The big star has a prince syndrome

Chapter 163 Bad News...

After finally getting the chance to go out alone, Xu Qingran didn't want to go back so early.

In order to keep Ye Yan, he even had the two cats in the manor cleaned and sent to him in advance.

The cats tried very hard to use their "beauty" to seduce Ye Yan to touch them. Their professionalism was as if they knew that if Ye Yan was willing to stay, they would get a big chicken leg.

Ye Yan likes cats, but he can't keep one due to work reasons, so it is really hard for him to refuse such temptation.

Just when he wanted to leave but was reluctant to let go of the cat in his arms, it seemed that he, who always claimed to be unlucky, was blessed by bad luck again.

He didn't bring his cell phone, so Xiao Rui's call could only go through Xu Qingran's cell phone.

Xu Qingran was learning how to cook with his aunt in the kitchen. He made too many unpalatable things for Ye Yan to eat. He wanted to compensate for Ye Yan's taste. This was a skill that the previous Xu Qingran didn't know, so he had to learn it.

"Hello, Xiaorui." He tasted the soup with a spoon in one hand and answered the phone with the other. He seemed very satisfied with his learning results and nodded with satisfaction.

"Mr. Xu has a big problem... My mom just called and said Uncle Ye... he suddenly vomited blood this morning. He was sent to the hospital for examination and they said... it's cancer metastasis... Please send my brother back quickly..."

With a clang, the soup spoon in Xu Qingran's hand fell onto the stove when Xiao Rui finished crying and said the last word.

"Metastasis, does it mean late stage?" Xu Qingran asked as calmly as possible, his face already pale.

It wasn't that he had any feelings for Ye Youcheng, but he was worried about Ye Yan. He couldn't express how he was supposed to convey the fatherly love that Ye Yan had been waiting for so long. The soup he had just drunk seemed to have blocked his chest, and he felt very uncomfortable as he couldn't breathe.

"It's the third issue...Brother Zhuo is already adjusting the announcement. I'll wait for him to come back and go back to T City together. You hurry up..."

Xiao Rui hung up the phone crying. Xu Qingran was still holding the phone in a daze, staring at the boiling soup in the pot for a long time, unable to digest the news he had just heard.

Ye Yan came in with the cat in her arms. Seeing him cooking, she couldn't help but sneer, "What are you doing? Did you get poisoned by the food you cooked?"

Hearing his voice, Xu Qingran was startled and his phone almost fell into the pot. His unusual success was captured by Ye Yan.

"What the hell? What happened again?" Ye Yan asked, thinking it couldn't be his mother again. Judging from his expression, the conversation must have broken down again. I knew I shouldn't have any hope in him...

"Yes, there is a little bit. Let's go back immediately."

Not knowing what to say, Xu Qingran just didn't say anything. He wiped his hands and pulled him out.

The incident happened too suddenly. He even skipped the lunch he had prepared and didn't even give a reason. Ye Yan was very upset and decisively shook off his hand before getting in the car.

"What's going on? Tell me clearly. You want to stay and leave at the same time. Are you kidding me? I'm hungry and I want to eat now."

Xu Qingran pulled him away without saying anything. He was already unhappy and hungry, and now he was even more angry. At the same time, he felt inexplicably uneasy.

Because Xu Qingran's face looked bad, neither irritable nor angry, he couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was. In short, Xu Qingran's eyes were suddenly full of pity when he looked at him.

Xu Qingran had never encountered such a thing before, and he never thought that he would experience such a thing. He couldn't say it to the person he loved most that his father might have a terminal illness that would kill him. He would rather stab himself than say it.

"I just received a call from Xiao Rui, saying that your father is sick and will return to T City with you when you return. Get in the car."

Xu Qingran still chose to avoid the important issue. He really couldn't say it. He loved Ye Yan too much and couldn't bear to inform him of the news that would make him sad and painful.

Now he doesn't care when Ye Yan will forgive him. He just hopes that Ye Youcheng can get better and give Ye Yan the warm home she has been waiting for for a long time, to make up for the responsibilities he has not fulfilled over the years.

When Ye Yan heard that Ye Youcheng was ill, she was confused for a moment.

He is sick. He does seem to be in a bad condition. Is there really something wrong with his body?

He remembered that Ye Youcheng was indeed not as energetic as he was last time he came to his house during the past month. After being surprised, his expression gradually became solemn.

"Did they say anything about the disease? Is it serious?"

"We'll know when we get back. Let's get in the car first. T City's medical resources aren't as good as S City's. Bring the person over if possible."

Xu Qingran smiled and comforted him, personally opening the back door for him. The helicopter had already returned to the city, so they had to drive this time.

Now that he had a reason, Ye Yan didn't need to stay any longer. Although he seemed calm, the speed with which he got into the car betrayed his anxiety.

He is still very concerned about the old man who only became "sensible" in middle age.

On the way, Xu Qingran sent a message to Xiao Rui while Ye Yan was resting her eyes.

Xu Qingran: Don’t tell Uncle Ye Yan what disease he has for now. Although he and his father had conflicts in their original families before, I can see that he longs for his family to be around. In fact, he has forgiven his father a long time ago. He doesn’t want to know the truth. He hasn’t eaten yet. Let him relax for two more hours.

Perhaps because she was too tired last night, Xu Qingran didn't want to wake him up. She wanted to hold his hand, but in the end she raised it and put it down again.

Ye Yan is a light sleeper and he is afraid that he will wake up if touched. If he is not allowed to sleep now, he may not be able to sleep for many nights to come.

T City Central Hospital.

Ye Youcheng has suppressed the gastric bleeding problem through emergency surgery and is temporarily staying in the gastroenterology ward for treatment, but he knows very well that his illness has nothing to do with the digestive system.

In fact, he had only been back in T City for a week, and he had not expected that in such a short time he would suddenly collapse and be unable to get up.

Qiu Yuan stood by the window wiping her tears, not daring to look back at him. The beeping of the electrocardiogram on the bedside table made him annoyed.

"Yuanyuan, please ask the nurse to turn off the electrocardiogram. I feel uncomfortable listening to it..."

Ye Youcheng was lying flat on the hospital bed with an oxygen tube on his head and looked very bad. He was still receiving blood transfusions and oxygen because of excessive bleeding.

He looks very calm, but in fact the cancer pain has already begun, but it is still at a tolerable stage. If the disease is not controlled, he will soon be in excruciating pain.

Hearing his call, Qiu Yuan quickly wiped the tears from her face and turned back to the bed.

"No, the doctor won't agree. Why don't you take a nap? You won't be able to hear it when you sleep."

"I'm not sleepy..." He was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep at all.

Seeing Qiu Yuan's red eyes, he forced a pale smile on his face again, "Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet. You have memorized my bank card password, right? You can transfer a little every day using my phone, and then transfer a little at the ATM, otherwise it will be troublesome in the future."

As he spoke, he turned over slightly. His stomach ached so much that he frowned, but his tone remained calm.

He seemed to be very open-minded and not afraid of death, or perhaps he was mentally prepared.

"There's still over two million in the card, all given by Xiaoyan over the years... I'll leave half for you in your old age, and the rest for Xiaoyan. I've never given him anything in my life, and even this money came from him. Do you have any objections?"

He said that he was not dead yet, but then he started to talk about his funeral arrangements. Qiu Yuan felt like her heart was being stabbed by needles, and she couldn't stop her tears from flowing out again.

"Why are you saying all this? Like you said, you're dividing the inheritance before you even die? Does Xiaoyan need this little money from you? He just wants you to live well and visit him often. Didn't you see how happy he was when we went?"

Qiu Yuan cried and complained that she had been married to Ye Youcheng for three years, which was exactly the time when Ye Youcheng had awakened to the truth about life.

She was lucky. There were no trivial matters after marriage, and Ye Youcheng treated Xiao Rui as his own daughter. Even though they had just wanted to find a companion to spend the rest of their lives, their feelings had become inseparable after three years.

Ye Yan welcomed them, which Ye Youcheng could certainly see, but he felt guilty. He would rather Ye Yan still give him a cold shoulder as before, as a punishment for being an irresponsible father.

But now this "punishment" seems to fall on Ye Yan, who has done nothing wrong.

"I feel sorry for him...I feel like I'm going to abandon him again..."