You Are My Rare Passion

Chi Zhan's heart pounded wildly at her laughter, his ears turned red, and he stammered inexplicably, "Yes, yes, Doctor Yue is right, we are friends..."

Yue Ya'er saw him stuttering and at a loss, and laughed out loud, "Since we are friends, then don't call me Dr. Yue, just call me Ya'er."

"Okay, okay, Ya, Ya'er..." Chi Zhan's cheeks were hot, and somehow he felt that Ya'er was the most beautiful girl's name he had ever heard in the world. When he called it, his heart was sweet and soft, and he couldn't say no. out of kindness.

Yue Ya'er smiled at him, "Go and call Brother Yu over, I'll explain Qingqing's situation to him, and you go and accompany Qingqing."

"Okay, okay!" Chi Zhan turned around and ran back to Chi Qing's bedside, his heart beating fast and chaotically.

Chi Yu didn't know what he had said to Chi Qing, but he had already calmed down Chi Qing's emotions.

When Chi Qing saw Chi Zhan running over, her cheeks were a little red, and she reached out to touch his face, "Second brother, are you hot? Why is your face so red?"

"Ah? Is, is it?" Chi Zhan also touched his face, "I, I seem to be a little hot, that, big brother, Ya'er has something to say to you."

Chi Yu looked around his stupid brother's face...Ya'er?

It's just that he is so gentle and tactful when he calls a girl by her name. His stupid brother is hopeless.

Chi Yu handed his sister to Chi Zhan, and he and Yue Ya'er left the room.

*

In the living room, Ye Xingbei was playing with the two little guys with the new toys that Mi Sheng and Situ Jinse bought for the two little guys.

The door of the living room was open, she heard footsteps in the yard, she tilted her head to look over,

Fang Yao was connecting the phone, put the phone to his ear, and walked towards the living room. Behind him, Qiao Zui, who was doing nothing, followed.

I don't know what was said on the phone, Fang Yao suddenly stopped, his face changed suddenly.

After a while, the phone slipped from his hand, and he swayed and fell to his knees.

Ye Xingbei was startled, threw the toy in his hand, got up and ran towards him.

The two little guys also saw it, and ran after her, the little sapling anxiously shouted: "Brother Yao, what's wrong with you?"

Qiao Zui, who was following Fang Yao, ran over a few steps, knelt down to support him, and asked nervously, "What's wrong? Another leg injury? Does it hurt?"

Fang Yao propped his hands on the ground, staring at the ground, his face pale.

Qiao Zui was in a hurry, "Hurry up and talk, did you hurt your leg? It hurts badly? You want to kill me, don't you?"

After a while, big tears fell from Fang Yao's eyes and hit the ground, "Little Qiao...my grandpa...my grandpa is gone..."

"Go, go?" Qiao Zui repeated in astonishment, and after a while, he sat down on the ground, "Go, died?"

Fang Yao closed his eyes and knelt down on the ground.

Qiao Zui was at a loss: "Why did you leave in good condition? Isn't the old man in good health all the time?"

Fang Yao choked with sobs and said, "Heart attack was sudden, and he left in a few minutes before being rescued in time."

Qiao Zui had experienced the feeling of losing a dear one, and he knew that any language would be pale at this moment.

He patted Fang Yao on the shoulder, "I'll ask someone to book a ticket right away, and I'll go back with you."

Fang Yao's grandfather watched him grow up and loved him very much.

Whether it was for Fang Yao, or for the love of Mr. Fang for him, he would accompany Fang Yao back to express his condolences.