The hospital late at night was quiet and cold.
Yu Yuehan frowned at the oncoming smell of disinfectant.
The long trench coat outlines his tall and dignified figure.
Under the moonlight, the perfect outline of the face is cold and indifferent, like a landscape painting with splashed ink, there is a trace of nobility that cannot be desecrated in the beauty.
Go all the way through the aisle and walk towards a certain VIP ward.
Before he reached the door, the two bodyguards turned their heads to look at him nervously.
Recognizing him, there was a slight surprise on his face.
When I wanted to say something, I thought of my own boss' explanation.
I can only remind dutifully, "I'm sorry, Young Master Han, it's not time to visit patients, and our boss doesn't accept visits either."
"Is Tang Yuansi going to wait for him to die before letting me come over to collect his body?" Yu Yuehan looked at the bodyguard who didn't even dare to call 'Mr. Tang' and changed his name to 'boss', and opened his lips coldly.
The expressions of the two bodyguards at the door suddenly changed.
He hesitated, not knowing what to say.
In front of him was the most feared Young Master Han in H City.
Except for Nian Xiaomu and Xiao Liuliu, no one had ever seen his tender appearance, but it was more in line with his style to "collect the corpse" without opening his mouth.
Yu Yuehan glanced at the bodyguard who was uncertain about paying attention, and was just about to be dragged away when the door of the ward suddenly opened from the inside.
The assistant who had been by Tang Yuansi's side came out from inside.
Seeing Yu Yuehan, he stepped forward to greet him respectfully: "Young Master Han, our President Tang is awake, please go in."
"..."
It's time to wake up.
Yu Yuehan's dark eyes flashed, he pursed his lips, and walked in.
The huge VIP ward is very comfortable and clean.
In addition to a hospital bed, there are many medical equipment.
As soon as Yu Yuehan walked in, he heard a "beep" sound, raised his chin slightly, and looked at Tang Yuansi who was lying in the sickbed with a pale face.
Who would have imagined that, not long ago, the person who appeared in front of him properly.
But in just a few days, it was like being drained of blood.
Lying on the sick bed like haggard.
Deep sunken eye sockets, with a deep sense of fatigue.
He also wore an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose.
Seeing him walk in, Tang Yuansi, who had been lying still, twitched a self-deprecating arc, and reached out to take off the oxygen mask.
"I didn't expect that the first person to find me would be you."
"I didn't expect that instead of sleeping with my fiancée at night, I came to this spooky place to see if you were dead." Yu Yuehan pulled out the chair, sat down, and glanced around the ward.
In the end, it landed on the medical records hanging by the bed.
Zitong shrank slightly, and immediately reached out to pick up the medical record.
He knew that Tang Yuansi had a heart attack, which was an accident a long time ago.
But he never knew that his heart disease was so serious.
It wasn't until he discovered that he obviously liked Shangxin, but he insisted on pushing him away desperately. After investigation, he found out that Tang Yuansi's physical condition was far more serious than he had imagined.
Every attack may become the last.
like now...
"Your situation is no longer optimistic, why don't you let the Tang family know?" Yu Yuehan said in a deep voice.
He took the medical records so fast that Tang Yuansi had no time to stop him.
Hearing his words, his eyes have returned to calm.
The voice was a little hoarse, and he paused every word, "Wait a little longer, just a few more days..."
wait a few more days
What is he waiting for