Poof!
Ye Xiyao opened her mouth to say she was fine, but a mouthful of blood was already spilling out, and her head tilted to the side as she fainted in Li Changlin's arms.
"Xiyao, Xiyao!"
Li Changlin cried out in alarm, yelling loudly.
"Sister Xiyao."
"Xiyao!"
The women in the car all scrambled out in panic, rushing toward them.
Li Changlin picked up Ye Xiyao and shouted loudly as he turned back, "Chen Mingjiang, drive the car over right now!"
Li Changlin knew that Xiyao's illness must have flared up again. With only one month left before Xiyao turned twenty-four, his heart grew even more tense.
Not long after, Chen Mingjiang drove the car over. Li Changlin carried Ye Xiyao into the car and issued a hurried command to head straight for the hospital.
Although the Li Family had doctors, they lacked the equipment available in hospitals.
Chen Mingjiang did not dare delay and immediately steered the car out of the estate, speeding toward the nearest hospital.
