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

"What can you do?"

"You sign the organ donation agreement, I will pay for my life." Ye Yuchen straightened his waist without hesitation.

But Shen Jingshu was anxious, "Yuchen..."

Even if she didn't want to let Mu Wanqing have something to do, how could she be willing to pay for her life with her own son?

"If something happens to Qingqing, then there is no point for me to live." Ye Yuchen's eyes deepened and he became firmer.

When she first learned that Mu Wanqing had a heart attack, Ye Yuchen couldn't wait to bear all the pain for her.

It's a pity... impossible.

He could only look at Mu Wanqing in pain, and at her forcing a smile. He could do nothing but coax her.

Now, he finally got this opportunity.

As long as Mu Wanqing can live, what can he do if he dies?

"Sign or not?" Ye Yuchen's tone was dull.

The priest squinted his eyes and looked at him, the depths of his eyes were elusive emotions, endlessly deep.

After a long time, he snorted, "Heh..."

The priest walked steadily towards the high cabinet, touched a fruit knife placed on it, and touched the blade with his fingers.

He bowed his head, blowing ashes gently.

"You do it first, and I'll sign." The priest handed him the fruit knife, looking good at the show.

Ye Yuchen glanced down.

He looked at the knife dubiously, "Yes, but why should I believe you?"

"Believe it or not." The priest dragged a long ending, "Anyway, I won't be able to use the heart later..."

Ye Yuchen stared at the blade, her eyes secretive.

Shen Jingshu was covering her lips, almost crying, she shook her head, "Yuchen, don't..."

But Ye Shengkun and Gong Lichuan were standing aside, ready to take the knife at any time. They would never allow Ye Yuchen to do anything stupid.

Ye Yuchen's eyes moved slightly.

He cast his sights on the girl lying on the hospital bed, looked at her pale cheeks, and quickly recalled the scenes of her hemoptysis and rescue in his mind, and his heart ached.

"Good." Ye Yuchen took the fruit knife.

In any case, he only needs Mu Wanqing to live.

Ye Yuchen squeezed the fruit knife, and was about to raise his hand to stab his abdomen, but the priest suddenly held his wrist.

Ye Yuchen raised his eyes and looked at him in surprise.

But the priest just raised his red lips, and poked his heart, "Poke here."

Ye Yuchen gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to not stab the priest back with the fruit knife.

But he can't die yet, he still needs to sign alive!

"Yuchen..." Shen Jingshu looked at him nervously.

Gong Lichuan also shook his head. Of course, he would rather Mu Wanqing marry Ye Yuchen than allow the priest to bully her!

But Ye Yuchen ignored it.

He raised his hand suddenly, and directly inserted the fruit knife into his heart without hesitation, and the blood flowed out instantly.

Gong Lichuan and Ye Shengkun immediately strode forward, preparing to stop Ye Yuchen, so as not to let him insert the knife deeper.

However, the priest picked up a saint woman from the fruit basket, flicked it towards Ye Yuchen between his fingers, and directly bounced his hand away with force, stopping him again.

In the next instant, he held the fruit knife and suddenly pulled it out of Ye Yuchen's heart.

"You..." Ye Yuchen immediately covered the wound.

Blood kept pouring from his chest, and several people immediately rushed to support him, Zheng Bo notified the surgeon to come over.

The priest slowly clapped, "The emperor is so courageous, for the sake of a small woman, I really dare not even want to die."

Ye Yuchen pressed her thin lips tightly and did not speak.