"Yes." Qin Xiang responded absent-mindedly.

Han Xiucheng hurriedly left. Old Master Ye looked back at him and found that he was walking towards the water dispenser. So he didn't think much about it and turned his head to look at the door of the intensive care unit. It was already the expected time. The door had not opened yet. I don't know what was going on inside...

...

Han Xiucheng came to the water dispenser, took a water cup, took out his cell phone with his other hand and called, and the phone was quickly answered: "Master!"

"Stop Zhao's army!" Han Xiucheng whispered.

"yes."

...

After hanging up the phone, Han Xiucheng poured a cup of warm water and a cup of steaming boiling water back to the waiting place: "Uncle, your water."

At the same time, he handed the steaming cup of boiling water to Mr. Ye, "Mr., have a glass of water."

"No need..." Before Old Master Ye finished speaking, Han Xiucheng accidentally dropped the paper cup on him, and the hot boiling water was poured on Old Master Ye's leg. Old Master Ye's face changed in pain, and his old hand trembled.

"Oh my God..." Han Xiya hurried over to wipe Old Master Ye.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Han Xiucheng quickly apologized, "I didn't mean it..."

Xiao Han frowned tightly and stared at Han Xiucheng sharply. What exactly did this sinister and cunning guy want to do?

"You obviously did it on purpose." Feng Yuan, the bodyguard of the Ye family, pushed Han Xiucheng away angrily.

"It's outrageous. You dare to deliberately burn our old man." Several other bodyguards were also very angry.

"Why are you yelling? Xiucheng said that he didn't mean it..." Qin Wei'er started arguing with them.

"Weier, stop talking, it's me wrong..." Han Xiucheng felt very "sincere".

"What's wrong with you? His grandson stabbed my mother, and we didn't say a word to them. They still dare to be so arrogant now..." Qin Wei'er made a big fuss.

"You finally said your psychological words, because our Young Master Ye accidentally stabbed Mrs. Winnie, you will make things difficult for our old man..."

The quarrels on both sides became more and more powerful. Qin Xiang felt very irritable. Just as he was about to stop him, the door of the ward finally opened. The doctor walked out in a hurry. Qin Xiang hurriedly met him: "How is it?"

"I apologize. Mrs. Zun's situation is getting worse now..." The doctor said anxiously, "Don't argue here anymore. Now when is it? You are still quarreling here, which seriously affects Mrs.'s treatment."

"Did you hear it? Shut up all of them-----" Qin Xiang roared angrily.

Everyone calmed down, and Han Xiucheng asked with concern: "Doctor, how about auntie? What did you mean by what you just said? What does the situation mean even worse??"

"Yes, how about my mommy?" Qin Weier also asked.

"We will seek other treatment plans, but now we have to issue a critical illness notice to you first." The doctor timidly took out a critical illness notice to Qin Xiang, "We will do our best, but no one can guarantee the result..."

Hearing this sentence, Qin Xiang staggered and almost fell down. Han Xiucheng hurriedly supported him.

"What does it mean to not guarantee the result?" Old Master Ye said calmly, "If you can't guarantee it, then change the doctor."
Chapter completed!