Master's Fascinating And Valiant Wife

Zuo fei'er was more frightened and cried more and more. Her little body curled up and trembled.

Seeing this, Pei Yiyou raised his eyebrow, then held Zuo Feier in his arms, wiped away the tears on her cheeks with his big hand, and shrugged his shoulder to Zuo LAN helplessly to remind her:

"Zuo LAN, you've lost your manners. She's only a five-year-old child..."

The anger hasn't dissipated yet. Zuo Lan's chest is constantly undulating up and down, and even the breath between her nose is rough. She has no words, doesn't pay attention to Pei Yiyu and Zuo Feier, and just looks out of the window.

"Fei'er, apologize to Mommy..." Pei Yiyou gently shook Zuo fei'er's body.

Zuo fei'er was still crying out of breath. After hearing Pei Yiyu's words, her tender white hand timidly grabbed Zuo Lan's sleeve and shook it carefully:

"Mommy, don't want Feier... Don't want Feier... Feier will be obedient... Feier won't cry..."

Daddy doesn't like her anymore. If Mommy doesn't want her anymore, she will become a child no one wants!

Listening to the young voice, she sobbed in her ear. Zuo Lan thought that she was afraid of being abandoned when she was a child, so she cried and shouted that she would be obedient.

The heart was tingling. Zuo Lan's anger gradually dissipated bit by bit. He took a long breath, took Zuo fei'er into his arms and said coldly, "go back to the villa."

Zuo fei'er was obedient. Her two small hands wiped tears carelessly and didn't dare to make any more noise.

The car turned around and didn't move forward for long. Suddenly, it was its turn to make a harsh sound with the ground, and the car suddenly stopped.

Unprepared, Zuo Lan's body shook forward and her head hit the front seat directly. She was in abnormal pain. She shouted angrily: "Pei Yiyou! What are you doing!"

However, there was no sound in the front row. It was very quiet.

Then, Zuo fei'er shouted, "Mommy! Why doesn't uncle move! He doesn't move at all!"

Hearing the speech, Zuo LAN quickly straightened up and patted Pei Yiyou on the back: "Pei Yiyou! Pei Yiyou! Pei Yiyou! Wake up!"

But no matter how she slapped him, he didn't move, as if he was in a coma.

No, he must have had a heart attack!!

Zuo LAN put Zuo fei'er on the back seat, and then tried his best to move him to the co pilot's seat. At the same time, as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car rushed forward like an arrow.

The car was moving forward at a high speed. She said to the left fei'er behind, "hold on, don't twist your body!"

When they got to the hospital, the doctors and nurses quickly carried Pei Yihuan into the operating room and began to check his body.

Originally, she didn't want to make a phone call, but thinking of Pei Yiyou's situation, she still dialed her cell phone.

For a moment, the end of the mobile phone was connected. There was no nonsense. Zuo LAN ran directly to the theme: "Pei Yiyou fainted from a heart attack and is now in the hospital!"

She hung up her cell phone and stood outside the operating room with Zuo Feier in her arms.

Twenty minutes later, Pei Yihuan, Pei Yijing and Pei Yifeng arrived and sat on the couch.

Although Pei Yifeng is full of dissatisfaction with Pei Yiyu, after all, he was born to a mother and a brother. How can he not come at this critical moment?

Last time, in order to save the third brother, he just had a test operation. The eldest brother blackmailed the second brother's 4% share!

This time he was lying in the operating room. He was blushing and embarrassed to see his second and third brothers!

You really can't advance an inch!

After a long time, the door of the operating room was opened, and the doctor came out with the report: "President Pei, the patient has congenital heart disease. Now the situation is very serious."

Pei Yihuan spilled light from his throat: "I know."

"Now the only way is to transplant the heart, but the heart can't be transplanted at will. It's to match the type and test. It's a big project."

"So?" Pei Yihuan's slightly narrowed eyes fell on the doctor.

"The young master's heart type is very special, and matching is very difficult. Since he knew that the young master was a congenital heart disease at the age of six, master Pei filed the young master's case. Let's pay attention to the matching heart every day and call him at the first time, but the result is very regrettable."

Hearing the speech, Pei Yifeng, who had never spoken, asked, "how serious is his condition now?"

"It's very serious. All the indexes of his heart are weakening. In bad words, it's no longer effective compared with a pile of rotten iron. The young master's face has begun to be blue and can't exercise violently.

Occasionally, it is accompanied by fainting. If the situation is surprisingly good, it is possible to lose breath for two or three years. Otherwise, it is possible for several months, mainly because his condition is too bad. "

"Well, I know..." Pei Yifeng nodded slowly.

He knew that his elder brother's condition was very serious. He went to the United States because his condition was too serious. The master arranged a doctor in the United States to let him go for treatment.

After returning home, he saw at the first sight that he had lost a lot. Although he was still in good shape, he could clearly see the loss.

Inpatient Ward.

Pei Yiyou is lying on the hospital bed and still in a coma.

"Second brother, is it difficult to find a matching heart?"

Nodding, Pei Yihuan said faintly, "I heard what the doctor said just now. It's not easy to find a suitable one, and few people will donate their hearts."

Because donating the heart means death. Few people will choose to do so except those who are willing to donate the heart.

"I know that donating a heart means death." Pei Yifeng suddenly felt his head hurt, his hands were kneaded heavily, and his body leaned on the sofa.

It's OK to treat other diseases, but there is no other way for congenital heart disease.

The people in the ward were very silent. At this time, Pei Yiyu on the bed coughed and narrowed his eyes slowly.

When he looked at all the figures in the ward, his long and narrow eyes were slightly upward, and the corner of his mouth smiled casually and lazily: "ouch, why are they here?"

No one spoke, and the silent silence flowed in the room.

"Don't talk?" Pei Yiyou sat up from the hospital bed, looked around and frowned: "how could I be in the hospital?"

The next second, he clapped his hands suddenly: "by the way, it must be my heart attack. I almost forgot this kind of thing, really!"

As he spoke, he went to get the cigarette on the table and lit it. He hadn't smoked yet, but Pei Yifeng had grabbed it and threw it directly into the dustbin.

"Don't think your life is too long?" Pei Yifeng said impolitely.

His eyes stopped on Pei Yifeng for a few seconds and left. He knew clearly: "it seems that I already know my illness. I'm still thinking that maybe one day I'll die and you won't find it. It seems that I still have some attention..."

Hearing the speech, Pei Yifeng just wanted to punch up: "since you already know your disease, you still smoke and drink?"

"By the way, there is an idiom that doesn't say well, be prepared..." Pei Yiyou picked his eyebrow, narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Hearing the deep meaning of his words, Pei Yihuan Yingting frowned: "what do you mean by this sentence?"

"As for what it means, you will soon know..." slowly, Pei Yiyou said word by word.

But Zuo LAN knew what he meant. Among these people in the ward, he was the only one who knew!

Before she could speak, Pei Yiyu had handed Pei Yihuan the letter: "my dear second brother, have a good look..."

The big hand with distinct bones took the letter paper. Pei Yihuan looked at it word by word, but the more he saw the bottom of the letter paper, the colder and uglier his face was!

Even, his big hand is about to crush the letter paper!

"Don't patronize yourself. You can let the third and fourth brothers see..."

Looking at the sudden change of his second brother's face, Pei Yifeng couldn't wait to grab the stationery. His reaction was no exception, even more ugly. He stared at the second brother and then the third brother!

Pei Yijing looked at them puzzled. He didn't understand why their faces became like this. He took two steps forward. He took the letter paper from Pei Yifeng's hand and said faintly, "let me see..."

This time, even Pei Yijing's look changed. Look at the second brother and the letter paper. His eyes finally fell on Pei Yiyu.

Pei Yiyou breathed a sigh and leaned against the head of the bed:

"Why do you look at me like this? It seems that I am the culprit. Please remember that it is the old man who makes these decisions, not me. I have no right and ability. If I don't believe it, I can test the authenticity of the handwriting..."

"It's not necessary, his handwriting hasn't reached the point I don't know..." pulling his thin lips, Pei Yihuan's voice was low and cold, with cold ice.

Hearing the speech, Pei Yiyu's mouth slightly moved: "that's good, where's the third brother?"

Pei Yijing was shocked. He didn't return to his mind for a long time. He didn't know what he was thinking, let alone words.

"Third brother, why don't you speak? Are you frightened by this letter?" Pei Yiyou called softly, and his voice could be heard by all the people in the room.

Returning to his mind, Pei Yifeng casually left the letter paper aside, rushed to the hospital bed with an angry face, twisted Pei Yiyu's clothes in front of his chest with both hands, gasped violently and turbid, and clenched his fist in the air with one hand.

"Why, do you want to beat me now?"

Pei Yiyou put his face close to Pei Yifeng: "I will never have any opinion. You can beat him as much as possible, but you should remember, it's the old man who made these decisions, not me..."

Raise your hand. Pei Yifeng slams Pei Yiyu's body aside. His back collides with the wall firmly, making a dull noise.

Pei Yiyou's face was a little blue and purple. In addition, his back hit the wall hard, and a sharp pain spread in his body. He covered his chest with his hands and coughed violently: "cough... Cough... Cough..."“