The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Wen Shixian has a sore nose.

She opened her lips lightly, as if she was helping her breathe, who was about to feel so distressed to suffocate, she choked a little, "No...Qing'er, look at me, it will be cured."

She also had congenital heart disease...

But after the step-by-step treatment, he also returned to health.

It's all heart disease, why can't Mu Wanqing... why can't she recover?

"Yeah." Mu Wanqing responded softly.

But she knew that everything Wen Shixian said was just comfort, and there was no way to take it seriously.

Mu Wanqing at this moment, like a broken puppet, walked back to his inpatient department in despair.

However, before she stepped into the ward, her body shook suddenly. She immediately supported the wall beside her, "Xian'er, I'm a little uncomfortable..."

Mu Wanqing's fingers were slightly bent, she scratched the wall, but couldn't hold onto anything on this plane.

It seemed as if there was a blood rushing into her head, causing her to have a violent dizziness, her eyes were pitch black, and some colorful stars were scattered.

"Qing'er...Don't scare me." Wen Shixian was a little flustered, "You hold on, I'll go to Director Zheng."

But when she was about to leave, she saw that Mu Wanqing's face was horribly pale, her forehead was soon covered with dense cold sweat, and she slipped down her cheeks.

She held the wall with one hand and pulled the skirt of the clothes with the other. The breathless suffocation made Mu Wanqing feel that she was one step closer to death.

"Qing'er, you must have nothing to do..." Wen Shixian immediately stabilized Mu Wanqing, not daring to go away at this moment.

She took out her mobile phone and dialed Gong Lichuan, "Come here, in the corridor of the inpatient department, Qinger is sick."

"puff--"

As soon as the voice fell, Mu Wanqing suddenly bent over, spitting out a lot of blood, and on the ground and the white walls, several fascinating but bloodthirsty flowers blossomed.

"Mu Wanqing!" Wen Shixian exclaimed.

Mu Wan looked at the pool of blood slightly lost, the bright red color scared her and made her slowly open her pupils.

"Don't... don't tell Ye Yuchen that I am so serious..."

She frowned her eyebrows, panting heavily, raised her eyes to look at Wen Shixian, "Please, don't tell him..."

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes suddenly became dark, and she fainted softly in Wen Shixian's arms.

Gong Lichuan smelled the **** breath as soon as he arrived, so he immediately rushed to support her, "Qing'er...Qing'er wake up!"

The ears are so noisy.

There seemed to be Wen Shixian's anxious call, Gong Lichuan's nervous growl, and many footsteps...

She knew she couldn't hide it.

But, even if Ye Yuchen didn’t let Ye Yuchen know that he was dying, he was dying...

Zheng Bo arrived soon. His cardiovascular medical team gave Mu Wanqing first aid, and she was out of danger smoothly... the tumor had not burst yet.

"Fortunately, it was timely." Zheng Bo breathed a sigh of relief.

Before the tumor ruptures, there is room for them, and there is basically no danger to their lives.

"Are you out of danger?" Gong Lichuan gripped Zheng Bo's wrist tightly, his eyes anxious.

Zheng Bo nodded, but his expression remained solemn, "But I still want to tell you that Miss Mu is in very bad condition now, and if this continues, there will be at most six months..."

"Moreover, Miss Mu once discussed with me that she wants to give up treatment... She said she still has a wish and wants to realize it."

Hearing that, Ye Yuchen stood at the door of the ward, the blood all over his body was coagulated, and he could hardly move.