Yan Xiaye didn't expect that Yan's mother would actually comment on her like this.

Perhaps it is true that people are about to die and speak well, but such a mother is very different from what she remembers, which makes her not know how to deal with herself.

Seeing that the sister in the dream remained silent for a long time, Yan's mother became flustered and irritated: "Why don't you talk? Do you hate me? But what can I do? I also have my own family and daughter. After all, you are young.

It’s the fault of not loving yourself. Do you want to blame me for everything? No, I don’t want to go to hell, it’s unfair…”

At the end of the day, she sobbed and muttered to herself, as if her spirit had completely fallen into chaos and was immersed in her own world.

Yan Xiaye looked at her silently for a long time, and finally sighed softly, turned around and left the room that made her suppressed pain.

Outside the ward, the director and several doctors were waiting in person. When he saw her coming out, he quickly greeted her with a smile: "Mrs. I'm sorry for letting you take the time to run this trip, it's all of us.

I have a lot of dereliction of duty, so I don’t have to report to Li Shao, right?”

"I won't say it." Yan Xiaye understood what they were going to do, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. A deep feeling of fatigue flashed across his eyebrows and said softly: "I may not be able to come to visit them often in the next days,

You also need to worry more. If there is anything wrong with the cost, you can call me directly. This is my new number."

He took out a note and wrote his number on his face. Yan Xiaye handed it to the dean with both hands, and lowered his head solemnly and said, "I'm asking you for everything."

"Mrs. Young Madam, what are you talking about?" The dean was flattered and had an unexpected expression: "As for the cost, don't you know that this hospital is already under the name of Li, and was acquired by Mr. Li last month.

Is it right?"

“…Mr. Li?”

"It's Mr. Li Yuntang, who is now the largest shareholder of this hospital."

The eyes widened and Yan Xiaye looked at each other, and the dean suddenly realized, "Does Mr. Li want to give you a surprise? Uh, it is probably not appropriate for me to say this. In short, please rest assured that your mother will get the best in the entire Jianghai here.

There is also a very relaxed room for mobilization in terms of medical care and costs. To be precise, Mr. Li allows us to use the entire income of this hospital to offset all your mother’s needs for treatment.”

In this case, even if Yan's mother cannot get the right donated organ for the time being, she can still maintain her life for a long time. This is the power obtained by money.

According to common sense, Yan's mother's body and illness should have been taken away by death. Li Yuntang used worldly power to retain her, and did not hesitate to spend huge amounts of money just to make Yan Xiaye feel better.

After a moment of silence, Yan Xiaye looked around at this hospital located on the 18th floor of the city center. He couldn't imagine how powerful it would take to acquire it. What's more, the senior management of the Li Group each had their own intentions. What's the matter?

How can we make everyone support his decision that suddenly and without seeing the benefits and prospects?

"It's very exaggerating, right? I think so too." The dean understood the stunned sleep in Yan Xiaye's eyes, and sighed with a sound of emotion: "Mrs. Young lady is really a blessing. Looking at the entire Jianghai, you can buy a hospital at will.

There are only a handful of people, and what is even more rare is that they are willing to do this for just one person.”

"You're right."

Yan Xiaye took a deep breath, and a moment ago, his chest, which was as if he had fallen into an ice cave, gradually recovered from heat, and his heartbeat slowly accelerated.

If she hadn't accidentally raised the topic, she might not have known this life, and Li Yuntang did this for her quietly.

Who can tell her how she should refuse to think about her and care about considerate men?

On the side, the doctor came over to whisper a few words to the dean. The latter nodded and said sorry to Yan Xiaye away: "Mrs. Young Madam, I still have some things to be busy with. Do you need me to do anything else?

”

"No more, thank you."

Saying goodbye to the dean, Yan Xiaye wandered alone in front of the ward for a long time, but in the end he still couldn't muster up the courage to go in and visit again.

After leaving the hospital with great worries, she got into the car she had been waiting for for a long time and returned to the Qin family without saying a word.

As soon as I entered the door, several women who were responsible for taking care of her had been looking forward to her figure since early in the morning. Now, they rushed to surround her. The worried expression was not like a false statement: "Miss, why did you come back? We all want to

I'm so worried!"

"No, we even plucked up the courage to ask Young Master Yan, and he didn't know your whereabouts."

"Have you eaten breakfast? Since you slipped away yesterday, the old man's face has been scary, and he is not in the mood to eat breakfast."

Yan Xiaye was not in the mood to chat with them, and nodded perfunctorily: "Is Mr. Qin in the study? I want to see him."

"Unfortunately, the old man went out half an hour ago and told us to keep you at all costs once we see you, Miss. After all, you are the protagonist of the evening banquet."

"Yes, please go back to your room and have a good rest. There is a makeup artist specially hired for you at home. You just need to keep your energy and wait until you make a beautiful appearance in the evening."

"That's right, you left frivolously yesterday, so let's forget it, even Young Master Yan is in trouble."

So, she still has to thank Qin Yan.

After silently recording the information the maid revealed to her, Yan Xiaye returned to the room with no choice, picked up the biography of the celebrity and read it, preparing to follow Mr. Qin's instructions, and quietly waited for the dinner to begin.

However, she wanted to be a good daughter, but some people refused to let her have peace.

His slender fingers brushed across the pages of the book. Yan Xiaye was reading how Napoleon gained fame, and the door was suddenly knocked out impolitely.

She raised her eyebrows impatiently and looked up at the door: "Who?"

If you dare to come so blatantly to cause trouble for her within the Qin family, you don’t have to be a second person at all.

But she still hoped that the other party would realize how annoying he was and shut up and return the same way.

"Yan Xiaye, don't pretend to be stupid with me!" Qin Jing kicked the door angrily, completely ignoring the begging gazes of the maids around him, "Get out, you really think of yourself as the Qin family's

Miss?”

"No need to be a good person. In a sense, I am the eldest lady of the Qin family." Yan Xiaye had no likes and dislikes about these false names, but since this name could anger Qin Jingyi, she was happy to use it. Old God

I changed into a more comfortable position and leaned on the imperial concubine's couch, and my tone was leisurely like adding fuel to the fire: "Don't worry, no matter what you say, I won't open the door for you."

Since she knew that Mr. Qin was not at home, it would be fine if she provoked Qin Jingyi, there was no need to fight with a madman second-generation ancestor in person.

"You bitch!" Qin Jing was so angry that he was both burned inside and kicked the door hard again without giving up. He couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning in pain.

Look! Even the door of the room can tell how biased the old man is. The broken door of his room is often not as good as his foot, and the door in front of him is not moving at all, and it is not sure that there is a steel plate built in it!

The more I thought about it, the more I became more and more hatred. Qin Jing glanced at the maid whom the old man sent to Yan Xiaye with a gloomy look. Two of them had wanted to hook up long ago, but unfortunately the old man didn't allow him to do anything wrong outside.

The family is causing trouble.

Seeing that the pain was beyond the reach of this, he pulled a pretty person over in anger, and touched the other person's waist in distractedly. The background voice of the maid screamed softly and said with a wicked smile: "Okay."

Sister, it doesn’t matter if you don’t open the door. I’ll have fun with these maids. I’ll send it back to you after I’ve had enough fun.”

"Young Master, I really don't have that meaning, please..."

The maid panicked and pushed Qin Jingyi's savage hand, tears rolling in her eyes, and she didn't dare to ask Yan Xiaye for help, so she tried her best to find a way to get out: "Don't you have Miss Lin Yao anymore."

?Ms. Lin will be very sad to do such a thing to me, even for her sake..."

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm just polite to you. I heard that you have a sister in your family who is studying in college abroad, so don't be ignorant of politeness."

Qin Jingyi rarely seized an opportunity that could satisfy his wishes. After weighing the pros and cons, he really decided to say that Xia Ye would just hold the maid and turn around and leave.

The next moment, the door in front of him suddenly opened, Yan Xiaye appeared in everyone's sight with an expressionless face, and glanced at Qin Jing coldly and said, "Let her go."

"Miss!" The maid cried with joy, broke free from Qin Jingyi's restraints with both hands and feet, and ran to Yan Xiaye crying and said, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

"It's okay, he was coming for me." He held the corner of his lips at the maid, and Yan Xiaye looked at Qin Jingyi with his hands wrapped around his shoulders, with a cold expression as if he saw a pile of large garbage moving: "

What's the matter with me?"

"If you don't have anything to do, can't you find you?" Qin Jingyi tsk his tongue unhappily, pushed Yan Xiaye away and broke into her room casually. After glanced around for a few times, he became even more unhappy. He stared at a Yuan Dynasty vase on the bookcase.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I have asked the old man several times to ask him for this thing, but he refused to give it to me. Unexpectedly, he came to you without saying a word."

Yan Xiaye had no interest in antiques, and sat on the sofa with a depressed expression. He felt that Qin Jingyi's behavior was like a naughty child who had not grown up, "Just for a bottle? You like to take it away, don't forget to

Just say it.”

"Will you care about something you don't even look down on?"

Qin Jing couldn't stand Yan Xia Ye's appearance of being uncontested, and made up his mind to reveal her hypocritical skin. He sat down on the sofa opposite her with great momentum, and finally told him what he was going to do: "Yan Xia

Ye, you and I know that your mother is a concubine raised by the old man outside. To put it nicely, she is called a lover, but in essence they are the same. Your mother is sorry to my mother, so you are sorry to me, are there any problems?" (Unfinished
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