"Little Yuan, your position in bed isn't determined by who's rich. You're richer than him, but you're being suppressed. Isn't that more depressing? why are you stabbing your own heart?"
Mu Yuan's face turned red."...Hey!"
Ye Ling could not help but laugh out loud."You're right."
"My heart hurts!" Mu Yuan suddenly became weak and looked as if he was out of breath.
Xie jinghuan said,"we're not Jack Anderson. We won't fall for your trick."
"No... It's really painful," Mu Yuan's face turned pale, and the veins on his forehead popped out. Xie jinghuan and ye Ling stood up hurriedly. One of them helped him lie down, and the other called for the doctor next door."Doctor, Doctor!"
……
The doctor stayed next door and arrived as soon as he was called. Mu Yuan had many complications. He often had heart palpitations, bleeding, and inflammation. These were all normal. This was the first time his heart felt uncomfortable.
