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Without even turning around, he directly said to Pei Qingcheng, "Madam, you have one last choice. Madam Ye and Mister Ye are not idiots, they would definitely not believe that I would die on a pile of apple peel, so, if you follow me to the hospital, if anything happens to me, I'm afraid that this time you will not be able to escape."

"Drive." Pei Qingcheng sat up straight, "To the hospital."

Her voice was flat and even, and at times, she and Nightmare actually somewhat resembled each other.

The more critical the situation, the calmer she became.

Since that was the case, Ding Han didn't say anything else.

He started the car again and headed in the direction of the hospital.

The door of the sickroom was crowded with people. Mr. Ye paced back and forth restlessly in the doorway while Mrs. Ye sobbed softly. Shen Kui, with his red eyes, gently caressed her back to comfort her.

The atmosphere today was clearly more solemn than yesterday. It could be seen that Ye Wen's condition was not very good.

Pei Qingcheng walked over step by step. When the crowd saw her, especially Mister Ye and Madam Ye, their eyes were filled with rage.

Pei Qingcheng walked to the door and peeked through the glass.

He lay on the bed with his eyes closed, his body full of instruments.

Compared to yesterday, his face was flushed from embarrassment. According to Ding Han, he was suffering from an infection and was suffering from a high fever.

Pei Qingcheng's hand was tightly gripping onto the railing of the wall. The monitor in the room showed all kinds of numbers, indicating that Ye Wen was likely to die at any moment.

Wasn't she supposed to be happy?

More than once, when she cried in front of Yin Ha's grave, she would grit her teeth and swear that she would kill Ye Wen with her own hands.

But now, his dream had come true.

At this moment, Ye Wen was lying on his back less than three meters away from her. He was cold, ruthless, and his overweening aura of an emperor had completely disappeared.

However, not only was she unhappy, her heart felt as if it was tightly clenched by a hand, making it impossible to breathe.

Suddenly, Madam Ye's voice came from behind him, "Pei Qingcheng, follow me."

She turned around and saw that Mrs. Ye had already led the way to the end of the corridor.

Pei Qingcheng did not say a word as she followed behind Madam Ye, entering an empty office.

Just as he was about to close the door, Ding Han blocked the door. Lowering his head, he said to Madam Ye, "Madam, this matter has nothing to do with you. You know who I care about the most, so please be magnanimous."

Madam Ye glared at Ding Han. "Get out!"

Ding Han glanced at Pei Qingcheng meaningfully. He could not disobey Madam Ye's orders. He could only close the door softly behind him and retreat.

Only Madam Ye and Pei Qingcheng were left in the room.

Pei Qingcheng knew why Madam Ye had called her in. They had only listened to Ding Han's story yesterday, and would definitely have sent someone to investigate later on. Yesterday was the day of Yin Ha's sacrifice, and Ye Wen had done the same thing. There was no such coincidence in the world, so the first person Madam Ye suspected was Pei Qingcheng.

She walked in front of Pei Qingcheng and stared at her intently, her eyes seemed to be spitting fire, "My son has never been a person who covets beautiful women. You are very beautiful, but there are many more beautiful women than you, I don't know what kind of poison he is infected with, or how much he loves you!"

If Madam Ye had said such words to Pei Qingcheng in the past, Pei Qingcheng would definitely return the favor verbatim. What I hope the least is that your son will fall in love with me!

However, at this moment, she couldn't say a single word.

She lowered her head to look at the tip of her feet. Madam Ye's furious voice floated above her head, "Pei Qingcheng, the reason why I treated you as a treasure is not to give you the chance to harm me!" I can crush you into the ground at any time, but I love you so much that I have tolerated your existence, but I cannot tolerate you hurting him! "

Pei Qingcheng had no power to refute Madam Ye's words.

As a mother, facing the woman that had hurt her son, she was able to maintain such a high level of self-control, not raising her hand and giving her a few big slaps. Her mental fortitude was truly amazing.

Right at that moment, the phone in Pei Qingcheng's hand rang. She subconsciously looked down at the message Ding Han had sent her. It read: "Don't say anything, don't say anything!"

There were six exclamation marks at the back.

This was not because of Pei Qingcheng's personality, she was the one who dared to take responsibility for everything. She was the one who did it, she would definitely not let anyone else take the blame.

However, Ding Han's repeated warnings and warnings were also part of his tiredness.

Now that Nightingale was on the verge of death, he was still thinking for her.

A bitter and indescribable feeling welled up in Pei Qingcheng's heart.

Madam Ye was trying her best to suppress her anger, trying her best to keep her voice calm, "Pei Qingcheng, I'm not sure how much time you have left, but it's best if you pray for him to stay alive, so that you can have someone to protect you. If he doesn't survive this, Pei Qingcheng, I can guarantee that you will use us to pay respects to your fiance and I will use you to sacrifice my life!"

After saying this, Madam Ye seemed to have used up all her strength.

She didn't even bother to look at Pei Qingcheng as she walked past her and opened the door.

Pei Qingcheng stood rooted to the spot, her hands wet from sweat.

Ding Han rushed in from outside, and sized Pei Qingcheng up worriedly, "Madam, are you alright?"

"Nope." Pei Qingcheng shook her head and leaned against the wall.

"Your forehead is sweating profusely." Ding Han handed over a tissue to Pei Qingcheng, who casually wiped it before replying in a mocking tone, "Madam Ye's threat is too terrifying, scaring me. That's why I'm sweating. It seems like if I want to save my own life, I'll have to bring your grandpa back to life."

Ding Han glanced at her, not knowing what she meant.

Pei Qingcheng had already left the room and was walking towards the door of the sickroom.

She said to the doctor, "I'm going in to cool his physics."

"We have a nurse," the doctor said at once.

"The nurse is the nurse. It's me." Pei Qingcheng said.

The doctor looked at Madam Ye and Mr. Ye, who were standing beside Pei Qingcheng. He could tell that their relationship was not that friendly.

Seeing that the doctor was hesitating, Pei Qingcheng continued: "I can wear protective clothing, I can disinfect the body, and I won't bring germs in."

"This." The doctor could not make up his mind.

Mr. Ye flatly refused, "No need."

Mrs. Ye sat down, upset, and leaned on Shen's shoulder.

They could not trust Pei Qingcheng, she was definitely their number one suspect.

Shen Li whispered into Madam Ye's ears, "The person I trust the most is Pei Qingcheng. Let her in, and perhaps if I can find out, I'll ignite my desire for survival. It might even be better if there are so many pairs of eyes watching me."

"If she were to pull out her breathing tube, she probably wouldn't be able to hold on for more than a second." Lady Ye covered her face and cried.

"No, if she wanted to, she could have done it on the way to the hospital."

It was unknown whether Shen Lo's words had moved them or not, but in the end, Mr. Ye sighed heavily and spoke hoarsely to Pei Qingcheng, "You better know what you want to do."

With their permission, Pei Qingcheng disinfected her entire body and put on her protective suit before walking into the sickroom.

As soon as she entered, the strong smell of medicine assaulted her nostrils. This smell was extremely familiar to her.

Her mother lay lifeless in her hospital bed, not knowing when she would wake up.

Now, Nighteyes lay in bed just like that.

She had an indescribable feeling in her heart, a sour liquid that kept running down her nose and into her eyes.

She dabbed at her eyes with the back of her hand. The back of her hand was wet.

Did she cry?

She was crying?

Crying because of fatigue?

No, she was just scared.

By now, Yin Ha's day of sacrifice had passed, and her wine had awoken.

She knew that she was afraid. If Ye was tired to death, not only would she not live, but the Pei family, her mother, and her brother, who was in prison, would all be dead.

They relied on Pei Qingcheng to survive, while she could only rely on her tedium to survive.

So her tears were fear, fear, and nothing else.

She walked over to Ye Xiu's tired bedside. His face was flushed red as he fell into a deep coma.

Ye Wen's tired body turned out to be very good.

Ever since she stabbed a steel bar three years ago, she had been resting.

Now that she was almost done resting, Pei Qingcheng was the first to arrive.

She was really his nightmare, right?

It looked like the two of them had been enemies in their past life. Either he had taken her life, or she had taken his.

In short, in his previous life, he had brought along unfathomable grudges and grudges, but in this life, he would continue to involve them.

Beside the bed was a basin of warm water and a towel. Pei Qingcheng picked up the towel and wet the water before lightly wringing it dry, unbuttoning her tired hospital gown.

Just as he undid the third button, his fingers touched the thick gauze covering his chest.

She retracted her hand as if she had been scalded. She could not imagine how she had been able to stab the knife into the ground last night.

She couldn't help but think of the moment when Nightingale fainted last night.

He was helping her remove the fingerprints from the knife.

Initially, Pei Qingcheng had thought that Ye Wen was just joking. She hadn't expected that he would really allow her to kill her.

He also didn't expect that, in the end, Nightmare was still defending her.

His heart suddenly throbbed in pain, so much that he couldn't even breathe.

She used one hand to prop herself up from the bed while the other hand was holding a towel to gently wipe off the burning hot skin.

She knew that there were many pairs of eyes watching her out the window.

They were afraid that she would once again be at a disadvantage against Ye Xiu.

In their eyes, she was a spell, a Gu, a poison.

It made Ye Xiu very tired of being poisoned and he was unable to extricate himself.

After the soft towel had wiped off the skin on Zhang Ye's body, the warm water had turned into hot water. It was clear how high his temperature had risen.

After he had finished wiping, he tied up all of Ye Mo's clothes one by one and pulled the blanket up.

Suddenly, when her hand touched his, his fingers moved.

Pei Qingcheng was surprised and happy at the same time. She hurriedly held Ye Wen's hand and whispered into his ear, "Ye Wen, Ye Wen, can you hear me?"