At the corner where he turned right when he went out, Tang Nuanhua curled up and fell to the ground. He almost fainted from the pain. The servant was shouting in fear.
In less than a second, Tang Nuanhua passed out.
"Nuan Hua! Nuan Hua!"
Ming Ye rushed forward almost like crazy, and quickly held Tang Nuanhua in her arms, but her eyes suddenly widened.
Tang Nuan's painted face was covered in blood!
"What's going on!" Ming Ye asked the servant beside him in shock.
The servant shook his head at a loss, with a look of panic on his face, "Mr. Ming, I, I don't know. Just after Miss Tang came out of the room, her nose started to bleed inexplicably, and then she fell down."
Just now, Tang Nuanhua walked out of Mingye's room and felt a warmth under his nose.
Tang Nuanhua stretched out his hand to explore strangely, but he didn't expect that it was blood on his hand. Then a severe headache suddenly came over him. Before Tang Nuanhua had time to react, he fell down directly.
"Nuan Hua, Nuan Hua... go find the doctor quickly! Hurry!"
Ming Ye held Tang Nuanhua in her arms at this time, and her heart was full of love.
At this time, an older maid on the side came forward, first wiped the blood off Tang Nuanhua's face with a clean handkerchief, and then sighed, "Mr. Ming, what do you think you are doing?" Woolen cloth?"
That maid was the one who cared about Tang Nuan's painting just now.
"What do you want to say?" Ming Ye vaguely felt that there was something in the maid's words.
In fact, the maid had something in her words. She looked at Tang Nuan's painting in front of her sympathetically and felt that this girl was really pitiful.
By visual inspection, Tang Nuanhua was in her early twenties at most, which was when she was in her prime. Her life should be the colorful world outside, not this cage-like island.
And recently, Tang Nuanhua's condition has become more and more serious.
She was worried that if Tang Nuanhua was not allowed to leave the island and go to a regular large hospital for treatment, the future situation would be unimaginable.
Thinking of this, the maid couldn't help but persuade Ming Ye in front of her, "Mr. Ming, I think if you are really doing it for Miss Tang's own good, you should let her leave this island as soon as possible and go outside to receive formal treatment."
"In recent times, Ms. Tang's condition has become more and more serious. She often suffers from inexplicable headaches even though she is fine. She must take painkillers to temporarily suppress the pain."
"Of course, Mr. Ming, I know that you must cherish Miss Tang very much. You have also found a private doctor for Miss Tang. He will be waiting on the island anytime and anywhere to prevent accidents."
"But Mr. Ming, have you ever thought that in such a dreary treatment environment, can Miss Tang's illness really get better slowly?"
As soon as these words came out, Ming Ye fell silent.
The maid knew that she mentioned something that she shouldn't mention, but she was worried that if she didn't say it, Tang Nuanhua's flower-like life might be ruined in vain.
So she still said warmly, "When Miss Tang was chatting with me today, her words also revealed her wish to go out and have a look. Mr. Ming, how can you bear to keep her locked up in this place?"
Ming Ye didn't know how to respond.
These words are heartfelt.
Of course Ming Ye knew that he had selfish motives. He really didn't want Tang Nuanhua to leave, and even wanted to keep her here with him for the rest of his life.
But the servant was right, Tang Nuanhua's condition was getting worse day by day.
In the past, Tang Nuan's paintings would occasionally give him a headache, but it would not be an inexplicable attack.
At that time, after the doctor came for treatment, he also said that Tang Nuanhua would gradually get better. However, after such a long period of observation, various signs showed that it could not be delayed any longer.
The doctor's words from last time are still in my ears. The doctor said that if there is no treatment, the consequences may be disastrous.
In serious cases, Tang Nuanhua might even die from this.
Thinking of this, Ming Ye couldn't help but feel a pang of regret in her heart.
Why would he want Tang Nuanhua to die? He wished that she could be safe, healthy and happy all her life.
well…
That's all, that's all.
Suddenly, Ming Ye sighed heavily, as if he had figured something out. He whispered to the servant on the side, "Send someone to contact Xue Ying as soon as possible and ask him to come back and arrange mainland surgery for Nuan Hua."
"Yes." When the servant on the side heard this, he smiled instantly.
finally!
Mingye finally figured out how to let Tang Nuanhua leave here.
In fact, just when he made this decision, Ming Ye felt as if he was relieved, with a different kind of relief.
Having Tang Nuanhua by my side for this period of time, I have to admit, it is indeed a wonderful and happy time.
But seeing Tang Nuanhua's condition worsening day by day, Ming Ye felt very tormented at the same time.
He hesitated every day whether to let Tang Nuanhua leave here and return to China for treatment. He would cure the disease first.
But he was very worried, worried that after the disease was cured, Tang Nuanhua would regain his memory and return to Li Jingyi.
If she really returns to Li Jingyi, then where should Ming Ye go? Do you want to give up from now on
I thought a lot, but no one could give Ming Ye an answer.
In the end, Mingye made up his mind to take Tang Nuanhua back to China for treatment, thinking that no matter what, he should cure the disease first.
…
On the day we returned home, the sky was clear and clear, which was a good sign.
Tang Nuanhua lay sickly in the back seat of the car, looking at the scenery outside the window, and suddenly felt familiar.
Yes, this is the city where she has lived for twenty years, but she no longer remembers where it is.
"Ming Ye, where is this? I can only feel that I have been here before?" Lying on the car window, Tang Nuanhua looked at the scenery outside the window with curiosity, feeling that it seemed familiar.
Ming Ye's nerves became inexplicably tense, as if she was afraid that Tang Nuanhua would remember everything in the past, and she said in a nervous tone, "We have been here several times before, maybe you have some impressions in your mind."
"Really?" Tang Nuanhua thought drowsily.
She felt that she had not just been to this place. If she had just been here, the familiar feeling could not be so strong.
However, before Tang Nuanhua could think about it, the severe pain in his brain hit him again.
Tang Nuanhua was so painful that he could hardly breathe. He quickly took out the painkillers from his bag and drank them mixed with bottled mineral water.
After drinking the medicine, Tang Nuanhua finally felt that his headache was relieved, and he was too lazy to think about anything anymore and sat down peacefully in the back seat.