Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 310: At Least His Life Is Still There

Chapter 310: Chapter 310: At Least His Life Is Still There

Tang Yu, unsteady in her steps, moved forward and embraced Ye Yuli, "Yuli, Yuli... how are you? Don’t move, I’ll take you to the hospital..."

Ye Yuli lifted his bruised face, forcing a smile as he looked at Tang Yu, "Why are you here? I’m fine, not going to die. It seems I was outmatched, I’m sorry..."

With tears in her eyes, Tang Yu looked at his chest, which was bleeding more and more, then turned to Ye Sihan, who aside from the blood, and some disheveled hair at his forehead, was completely unharmed. Her voice was trembling and hoarse, "You... why did you do this? He’s your brother! Have you gone mad?"

Ye Sihan kept a stiff face, cold and frosty, without a word.

"I’ve never seen anyone more ruthless than you!" Tang Yu glared at him with hatred in her eyes.

Does he even have a heart?

Does he see everyone around him as worthless as grass?

Why did I fall in love with someone like you?

What have I done to deserve this?

"Cough cough cough..." Ye Yuli coughed.

Tang Yu withdrew her pained gaze and asked anxiously, "What’s wrong? I’ll take you to the hospital right now." As she spoke, she tried to help Ye Yuli up.

But Ye Yuli was too heavy; she couldn’t pull him up on her own.

Unable even to drag him, she still tried, using all the strength in her body, her heart racing, "Hurry and get up, the hospital will make it okay, Yuli..."

Just as she was exerting effort, her arm was suddenly gripped tightly, and she was pulled over, crashing into a firm and strong body—

"Ah! Ye Sihan, don’t touch me! Let go!" Tang Yu struggled fiercely.

But the palm holding her arm was like an iron chain, not budging at all.

"Ye Sihan, let her go!" Ye Yuli tried to get up, but the knife in his chest moved with him, causing him such pain that his vision darkened until he collapsed on the ground, spitting out blood.

Frightened, Tang Yu’s eyes widened with fear, "Yuli! Yuli, how are you? Ye Sihan, let me go! Yuli!"

"So moving, isn’t it? Truly touching!" Ye Sihan’s face was cold and sinister, striking terror.

"Ye Sihan, you take him to the hospital first; he could die!" Tang Yu turned to plead with him. Even if Ye Sihan was the one who stabbed Ye Yuli, she could only beg him now. Seeing Ye Sihan remained indifferent, she called out desperately to Xiao Yu and others, "Call an ambulance! Go, now!"

But no one moved.

Tang Yu felt a chill watching those people turn and walk away; tears began to fall from her eyes in desperation.

Indeed, anyone from the KING corporation, even if they saw Ye Sihan commit murder, would conceal it, not to mention taking the initiative to call the police or an ambulance without Ye Sihan’s permission.

The grasp on her arm relaxed, and looking at Ye Yuli, who was unconscious and still bleeding on the ground, a profound sorrow welled up in Tang Yu’s heart.

Tang Yu ground her teeth and said, "If Ye Yuli dies, I’ll die with him!"

"What did you say?" Ye Sihan’s grip on her arm tightened. "Say it again!"

"Mmm!" Tang Yu’s throat let out a pained whimper as she closed her eyes in despair, tears rolling down. She couldn’t bear to watch Ye Yuli die like this again. "I won’t say it again, please find someone to take him to the hospital, it’ll be too late soon..."

She wept in agony, close to collapsing from the weakness in her body.

Ye Sihan’s hand on Tang Yu’s arm was shaking, but it was not from exerting force, otherwise, he really would have broken her arm.

A pair of fierce black eyes seemed to pierce through her own.

"I... I don’t want Ye Yuli to die like my mom, I don’t want to..." Tang Yu sobbed and cried, utterly devastated.

Ye Sihan stared at her for a moment, then let go of her hand. His icy gaze swept over Xiao Yu, "Take him to the hospital."

Xiao Yu called people to help lift Ye Yuli up and leave the office.

Tang Yu walked away without looking back, not even glancing at Ye Sihan.

Everyone had left, only Ye Sihan was left standing in the office, the air filled with a heavy scent of blood.

His hand by his side trembled slightly as if it had suddenly lost its strength.

Ye Yuli was rushed into the emergency room, while Tang Yu anxiously waited in the corridor.

Hands clasped together, she prayed to all the gods, hoping desperately that Ye Yuli would be alright.

Please, just please!

The longer she waited, the more uneasy Tang Yu became. Why was it taking so long?

Occasionally, she saw nurses with hurried expressions going in and out.

Tang Yu comforted herself, telling herself that Ye Yuli would be fine, absolutely fine...

She didn’t want to think about the blood that had been spilled in the office, only hoping that Ye Yuli could be safe and unharmed...

After more than half an hour, she finally saw the light in the operating room go out.

When the door of the operating room opened, Tang Yu hurried forward and asked, "How is it, how is it?"

Meng Jilin pulled down his mask, "We managed to save him, but the knife hit a major blood vessel, and he lost a lot of blood, which caused some brain damage. If he had been brought in earlier, he would have been fine. Now, I can’t guarantee when he will wake up."

Tang Yu was stunned. "What do you mean? Can he not wake up?"

Why was it so severe...

"Don’t worry, at least he’s still alive. Anything is possible," Meng Jilin comforted her.

Ye Yuli was moved to the ward.

Tang Yu stood by the bed, looking at the unconscious Ye Yuli, whose face was pale and bloodless, and he had become much thinner, making her heart ache and feel sad.

"It’s all my fault, it’s because of me that you ended up like this," Tang Yu said with remorse and guilt. "Yuli, please wake up, will you? Why were you so foolish to go find Ye Sihan? For me, it wasn’t worth it..."

Tang Yu stayed by Ye Yuli’s side. The anesthesia had long worn off, but he showed no sign of waking up.

She rushed to find Meng Jilin.

She paused at the office door.

Inside, a nurse was confessing her love to Meng Jilin.

Tang Yu didn’t expect to encounter such a situation and hoped they wouldn’t notice her. It would be embarrassing for the nurse whether the confession was successful or not.

Just as she was about to leave, she heard Meng Jilin’s voice rejecting the nurse, "I’m not interested; don’t mention it again."

"Dr. Meng doesn’t have a girlfriend, so why can’t you give it a try with me?" the nurse asked.

"Give it a try? There are many who confess to me. Should I try with each one?" Meng Jilin’s voice was tinged with sarcasm. "Don’t think too highly of yourself. Focus more on your work!"

The nurse turned away with embarrassment and ran off.

Tang Yu, who had accidentally overheard, was somewhat surprised by Meng Jilin’s blunt rejection. After all, the other party was a girl.

But it made sense—since he wasn’t interested, he shouldn’t give false hope.

She stepped forward and knocked on the door, then entered. "Dr. Meng."

Meng Jilin got up when he saw her. "Are you here to ask about Ye Yuli’s condition? It’s only been a day; don’t rush."

"How long do you think it will take for him to wake up?" Tang Yu asked.

"Wait another two days, let me see how he recovers," Meng Jilin said. "If you’re anxious, we can check on him tomorrow. I’ll go take a look then."

"Okay, thank you for your trouble."

"Why are you being so formal with me?" Meng Jilin smiled. "Don’t be too anxious. You have a doctor here, and no one hopes for the patient’s recovery more than the doctor."