"Master Qiao is in the hospital. [No pop-ups. Steward Sun said, "Miss Ye, do you want to go and have a look?" ”

Miss Ye's heart tightened, he really had to be in the hospital.

"In which hospital? Is the situation serious? ”

"I can take you there, it's hard to say, I guess I haven't woken up yet. Miss Ye, who called you? Mr. Meng? ”

"It's not." Ye Jiaqi just shook his head.

"Oh, Miss Ye, I'll take you to the hospital."

Steward Sun has been looking forward to Ye Jiaqi's return, and now that Ye Jiaqi is back, she can't wait to take her to the hospital immediately.

She put Ye Jiaqi's suitcase aside, with a worried look on her face.

"Miss Ye, are you going to leave when you come back this time?"

Ye Jiaqi was silent.

All I could think about was that person, his smile, his voice, his face.

The heart is like a hand holding it, and it can't breathe.

It won't be the last, it's going to get better.

Steward Sun sighed and handed her the insulated box: "Miss Ye, this is the chicken soup I just boiled in the morning, you bring it to Master Qiao." ”

"Seriously?" Ye Jiaqi frowned.

"I've been vomiting blood for the past few days, and with the high fever that doesn't go away, the situation is somewhat serious. Originally, Qiao Ye refused to be hospitalized, but he couldn't bear it. ”

"Like a child, what's wrong with being hospitalized, is it a shame?"

"I didn't listen to what Qiao Ye said, he was still smoking and drinking when he was not in good health, and he didn't take himself seriously at all."

Ye Jiaqi gritted his teeth.

She knew Josnian's temper, and what she insisted on doing would not be listened to by anyone.

"Miss Ye, when Qiao Ye wakes up, you persuade him, you persuade him, he will definitely listen."

"How could he listen to me."

It's not that I haven't been persuaded.

Tell him not to smoke, he insists on smoking, making fun of himself.

"Master Qiao will listen to you, he will." Steward Sun's tone was firm, "Miss Ye, let's go." ”

Steward Sun took Ye Jiaqi out of Qiao's house.

"Miss Ye, how is this New Year? Did you live alone? ”

Ye Jiaqi shook his head: "No." ”

"Uh-oh." Steward Sun didn't ask much, it wasn't a person, it should be the New Year with Mr. Cheng.

Butler Sun nagged: "This year's New Year, Qiao Ye spent alone in Qiao's house, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, he simply ate a meal and smoked in the bedroom alone. Exceptional."

"Steward Sun, where are the people from Qiao's house?"

"Master Qiao has been dismissed."

"Why?" Ye Jiaqi's eyes widened, "It's a good Qiao house, why do you want to dismiss everyone?" ”

"I don't know, Miss Ye, when Qiao Ye wakes up, you can ask him."

Ye Jia was full of doubts, he didn't come back for a year, how did it become like this.

It's depressed everywhere and it's not popular.

This is not the Qiao house in her impression, the Qiao house in her heart is vibrant and lively.

Was it because he was sick that he dismissed all the servants?

Ye Jiaqi was puzzled, and no one could give her an answer.

The trees outside the car window are receding one by one, and the scenery is dazzling in front of you.

Ye Jiaqi's fingers gently rubbed the thermos box, he hadn't seen him for more than a year, did he still recognize her?

And what about her, does she still recognize him?

The car was driving on the bustling road in the capital, and the fog had cleared in the early morning, and the scarf around her neck had not yet had time to take off.

About half an hour later, the taxi pulled up in front of a hospital.

"Third floor, VIP ward." Steward Sun took Ye Jiaqi to the hospital.