"Master Qiao is in the hospital." Butler Sun said, "Miss Ye, do you want to go take a look?"

Miss Ye's heart tightened, he really needed to be in the hospital.

"Which hospital is it in? Is the situation serious?"

"I can take you there. It's hard to tell. I'm probably not awake yet. Miss Ye, who called you? Mr. Meng?"

"No." Ye Jiaqi just shook his head.

"Oh, Miss Ye, I will take you to the hospital."

Butler Sun had been looking forward to Ye Jiaqi's return. Now that Ye Jiaqi was back, she couldn't wait to take her to the hospital immediately.

She put Ye Jiaqi's suitcase aside with a worried look on her face.

"Miss Ye, are you still leaving when you come back this time?"

Ye Jiaqi said nothing.

All I could think about was that person, his smile, his voice, and his face.

It's like a hand is holding my heart, making me unable to breathe.

It won't be the last time, it will definitely get better.

Butler Sun sighed and handed the thermos box to her: "Miss Ye, this is the chicken soup I just made this morning. You can bring it to Master Qiao."

"Is it serious?" Ye Jiaqi frowned.

"I've been vomiting blood for the past few days, and with the high fever that doesn't go away, the situation is a bit serious. Originally, Master Qiao refused to be hospitalized, so he went because he couldn't bear it anymore."

"What's wrong with being hospitalized like a child? Isn't it embarrassing?"

"Master Qiao doesn't listen to anything I say. He's not in good health and he's still smoking and drinking. He doesn't take himself seriously at all."

Ye Jiaqi gritted his teeth.

She knew Josnian's temper and would not listen to anyone's advice on what she was determined to do.

"Miss Ye, when Master Qiao wakes up, you can persuade him. If you persuade him, he will definitely listen."

"How could he listen to me?"

It’s not like I haven’t been advised.

Ask him not to smoke, but he insists on smoking, making fun of himself.

"Master Qiao will listen to you, he will." Butler Sun said firmly, "Miss Ye, let's go."

Butler Sun took Ye Jiaqi out of Qiao's house.

"Ms. Ye, did you spend the New Year this year? Did you spend it alone?"

Ye Jiaqi shook his head: "No."

"Oh." Butler Sun didn't ask any more questions. He was not alone. He should have spent the New Year with Mr. Cheng.

Butler Sun rambled: "This year's Chinese New Year, Mr. Qiao spent it alone in Qiao's house. He only had a simple meal on New Year's Eve and smoked alone in the bedroom. It was quite lonely..."

"Steward Sun, where are the people from Qiao Zhai?"

"Master Qiao has been dismissed."

"Why?" Ye Jiaqi's eyes widened, "It's a good Qiao residence, why do you have to send everyone away?"

"I don't know, Miss Ye. When Master Qiao wakes up, you can ask him."

Ye Jiaqi was full of doubts. He hadn't come back for a year, so why did it end up like this.

Everything is depressed and unpopular.

This was not the Qiao Zhai in her mind. The Qiao Zhai in her heart was full of life and bustling.

Was it because he was sick that he dismissed all the servants?

Ye Jiaqi was confused and no one could give her the answer.

The abrupt trees outside the car window receded one by one, and the dazzling scenery lay before my eyes.

Ye Jiaqi's fingers gently rubbed the thermos box. She hadn't seen him for more than a year. Does he still recognize her?

What about her? Does she still recognize him?

The car was driving on a busy road in the capital. The early morning fog had dissipated, but she hadn't had time to take off the scarf around her neck.

About half an hour later, the taxi stopped in front of a hospital.
Chapter completed!