Quick Wear: Host, please be more restrained

The blinding white light, the smell of disinfectant, the cold and numb arms, and the red light indicating that rescue is in progress.

Ye Qiao sat quietly against the cold wall outside the operating room. The aunts who came with him looked at Ye Qiao and didn't know what to say to comfort him.

It was already midnight. The girl forced herself to stay awake, bowed one by one, thanked the people who helped her, and then stayed there alone, waiting for the door of the operating room to open.

At 3:23, the light indicating that rescue work was in progress suddenly went out, and the heavy and thick iron door opened from the inside out.

Ye Qiao's bloodshot eyes suddenly opened, and he was about to step forward to check on his mother's condition.

Because of the lack of blood circulation in her legs and the long-term cold, the incredibly thin girl fell to her knees on the ground as soon as she left her seat, and the marble tiles made a loud noise.

The nurse next to her hurried forward to pull the girl up. Ye Qiao watched the nurse push her unconscious mother into the ward.

With just a glance, Ye Qiao saw Ye's mother lying on the ambulance bed. She was so thin and half of her hair was white. Since when did her mother become so old?

"Doctor, how is my mother?" the girl grabbed the doctor's arm and asked anxiously.

"The situation is not optimistic, be mentally prepared." After leaving a few words, the doctor strode away. Having seen many such things in the hospital in the early morning, the doctor's responses were very calm and objective.

Ye Qiao held back her tears and came to her mother's bedside. She was the only one left in this world.

"Mom, don't leave me..." The girl lay on the edge of the bed, her tears wet the sheets.

After all, she was only a teenager. Even if Ye Qiao was brave, she couldn't stand the continuous blows. The girl curled up and buried her head in her mother's hands, as if only in this way would her mother not leave her.

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"Hasn't the plot been fixed? Why are you still dragging your feet? My time is precious!" Jiang Wei, wearing a khaki miniskirt and holding a cup of freshly ground coffee, sat by the window.

The system looked at the impatient attacker and felt annoyed. The cold mechanical voice sounded again.

【What do you want? 】

"Me? Find a way to get rid of this person who ruined the plot, the sooner the better. Huo Ran ignored me today. Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

Jiang Wei thought that today she had dressed up like a harmless doll just as it was written in the novel, so he nodded obediently and looked at him.

She approached him according to the plot of the original book. In the original book, Huo Ran liked the look of this kind of doll. It was obviously a good plan, but who knew that he actually rejected her request to stay in his house.

Jiang Wei was furious when she thought of this, but when she thought about the appearance of the male protagonist she saw today, she had never seen such a stunning man in the real world, so she could only vent her anger on the system.

[System detection, there are currently no bugs, and the plot control coefficient has been adjusted to the highest level. ]

"Then why did he protect that girl fearlessly that night, but is so cold to me now?"

When Jiang Wei thought of Huo Ran's face, he wanted to experience the happiness of the heroine. What could Ye Qiao, a small bug that appeared in a small world, use to compete with her?

"I want Ye Qiao's family to be destroyed, and he to be impoverished and lose all hope." Jiang Wei couldn't help feeling jealous when he thought of the scene that night.

The system is almost annoyed to death by this woman. I really don’t know what’s wrong with the main system to send such an idiotic host.

【receive. 】

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The sunlight shines through the curtains and onto the girl's face, giving her delicate and fair face a layer of golden gauze.

The emaciated woman on the bed slowly opened her eyes and saw the girl sleeping uneasily.

As if by telepathy, Ye Qiao suddenly opened his eyes.

"Mom, how do you feel? I'll go call the doctor."

Before she left, Ye's mother signaled with her eyes that she should not go.

Mother's eyes were as gentle as water. Ye Qiao looked at her carefully. Mother Ye seemed to be in good spirits.

"Mom, are you hungry? I'll buy you something to eat."

Mother Ye looked at the girl with soft and tender eyes and nodded slowly.

Ye Qiao held back her red eyes and walked out of the ward. She couldn't let her mother see her sad. She had to be strong and protect her mother.

As soon as she walked out of the ward, the nurse that day pulled the girl aside and asked, "Little girl, where is your father? Or other relatives?"

Ye Qiao felt wronged, and holding back tears, she said, "My parents are divorced, and now I am taking care of my mother alone."

The nurse seemed a little surprised. The girl looked only fifteen or sixteen years old. How could she continue what she was about to say?

"Nurse, just tell me what you want to say. It's okay." The girl's eyes were red, but she did not forget to comfort her.

"If your mother's condition does not improve today, she may have to be admitted to the ICU, and the cost per day will be tens of thousands." She had no choice but to tell the patient's family the truth.

Ye Qiao suppressed the bitterness in her heart and nodded, "I understand. Thank you, nurse."

The nurse looked at the girl's thin back as she left. In just one month, she had become incredibly thin. This child, who was so sensible, had such a miserable life.

The nurse shook her head. She had other things to do.

Ye Qiao bought some millet porridge at the breakfast shop downstairs and brought it to Ye's mother's bedside.

The woman fell asleep again. Ye Qiao just looked at her quietly, saying silently in his heart, "Mom, you are all I have. Please don't abandon me, okay?"

Half an hour later, the woman on the bed woke up slowly. Looking at Ye Qiao's slightly red eyes, she knew that she had been crying.

But when the girl saw Ye's mother, she smiled widely and said, "Mom, are you hungry?"

She deliberately put the porridge in an incubator and waited for her to wake up.

"Qiao Qiao, am I hopeless?" a dry voice sounded.

"How could that be? Mom is almost well." Ignoring the sadness in her heart, the girl said with a smile.

Ye's mother looked at the girl in silence. How could she not know her own physical condition?

"Qiao Qiao, at worst, we can just give up treatment. It's not worth spending all our savings on it." The treatments these days have cost a lot of money.

Mother Ye looked at God with resentment, wondering why he was always so unfair to her.

"No, Mom, there is still money." Ye Qiao hurriedly grabbed Ye's mother's hand. She was determined to keep her mother.

As Ye Qiao fed her gently, after she finished half a bowl of porridge, Ye's mother fell into coma again.

The girl looked at her mother on the bed, thought for a long time, then picked up her cell phone and walked outside.

The girl's heart was withered and her eyes were desolate, but she still dialed the number. Huo Ran, you are right, the life of a poor person can be destroyed by just a little setback.

The system looked at Ye Qiao like this, and felt sad. Was she like this before? He had accompanied her through three worlds, and in which world was she not full of vigor and vitality, making plans and strategizing? Where had he ever seen such a humble girl?

So what did she experience in the real world when she was so high-spirited in the first three worlds?

The call was connected, and the word "Huoran" suddenly appeared on the screen of the phone held by the girl.