"Secretary Fu, I'm..."
Fleming's eyes were red, his throat was blocked, and he couldn't speak.
Although he didn't work with Gu Yunxiao for a long time, he had deep admiration for Gu Yunxiao besides loyalty.
"No matter what the final result is, we have to face it calmly. Even if the diagnosis is confirmed, I believe that the fifth young master will surely overcome the disease. "
Fu Qinglun turned to his side and looked at Gu Yunxiao, who was still closed.
His mind was not as calm as it seemed.
There is no cure for this disease. Once diagnosed, it is not far from death.
Fu Qinglun thought: once Gu Yunxiao has something to do with his family? What about his family?
"Secretary Fu, don't you hide it from Mr. Gu these days and wait for the second consultation?"
The doctor twisted his eyebrows and suggested.
"Well."
Fu Qinglun gave a low response.
"I'll arrange it now."
The doctor said again.
"Good."
Fleming's eyes were red and he watched the doctor go out. He was too heavy to breathe.
He slowly walked to Gu Yunxiao's hospital bed, looked up at the drip bottle and pulled the corners of his mouth.
"The young master must have stayed up too late recently, and he can't bear it any more..."
"Well, Fleming. This is not the time for pessimism. You still have a lot to deal with. Cheer up. "
Fu Qinglun walked over, pulled out the chair in front of the hospital bed and sat down.
"Secretary Fu, I'm going to deal with it."
Fleming took a puff on his nose with a heavy nasal voice.
"Well."
After Fu Qinglun whispered, Fleming walked out with heavy legs.
……
The city of Santiago.
Yuwen Qingge is sitting in the study room by the window and drawing the design draft.
After qianjingchuan's guidance, the design draft is more and more close to what she wants in her heart.
It's her first jewelry design, and it's not so handy yet. But she is very attentive, a painting is full of love.
PATA.
The pen core of the finger broke suddenly, and the painting was almost punctured.
She could not help but show a slight frown, narrowed her eyes, showing a trace of heartache. At the same time, the heart contracted, suddenly giving birth to a trace of pain. Then, the heart beat rapidly, the feeling of flustered and flustered had something to happen.
She pursed her lips, covered her heart with her hand, and took two deep breaths. Then he opened the glass and drank two mouthfuls of white water.
The feeling of panic was not suppressed, but even stronger.
She did not want to draw any more. She put away her drawings and brushes and walked out of the library.
Just out of the library, qianjingchuan came face-to-face.
"Master Jingchuan."
Yu Wen Qingge was stunned for a moment and said hello in a low voice.
"Hello."
Qianjingchuan's eyes drooped slightly and the response voice was a little chilly.
"Schoolmaster, I have something else to do. I'll go first..."
Yuwen Qingge is a little embarrassed and smiles.
"Be safe."
Qianjingchuan said coldly, and walked into the library with his bag on his back.
A careless admonition made Yu Wen Qingge more flustered. She turned her head and looked at him, and her lips became more and more tight.
Uneasy, she slowly walked down the steps, more and more tight eyebrows.
"Yuwen Qingge?"
A deep and hoarse call came from afar, which made her eardrum ache.
She couldn't help looking up and looking around.
At this time, there are not many people going in and out of the library.
Yuwen Qingge see everyone did not stop, just think that he just appeared to hear. I feel more and more strange.
What's going on today?
Didn't you have a good rest last night?
"Yuwen Qingge..."
The call came again.
Yuwen Qingge only feels gloomy.
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