a lump in his throat and couldn't help crying.

"What's wrong?" Qiu Yi, who was standing by, was a little surprised to see her suddenly crying.

"Ms. Yisha, you were fine before, but why did you suddenly become weak after we came back this time? You used to be so energetic and dignified, but now you can barely walk..." Hua Ting became more and more sad as he spoke, trying to suppress his tears. "I really don't know what happened. Even Doctor Zhuang couldn't find out what happened."

"She'll be fine, she's just a little weak, but she'll be fine." Qiu Yi comforted her, and also comforted himself.

While taking a walk, Qiao Yisha put almost half of her focus on Nangong Xianyue. She breathed in the long-lost fresh air, and the faint fragrance of flowers permeated her nose, but this did not cheer her up. Her head became more and more dizzy, and the picture in front of her turned black and white, with double images. She couldn't hear clearly what Nangong Xianyue was saying to her.

Nangong Xianyue saw that she didn't respond and turned to look at her face. Her eyes were empty and her head was shaking. She looked like she was about to faint. He quickly embraced her and picked her up, "Isa? Isa, what's wrong with you?"

Qiu Yi and Hua Ting quickly ran forward to help, "Master, what happened to Sister Yisha?"

"Hurry, go back and call Zhuang Qianchen." He carried the unconscious Qiao Yisha and strode towards the main castle area.

Zhuang Qianchen hurried over to check but still found nothing. Nangong Xianyue gritted her teeth and said, "The same thing again. How could she be so weak if she is fine? If you can't find out, ask someone else to do it."

Zhuang Qianchen immediately called another senior doctor with rich experience in the hospital and asked him to bring all the senior doctors in the hospital with him.

Half an hour later, dozens of doctors rushed to the main castle area, crowded around the living room, and carefully examined Qiaosha one by one. They began to discuss with each other in a low voice, and finally shook their heads and concluded: "It is indeed as Dr. Zhuang said, there is no problem."

Nangong Xianyue thought of something and said, "It's impossible that there is no problem. Today I found that Yisha's eyes are also problematic. She can't distinguish colors. Normal people won't be like this. You should find a way to cure her quickly. If she continues like this, who knows what will happen."

"But we've done several blood tests and so many full-body examinations, but we haven't found any problems, so we can't prescribe the right medicine," said the older doctor.

"Yes," the doctors agreed.

"There's one more thing." Zhuang Qianchen pondered.

"Speak." Nangong Xianyue said.

"Human observation cabin."

When these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned, because in Dongzhou, this device would only be needed if one was suffering from an extremely serious illness or poisoning. In other words, if the patient was seriously ill to the point where he needed to be placed in a human observation cabin, there was a 99.9% chance that he could not be saved.

"You guys go out first, thank you for your hard work." Qiu Yi made a "please" gesture to the doctors in white coats.

The doctors left one after another with light steps, and the huge living room suddenly became quiet.

Qiu Yi closed the door and turned around, only to see Nangong Xianyue standing by the bed with a frown on her face, looking at the person on the bed and lost in thought.

He knew that Nangong Xianyue needed time to think.

At night, Joysa tossed and turned restlessly on the soft, sunken bed, and finally slowly opened her tired eyes. She felt that her mental state was extremely bad, as if she was shrouded by an invisible pressure.

With her vision blurred, she turned her head and saw a slender figure in front of the window frame. It was Nangong Xianyue, who was smoking a cigar quietly.

In the smoke, Nangong Xianyue's expression was somewhat solemn, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes revealed a hint of sadness. He did not notice Qiao Yisha waking up and was immersed in his own thoughts. The moonlight sprinkled on him, reflecting his tall and lonely shadow.

"Master." She called softly.

Nangong Xianyue immediately extinguished the cigar in his hand after hearing the voice, and walked towards her with a smile on his face, "Are you awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"It's still the same. I'm so tired." Qiaosha wanted to cry. Although she didn't know what disease she had, the pain and torture that lasted for almost a month made her physically and mentally exhausted. She had no interest in anything.

"I'll take you to the hospital at dawn. Everything will be fine. Have a good sleep." Nangong Xianyue used her fingers to push the hair off her face and gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips.

"Master, you haven't been to Nangong Group for a long time. Is it because I delayed your work?"

"Of course not, the young master wants to be lazy, so he hired an acting chairman and doesn't need me to come over often." He lay down beside Qiao Yisha, hugged her in his arms, buried his face in her hair, and smelled her hair fragrance.

It was only now that he realized how adorable his Isa was.

Qiao Yisha raised her hand and touched his hair. The ends of Nangong Xianyue's hair had grown to his shoulders, but it did not look feminine at all. It added a unique and wild charm to him. Ever since Qiao Yisha said that he would look good with long hair, he never cut his hair short.

"Master, hasn't there been a dance in Firth Garden for a long time?" she suddenly said.

"Do you want to dance?" Nangong Xianyue was a little surprised to see her suddenly bring this up.

"Yeah." She nodded slightly.

"Okay, I'll ask Qiu Yi to draw up a list, and you can ask him to add the names of the friends you want to invite. We'll hold the dance after you finish your physical examination."

"Thank you, Master."

"Isa doesn't have to thank me. Just tell me what you want to do and I will do it."

Qiao Yisha turned her back to him, unable to hold back her tears any longer, she fell and soaked the pillow. She must be dying, that's why the young master was so good to her, but she couldn't let him be good to her anymore, otherwise Nangong Xianyue would be very sad when she died. She had to find a way to make him be good to others.

The next day, Qiao Yisha was woken up by Nangong Xianyue. She asked Hua Ting to wash her up and he personally took her to the Firth Hospital.

Sitting in the car, Qiao Yisha kept twisting her fingers, and a slightly cold big hand suddenly wrapped her two hands together, "Don't be afraid," Nangong Xianyue saw her worry, "I'm with you."

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of the hospital building.

Zhuang Qianchen was waiting for them at the door. When he saw them arrive, he walked up to them and led them upstairs. "Everything is ready. You can go in and check it out directly."

He led the two into a bright and spacious room and then stopped, saying, "Isa, go in alone, or you two can go in together."

"Myself."

"Together."

They both spoke at the same time.

"I'll go with you." Nangong Xianyue held her hand tightly, with an attitude that would not brook refusal.

Zhuang Qianchen nodded, and the assistant beside him handed each of them a set of sterile clothing to put on. With a serious expression, he took Nangong Xianyue and Qiao Yisha into the disinfection room.

As soon as they entered the door, they were surrounded by a pungent smell of disinfectant and the room was filled with white mist, making people feel as if they were in the clouds.

Zhuang Qianchen skillfully turned on the equipment on the wall and started the disinfection program. Suddenly, the ultraviolet light flashed and made a buzzing sound.

A minute later, the door slowly opened from the other side. Zhuang Qianchen walked in first, followed by Nangong Xianyue and Qiao Yisha.