Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

While talking, the car had already driven into Sikong Manor, butler Li stopped the car before speaking, "No, the old lady didn't leave any hair at home. But..."

Haiyue didn't have any thoughts at first, but when she heard Steward Li say that she couldn't do it, she was shocked immediately, "But what?"

"When Miss passed away, she left her hair..."

Miss?

Isn't that...

Haiyue's heart skipped a beat, "Butler Li, take me to find that hair immediately!"

"Uh... oh."

They used the fastest speed to find out the old lady's daughter's hair, and then Haiyue rushed to the hospital with them.

At first, Xia Dongye didn't quite agree with Haiyue's actions. After all, tampering with the data was to...

But after hearing what Haiyue said, she finally reluctantly agreed.

After seeing Xia Dongye nodding, Haiyue breathed a sigh of relief.

She knew that doing this would embarrass Xia Dongye, and if it was serious, it might affect Xia Dongye's medical career, but she really had no other choice...

Because, besides Secretary Lin, the only person she can trust is Xia Dongye by her side now...

Moreover, only by doing this can we suppress that matter...

Haiyue sighed wearily, bid farewell to Xia Dongye, turned around and went to see Sikong Jingqiu in the ward.

The three days Xia Dongye mentioned had passed, and Sikong Jingqiu hadn't woken up yet.

Although his physical condition has improved a lot and he has been transferred to an ordinary VIP ward, he still has to wear a respirator to maintain the oxygen his body needs.

Haiyue sat on the edge of the bed, seeing his body full of tubes, her eyes were red again uncontrollably.

Who on earth is so vicious and wants to put Sikong Jingqiu to death?

Haiyue wiped away the mist from her eyes, held Sikong Jingqiu's pale fingers, and just quietly stared at his ashen and sickly face, what happened in his mind a few days after he fell into a coma.

He wanted to tell Sikong Jingqiu, but he opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be choked again, and he couldn't make a sound.

After swallowing repeatedly several times, he finally spit out intermittent words, his voice was full of suppressed sadness: "Why are you... still awake?"

The first person didn't move at all. If it wasn't for his pale face and respirator, Haiyue really thought he was just asleep.

But the gradually thinning body reminded Haiyue all the time that Sikong Jingqiu was currently suffering from serious illness...

Thinking of the pain he is enduring now, Haiyue's heart twitched, and tears blurred her eyes again.

She lowered her head, not daring to be seen by the nurses tidying up the ward.

As Haiyue lowered her head, tears rolled out of her eyes one by one, dripped on the back of Sikong Jingqiu's hand, broke into small water droplets, and then slid into her fingertips.

Haiyue never knew that she could feel so much pain for one person, and the pain was stronger than ever before.

When Yun Yan was beaten into a vegetative state, she couldn't bear the panic and fear, but she never felt so heartbroken because of Yun Yan's illness.

At that time, she just felt heartbroken for betraying Yunyan...

Perhaps, she just felt heartbroken because she betrayed her love...

But Sikong Jingqiu gave her such a heart-wrenching feeling, the pain made Haiyue think that she would die in almost a second...