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

Ye Yuchen closed his eyes.

His hot palm wrapped Mu Wanqing's hand, his fingers clasped on his cheeks, and he wanted to use his body temperature to warm up the girl's body as soon as possible.

"A week?" Ye Yuchen's thin lips lightly opened, and his tone was somewhat indifferent, but it seemed to have recovered his calm, confirming with Zheng Bo.

Zheng Bo nodded, "Yes."

Ye Yuchen took a deep breath, and after a few seconds of silence, he asked sadly, "Is there no room?"

Zheng Bo hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Ye Yuchen couldn't see his movements, but the long silence had almost told him the answer.

Apart from a heart transplant, there is no room for maneuver.

Even if the operation is to be performed, a suitable heart must be found within a week...otherwise, I can only watch him leave.

Ancheng Emperor Shao turned his hands into clouds, and covered his hands into rain.

But facing the girl he loved so much, he suddenly felt so powerless. This is a life that no matter how much money and power he has, there is no way to save his life...

"I see." Ye Yuchen pursed her thin lips.

The atmosphere in the ward was very depressing, almost making people breathless, and everyone held their breath.

Ye Yuchen slowly opened his eyes, and the ink eyes seemed to be covered with a faint mist, reflecting the red blood in the eyes, looking haggard and depressed.

"She...is it hurting now?"

"Yes, Miss Mu will be uncomfortable all this time."

"Is it better if I fall asleep?"

"After all, I haven't regained consciousness for the time being, so it will be more stable than after waking up, and it will not be so painful."

"Yeah." Ye Yuchen said with a dull voice, "then let her fall asleep, before finding a way... it's okay to wake up."

Although, he really wanted her to open her eyes and look at him.

However, Ye Yuchen could not forget the first word she opened her eyes after the last operation was pain.

He didn't want her to suffer pain, and preferred her to fall asleep.

"As long as... don't wake up forever." Ye Yuchen gently kissed the back of her hand, then put her hand back under the bed, covering it tightly.

He stood up, "I'll go out and take a breath."

After the voice fell, Ye Yuchen turned and left the ward, leaning on the wall of the corridor, looking up at the incandescent lamp.

The light was dazzling, and he narrowed his eyes a little.

The atmosphere in the corridor is even more silent. The doctor has dispersed, and there will be no emergency rescue sounds from time to time, but the haze that has just been left is still shrouded here.

Ye Yuchen leaned against the wall dejectedly.

A white wall seemed to be his only support point, and he entrusted all his strength to this wall.

In addition, the heart was hollowed out, the body was completely cold, and even the soul seemed to be taken away by Mu Wanqing...

He wasn't even sure, if Mu Wanqing really left him, whether he would be a living person.

Just then, the phone rang.

Ye Yuchen frowned slightly impatiently, and took out the phone from his pocket, "Say."

"Xiao Chenchen, the plane crashed shortly after takeoff, but the person I sent parachuted in time and was already on the way back to the company. His whereabouts were secret."

Hearing that, Ye Yuchen's eyebrows frowned tighter.

He gripped the phone tightly, and suddenly remembered what Gong Lichuan had told him... Mu Wanqing seemed to know something would happen.

She suffered a heart attack because of this.

"Priest Cha." Ye Yuchen uttered three words, then hung up the phone and strode towards the other end of the corridor.