Gu Yi put his eyes on Shi Zeyu, and he said: "Mr. Zhan is also a human being, not a god, and there are things he can't see."

That's right, Zhan Yeling is also a human being, a flesh and blood body, and sometimes distracted.

It is impossible for him to know everything that happened anywhere.

"What he can't see is really important. The dignified president doesn't know what to prioritize." Shi Zeyu was still dissatisfied.

He loves his sister.

"Isn't Young Master Shi also the CEO? Then you have taken care of your beloved?" Gu Yi suddenly asked a question.

When Shi Zeyu heard the words, his face immediately sank, and his heart ached.

His beloved, hehe...

He Jixiang, you made me the butt of ridicule!

Shi Zeyu glared at Guyi.

When Shi Xiaomei saw this, no matter how much he didn't want to speak, he still had to speak: "Okay, it's important to go to the hospital."

Guyi opened the back door and looked at Shi Xiaomei, asking her to take a seat.

Shi Xiaomei glanced at Shi Zeyu, but decided to take Guyi's car.

Gu Yi blocked the door with his hands, worried that she would hit her head.

When she sat in, he looked at Shi Zeyu respectfully again: "Master Shi, please."

Shi Zeyu snorted coldly, and sat in anyway.

He and Shi Xiaomei are two sick patients, so it is indeed inappropriate to drive.

For the sake of safety, even if you are angry, you have to bear it for a while.

At that time, one of the family members was already in critical condition and was lying in the hospital. No one else could have an accident.

Guyi drove the car, and the car moved forward quickly and steadily.

In the car, because there were no talkative people, the atmosphere was very quiet.

When Guyi was free, he would glance at the rearview mirror and see Shi Xiaomei's expression in his eyes.

Her cold and beautiful face was tense, with a look of worry on her face.

Seeing Gu Yi felt a little distressed.

He knew she was worried about Shimeow, but he was worried about her.

After a while, I arrived at the hospital.

Guyi went to the underground parking lot to park, and Shi Xiaomei and Shi Zeyu advanced to the hospital.

Pushing open the door of the ward, a deadly low air pressure hit, which made people feel even more sad.

Shi Xiaomei looked towards the hospital bed, and saw Shi Miao lying on the bed, her face was pale, her lips were still the same, purple.

She was motionless, as if she hadn't woken up yet.

And Zhan Yeling sat beside her, holding Shi Miao's hand in his big hand, holding it like a treasure.

His complexion was very bad, his brows were full of pain, and some green stubble grew on his tired handsome face.

The whole person looked haggard and pitiful.

Torturing a man of eight feet into such a state can only cause severe heartache.

Seeing this, Shi Xiaomei walked over, put her backpack under the bed, and said to Zhan Yeling, "Zhan Yeling, let me give her a pulse first."

Zhan Yeling's gaze fixed on Shi Miao's face slowly moved, and he looked at Shi Xiaomei.

Seeing those eyes, Shi Xiaomei's heart trembled and she was shocked.

In just over an hour, Zhan Yeling's eyes were bloodshot and frighteningly red.

what happened to him?

Seeing him like this, Shi Xiaomei couldn't help saying: "Don't worry, Shimiao won't die, don't torture yourself..."

Yes, she could see that Zhan Yeling was torturing herself now.

As Shi Zeyu said just now, Zhan Yeling should be blaming himself for his negligence and not taking good care of Shimiao.

Grief, mixed with self-blame, is the most tormenting emotion.

Such a powerful Zhan Yeling was tortured like this.

Zhan Yeling just glanced at her, didn't speak, got up, stood next to the hospital bed, still watching Shimeow.