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

Ye Yuchen's throat moved slightly, and he handed the critical illness notice back to Wen Yuzhe. He didn't want to take another look, so he returned to his bench and sat down depressed.

Neither Wen Yuzhe nor Bo Liang had seen the Emperor Young Master be so desperate.

"Don't worry, I will try my best." Wen Yuzhe squeezed Ye Yuchen's shoulder twice, but besides that, he couldn't comfort him.

Ye Yuchen nodded lightly and took a deep breath.

He didn't dare to think... If the doctor tried his best and couldn't rescue her, what would he do.

Gong Lichuan's eyes were scarlet scarier, his eye sockets were covered with bloodshot eyes, and he suddenly hit the wall of the corridor with another punch, and the blood flowed from his fist.

"Damn it!" he cursed in a low voice.

He should keep Mu Wanqin attentive, and just let her stay in the hospital all day and night to treat the disease honestly when the aortic sinus aneurysm was found.

But the more he thought about it, Gong Lichuan's heart softened... how could he be willing to imprison her.

"If hurting yourself is useful, you should dig out your heart for her." Wen Shixian looked at Gong Lichuan with cold eyes.

She immediately called a nurse and bandaged his wound.

Wen Shixian leaned against the white wall, her hands wrapped around her chest, and the sadness and worries in her cool, clear eyes were enough to prove that she cared about Mu Wanqing.

But in contrast, she is much calmer.

"Qing'er can survive." Wen Shixian muttered comforting herself, "She has survived so many times..."

Wen Yuzhe raised his eyes and looked at her.

Wen Shixian has a cold temperament, quite a bit of a feeling that no one is close. This kind of breath makes him strange, but his face and facial features make him feel particularly familiar...

It seems to have known each other before, but it is more like a long-lost reunion.

Wen Yuzhe's lips lightly opened, he seemed to be going to ask something, but after all he swallowed the words back.

He turned his eyes to look at Ye Yuchen, while also shifting his attention, "Anyway, look for the heart first."

The criticality of Mu Wanqing's condition at this time is unimaginable.

Even if she survived this operation, she will face a heart transplant anyway in the future.

Hearing this, Wen Yuzhe's words just lingered in Ye Yuchen's ears, lingering like a magic sound.

It not only made him desperate, but also made him a little hopeful.

"Miss Mu has a strong sense of survival..."

Even if Mu Wanqing was unconscious, even if she was lying on the operating table under anesthesia, she was still struggling.

She wants to live...

Marrying Ye Yuchen is the motivation for her to live.

Even Mu Wanqing is unwilling to give up, so why does Ye Yuchen have the qualifications for depression?

"I won't give up." Ye Yuchen slowly clenched his fist, the violent veins were not his anger, but he was condensing hope for himself from the bottom of his heart.

She will not give up, nor will he give up.

Ye Yuchen stood up. He raised his jaw slightly and looked at the red light at the entrance of the operating room. His whole body was gradually stained with a temperament like a king over the world, unruly, arrogant and stubborn.

"Brother Wen, please help me contact all hospitals in Ancheng. Anyone who has a suitable heart will contact me immediately, even if the asking price is to ruin the family, I will accept it."

Wen Yuzhe nodded and took over the task.

Ye Yuchen immediately cast his eyes on Bo Liang, "Help me ask the arms side if there is a suitable heart source."

"Okay." Bo Liang nodded, took out his mobile phone and started contacting.

Upon seeing this, Qiao Wei also used her contacts in the circle to help Mu Wanqing find a suitable heart...