Contract marriage, don't be tempted, President

Lin Yahui and Jian Sen came in hurriedly. The bookshelf in the library was knocked over. Manshu was trying his best to prop it up.

"Ms. Lin, the master..."

Lin Yahui heard this and rushed to help

"What's up with him?"

"I don't know why the master suddenly fell ill!"

Jensen worked with the two men to hold up the bookshelf, and the two men pulled out the person buried under the bookshelf.

Lin Yahui suddenly saw the ring on his hand and her heart beat very fast.

That ring, the same couple ring as the one on her hand...

She thought about the phone call she had made tonight, and kept comforting herself that it was an illusion. Fu Yexing was at home, and she had already called to confirm it.

The feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger, something was wrapping around her and suffocating her.

The two of them helped F to the bed. Looking at his mask, Lin Yahui reached out her hand.

Is this man... him?

Manshu grabbed her wrist and shook his head at her.

But this time, Lin Yahui didn't listen.

Janeson stopped Manshu from moving, so Manshu had to give up and retreat to the door of the room.

Lin Yahui cheered herself up in her heart, took a few deep breaths to slow down her mind, and reached out to take off F's mask.

She closed her eyes, as if she was making a life or death decision.

Finally, the familiar face came into view and she couldn't help crying.

It was him, it was really him, Fu Yexing, her Ah Xing

Lin Yahui took out her cell phone, held back her tears, and called Fu Cheng.

"Brother Cheng..."

Fu Cheng heard that her tone was wrong.

"what happened?"

"Axing... huh..."

Lin Yahui exhaled

"Ah Xing is the Medicine Saint F, right?"

"who……"

Fu Cheng took back the following words

"I'll be there right away"

"You don't have to come over. Just keep it a secret from me, you two!"

Lin Yahui turned to Jansen and Manshu

"Doctor Jian, the surgery... I'll trouble you and Sister Manshu."

"Um"

Jensen should arrive

"Ms. Lin, your current physical condition is not suitable for surgery. Can you calm down first? The surgery can wait until you recover and the master wakes up..."

"No"

Jensen interrupted Manshu

"If he wakes up, he won't agree to the surgery."

"But Miss Lin's current physical condition is not suitable for surgery, especially..."

"Manshu, don't you always want your master to get better?"

"But Miss Lin's life will be in danger!"

"Which is more important, her or your master? You should also know that 'F' is in such a bad condition that he can't wait."

“It’s not a question of who is important or not.”

Lin Yahui interrupted them

"enough"

Her expression was extremely serious, and the cold aura she carried made Manshu feel shocked.

"Prepare for surgery"

She spoke in a calm voice, as if she was sentencing someone to death.

Manshu wanted to persuade her again, but Lin Yahui raised her hand to interrupt her.

"Doctor Jian, haven't you always wanted me to die?"

Lin Yahui handed him the scalpel

“Your chance has come”

Looking at the crazy woman in front of him, Jensen was a little afraid to take the scalpel.

"Doctor Jian, don't be afraid. It's just death, right?"

Jensen took over

"Manshu, prepare for surgery"

"Yes"

While the two of them were out getting ready, Lin Yahui brushed Fu Yexing's face lovingly.

"Ah Xing...if I died to save you, I would have no regrets. It's a pity that you only loved me for such a short time, and I am a little unwilling to die like this."

Lin Yahui kissed solemnly, as if it was really a farewell between life and death

She turned around and saw Fu Cheng standing behind her

"Brother Cheng, why are you here so soon?"

Fu Cheng saw the determination in her eyes and wiped away her tears.

"I'm here to help. I won't let you die."

"really?"

"Um"

"Brother Cheng, I'll leave the surgery to you, please."