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Panting, Si Yang clasped the secretary's hand, "Close the door... drive!"
"Yes, yes, drive quickly and go to the hospital." The secretary panicked.
Si Yang was panting too badly, obviously a relapse of a serious illness, even worse than the previous time in the cemetery. But with Yu Zheng's noisy behavior, a normal person would be pissed to death. Not to mention Si Yang.
The secretary reached out to support him, but Si Yang quickly slapped him away, "Go to the front, you have delayed me from getting the medicine!"
Although the voice was soft, it was undeniable, as if a decision was made at the conference table. The secretary's first reaction was to straddle the gap between the front seat driver and the co-pilot and squeeze back to the front.
The car was very quiet, even the driver couldn't help looking at Si Yang from the rearview mirror. The heart is also pulled in half.
His face was too ugly, buried in the dark, as dilapidated as if he was on the verge of death. A little further half a step forward is the eternal separation between man and nature.
"Young master..." The secretary kept staring back at him, for fear that something might go wrong with him.
Si Yang's situation at the moment is indeed very bad. No, to be precise, from the moment Yu Zheng threw him on the sofa, something was wrong with him. At the back, it was as if the internal organs were crushed, and there was severe pain.
It is normal to think that he is overtired and seriously ill. These days, in order to stabilize the business of the Yu family, Si Yang has a lot of entertainment. No matter how good the famous cigarettes and wine pass through the internal organs, it can only be irreversible corrosion. Push him to Huangquan Road.
If Si Yang wasn't the time traveler with the system, he would have been lying in the emergency room of the hospital, counting down the countdown to his life with a tube inserted. But even so, it is almost at the limit now.
System: Great host, are you okay!
Si Yang: It's okay, the brat is pretty ruthless.
Forcibly suppressing the surging blood in his body, Si Yang patted open the storage box on the back seat, and took out the emergency medicine bottle from it.
It's time to eat six slices, Si Yang wanted to count them out, but his hands felt weak, and he couldn't do it for a long time and had no strength.
At this moment, Si Yang's cell phone rang.
He took a breath, took it out and took a look, it was the old housekeeper at the other end of the old house.
Si Yang picked up the phone.
"Young Master, are you alright?" The old housekeeper was most worried about Si Yang's health.
"How is Yu Zheng?"
"Doctor Tao came over and said he was fine, it was just a skin trauma. It's just that he was not in a good mood. After you left, you didn't say a word." The old housekeeper paused, "Don't get angry with him either. , the body is important.!"
"No..." Si Yang wanted to say he was fine, but a sharp pain suddenly appeared in his chest. It's like tearing the body apart, spreading out along the blood vessels, from head to toe, and it's impossible to escape with wings.
Si Yang swallowed the painful groan, and the cold sweat instantly soaked the back of his shirt. The old butler didn't notice anything wrong with him. Still talking about Yu Zheng.
"Young master, it's really okay if we do this. I think the young master is very sad. When the doctor checked him today, he saw other injuries on his body, which may be caused by himself."
"It's too hard, does it have to be like this?"
"I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it!"
The old butler's concerned voice kept ringing in his ears, but Si Yang's vision gradually became blurred.
It hurts so much. It's not that Si Yang didn't suffer from crimes in his previous life, but even if a gun pierced his body, he didn't suffer from such torture.
The phone dropped silently on the back seat, Si Yang was panting, wanting to take the medicine in his hand. But as soon as he moved, the blood welling up in his throat flowed out bit by bit along the corners of his tightly closed lips, dripping on the black leather surface of the back seat, and slowly winding down along the arc of the seat .
"Young Master, Young Master? Is there something wrong with you?" Hearing Si Yang's voice, the old butler's voice changed in a hurry.
"Cough..." Si Yang didn't have time to reply, the suffocation made him cough uncontrollably.
The car also stopped suddenly.
"Young Master! Young Master!" Si Yang's vision began to blur, and Si Yang heard someone yelling in his ear.
But his body was out of control, he couldn't react at all, he could only pant violently, and in the end he couldn't even hear his own panting.
"No, don't go to the hospital outside, go to the Yu family's own." Si Yang closed his eyes, his voice was so soft that he couldn't hear it.
"Yes." The secretary nodded vigorously.
"Take care of it... deal with Lin Tang well."
"Well, don't worry."
"What happened in the old house today, those details... can't spread a single word..."
"Okay, I know, you take a break, this can't work..." When the secretary said this, his voice seemed to be crying. Of course, he understood what Si Yang meant by the details that could not be disclosed.
It was Yu Zheng who attacked him.
The secrets in the mansion are always easy to tell. What he knew was that Yu Zheng was young and couldn't bear to be provoked, so he went crazy and fought with Si Yang, but what didn't he know
Brotherly incest丨Incest, even if there is even a little bit of these four words, the reputation of the Yu family's century-old family will be completely ruined. Not to mention Yu Zheng who covets his elder brother.
After closing the door, he, Si Yang, wanted to teach his brother a lesson, and he could use whatever methods he could. But out of the gate of the Yu family, he would not allow anyone to belittle Yu Zheng. Especially such stains must not appear on Yu Zheng.
The secretary gritted his teeth and made a phone call, "Ask where Lin Tang has been sent to the other end of the old house. Before the eldest son wakes up, he is not allowed to leave. On the other end of the Nancheng Garden, I will talk about it later."
"Also, I have watched the young master for the past two days. He must know what he can say and what he can't say."
After hanging up the phone, the secretary was busy with all the things, and then looked down at Si Yang who was half held in his arms.
too skinny.
The secretary carefully wiped away the blood gushing from the corner of Si Yang's lips, and urged the driver again, "How far is it to the hospital? Hurry up."
"It's already the fastest speed, ten minutes at most." The driver was anxious, but his tone was as calm as possible.
In the night, the two cars carrying Si Yang were rushing towards the hospital at lightning speed.
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morning, hospital
There seemed to be a heavy weight on his chest, and his head was so heavy that he could hardly think. The pervasive pain is more like being stabbed with a blunt knife, and the torture, even the bones, almost collapses.
System: The host is big, are you okay
"Shut up!" The system's voice in his head was too sharp, and Si Yang's headache was getting worse.
After almost a lifetime, Si Yang finally got used to the pain of almost dying, he barely opened his eyes, and tried hard to find his will.
"Eldest Young Master's illness can't be delayed any longer, even if he doesn't want to... still can't let him go." It was Si Yang's attending physician who was talking to the secretary.
"What kind of medicine is he taking?"
"It's a prescription painkiller, a new drug produced abroad in the past two years. It's really useful and can help people maintain an empty shelf, but inside..."
"If you are hospitalized now, how long will it take?"
"Up to three months."
"..."
Si Yang could hear the secretary gasping in surprise, he followed the sound. The man at the door who was usually steady and almost rigid covered his face as if he was about to cry.
Looking up, he could see the white and miserable ceiling of the hospital, and the liquid that was continuously poured into his body along the infusion tube.
"The host is great..." In Si Yang's mind, the system has cried into a vast ocean.
Si Yang didn't have time to talk to him.
He sat up, pulled out the needle in his hand, and blood gushed out instantly.
"Young master! You can't do this, are you desperate?" The secretary rushed over immediately.
Si Yang, "It's okay, what time is it?"
"Five in the morning."
Si Yang sighed, "Then you know everything you need to know."
He was referring to the fact that he was in the hospital.
"I can't hide it, you..." The secretary suddenly understood the reason why Si Yang didn't want to stay outside the Yu family's old house. The other end is the area where the family gathers, and everyone will know the next day if there is any disturbance.
Although under Si Yang's drastic measures recently, the Yu Group has basically stabilized. But no one can tell what's going on in the market.
"While you are sick, kill you" is the most basic. Right now, those people are willing to cooperate because they are interested in Si Yang's ability. But once they know that Si Yang's strength is only the end of his strength, they will die in less than half a year. These people will definitely stand by and watch, just waiting for Si Yang to fall into trouble after his death.
The secretary was silent for a while, and finally persuaded, "You have to take care of yourself first."
Si Yang, "It's because of myself that I want to do this."
"You are too kind-hearted. Being a secretary is more than enough to take care of the house and take care of the home, and nothing else matters. You can't do this by guarding Yu Zheng in the future." I don't know if it's because of his illness, but Si Yang's voice is special. Tender, almost shattered in the wind.
The secretary listened quietly, but her eye circles kept turning red.
"Do you know?" Si Yang patted the hand that supported him, "If I were those people, I wouldn't wait for me to die before fighting. Instead, I would directly declare war on the Yu family."
"Not only that, but I will find Yu Zheng first. I am a person who is about to be buried. What do I do with so much money? It goes without saying that I control the Yu Group just to protect Yu Zheng after I die. Just a peace."
"So, as long as they hold Yu Zheng steady, encourage Yu Zheng to look for things at home, and help him and me seize power, you say, with the cooperation of the inside and the outside, even if I have last month left, I can still survive. Three months?"
"At that time, when I die, what will Yu Zheng be?"
"Do you really think that Lin Tang popped out of nowhere?"
It's a test! The Nancheng Garden is a place specially for dudes to have fun. Not to mention that Lin Tang has a three-point likeness with Si Yang, even if there is only one-point likeness, they dare not accept it. However, someone delivered Lin Tang to Yu Zheng, and asked Yu Zheng to bring him to Si Yang.
It was a year ago that Si Yang got sick, and it took six months for his condition to worsen. Did this group of people calculate so carefully
The secretary shuddered, "Then, what are we doing now?"
"Discharged from the hospital. At the other end of the Nancheng Garden, find someone to carry him!"
"Young master, this is easy to poke a hornet's nest."
"A hornet's nest?" Si Yang raised his eyebrows, "A group of second-generation ancestors who have no clues made something, and put it on the bright side!"
"By the way, help me give old man Shi a gift later, and take it as a thank you to his second young master for taking care of Yu Zheng!"
Said, Si Yang tidied up his clothes and strode out of the ward. If one didn't look at his almost bloodless face, no one would have guessed that this man was dying.
In fact, what the doctor said was wrong, Si Yang, who is in charge of the system, knows the current situation of his shell far better than him.
Not three months, but two months and ten days.
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