There was the sound of a door being pushed open, followed by panic—
"Oh my God! Mr. Si! Mr. Si! Mr. Si, wake up!"
Di Bao held his breath and was speechless. There was only one thought in his mind: Si Yuanqi was dead.
Then the man called an ambulance in a panic. After a while of noise, it became quiet.
There was only the image of the phone facing the ceiling.
A few minutes later, someone came in and saw Dibao in the video when he picked up his phone.
Surprised, "Who are you?"
"What happened to Si Yuanqi?" Di Bao found his voice again.
"He...his leukemia relapsed and he vomited blood all over the floor."
"W-what? A relapse?"
"I asked him to find Di Shen Doctor, but he refused. His condition is getting worse and worse. He just vomited a lot of blood. I'm going to the hospital now. I'm afraid he's not going to survive. Sigh..." Dai Binqing hung up the video call, turned around and left the room.
Leaving a pool of blood on the ground.
Dibao stood there stupidly, holding the phone, his face pale.
Not anymore? Si Yuanqi is not anymore? How is that possible?
Didn’t her third brother say that Si Yuanqi was dead?
Dibao opened the bathroom door and rushed out, almost bumping into Di Bolin who came to look for her.
Di Bolin hurriedly supported her, and seeing his little sister was frightened, he asked, "What's wrong?"
"Third brother, Si Yuanqi's illness has relapsed, what should we do? He vomited a lot of blood, and the person who took his phone said that Si Yuanqi might not survive... Third brother, didn't you say that Si Yuanqi recovered after the operation?" Di Bao asked anxiously.
Di Bo frowned, "Relapse?"
"Yes, that person said it had relapsed, but Si Yuanqi didn't want to look for you. Now it's getting worse. Third brother..."
"Don't worry, I'll go check it out."
"Can it be cured? If you go, he won't die, right?"
"Yes, I believe in Third Brother, right? If I don't let him die, he will definitely survive."
Dibao nodded and saw her third brother turn and leave with tears in his eyes.
She couldn't accept Si Yuanqi's death. It wasn't easy for him to survive, so why was he plagued by illness again?
She had already felt sorry for him enough...
Ye Qinyi came over to comfort her, "Abao, it's okay, your third brother is a miracle doctor, he will definitely be able to save him."
"I know……"
Before Si Minghan came back, Di Bao had regained his composure.
Said to Si Minghan, "My third brother has gone back."
"He called me." Si Minghan said.
"Oh, what did you say?"
"Put the kids here, he'll check the blade."
"so……"
Di Bao knew that if her third brother had not called Si Minghan in advance, he would definitely have noticed something was wrong.
"He seems a little anxious." Si Minghan's dark eyes were deep.
Even if you need to check the blade, there is no need to rush.
Di Bao played dumb. "Why are you so anxious?" She threw the question to Si Minghan, trying to stay out of the situation. "What about my elder and second brothers?"
"No." Si Minghan's hand was inserted into her hair, and his warm palm was against the back of her delicate neck.
Concealed his cunning mind.
Why did he feel anxious? Di Bolin left at the wrong time.
Leave before dinner time unless something important has happened.
And Di Bolin said to investigate the blade.
So, is there an urgent problem over there?
He didn't point out the doubts because he didn't want to make Dibao anxious.
Di Bolin got off the plane and was taken to the hospital where Si Yuanqi was located.
While on the plane, I contacted the person who had Si Yuanqi's phone.
In a single room.
Si Yuanqi lay on the hospital bed, his face pale, an oxygen mask on his face, tubes inserted into his body, and he was even thinner than last time.
This made Di Bolin frown.
Dai Binqing walked to the bedside and called softly, "Mr. Si? Mr. Si?"
Si Yuanqi opened his eyes slightly.
"The Emperor's Divine Doctor is here."
Si Yuanqi turned around and looked at Di Bolin who appeared in the ward, his eyes were powerless.
Dai Binqing helped her take off the oxygen mask.
He pulled the corners of his weak mouth and smiled, "Divine Doctor Emperor..."
"You really know how to surprise me." Di Bolin said indifferently.
At this time, there was a knock on the ward door, and the dean, feeling extremely stressed, handed over all of Si Yuanqi's examination reports with both hands.
Di Bolin flipped through it, his expression growing darker the more he looked.
It is obviously a state after relapse, and the data is even worse.
It has to be said that Di Bolin encountered a difficult and complicated disease.
The stem cell transplant was a very minor operation for him and was even very successful.
The relapse, and at such a fast speed, must have a reason.
"Have you eaten anything you shouldn't?" Di Bo looked at Si Yuanqi lying on the bed with a sharp gaze.
"No. What can I eat..." Si Yuanqi's face was pale and his voice was weak.
Di Bolin never encountered such a difficult problem in his medical skills.
At least compared with his various experiments, it is not worth mentioning at all.
There are cases of blood cancer recurrence, but this has never happened to him!
If it wasn't about eating indiscriminately, then Si Yuanqi was the one who deserved to die!
"Divine Doctor Emperor, forget it. This is my fate. Don't waste your energy." Si Yuanqi seemed discouraged and didn't want to treat the disease anymore. It was useless anyway.
"Since you won't treat me, I'll use you as an experiment! Opportunities like this don't come around often for doctors. I've never encountered one myself."
"...I refuse." Si Yuanqi said.
He would not agree to be studied like a guinea pig.
"Refusal is invalid." Di Bolin ordered the men behind him, "Transfer him to Xizhou Island."
Then walk out.
"Go away!" Seeing his men approaching the bed, Si Yuanqi struggled to get up and even smashed the glass on the bedside table.
With a snap, it broke into pieces.
Di Bolin turned around, his eyes cold and stern, "What are you doing?"
Si Yuanqi looked at Shangdi Bolin with a dead and negative look, "Even if you are a miracle doctor, you can't save someone who doesn't want to live. Why waste time and torture me physically and mentally..."
Di Bolin's face was cold.
No matter how many people spent huge sums of money and even broke their fortunes to ask him to treat them, it all depended on his mood. He was stubborn and refused repeatedly.
If it wasn't for his precious sister, why would he still look at the patient's face? He's really rebellious!
"I'm serious. Don't waste your time." Si Yuanqi lowered his eyelids. "I will only stop loving her when I die. You, the Di family, don't want me to embarrass Bao'er, right? Just let me leave in peace. People want dignity before death. Divine Doctor Di, I know why you insisted on treating me. It was Bao'er's wish. Go back and tell her that I'm very old and no longer alive. Anyway... if I don't contact her, she won't take the initiative to look for me. Just think of me as being alive and well somewhere, okay? Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough!"
Dai Binqing hurriedly put the oxygen mask on him, very worried, "Mr. Si..."
After Si Yuanqi coughed, his consciousness became blurred and breathing with the oxygen mask on became extremely difficult.
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