My Mysterious Husband

Kerry Ye gazed at the sky through the window, unable to say what he felt right now inside. Ever since he heard the male doctor’s words, he began to feel some burden on his heart, as if he was strongly trying to stop this from happening.

Didn’t he extremely hate Venus Mu? She just poisoned Xinyou Qiao last night, so why did he feel bad now hearing that she would die?

Kerry closed his eyes and opened them again, regaining his usual sanity.

He thought that he wasn’t caring her, but Venus was his wife. If she died abruptly, the rumors would keep spreading.

But at the moment, he seemed to have forgotten that he, Kerry, had always cared nothing about the opinions of others, but followed his heart.

To some extent, he didn’t want Venus to die, but he seemed not to realize it.

“Henry He.” Looking at him, Kerry was solemn, whose tone was serious.

Henry walked up to him at a swift pace, bending down respectfully and asking in a steady voice, “Young master, what can I do for you?”

Kerry frowned and he gently lifted his wrist to look at the time, his voice low and dark, “You are now rushing to the company immediately. Send a document to all the staff and tell them whose blood is AB type to rush here immediately!”

he quickly knew what he meant and immediately answered, “Yes!”

“Remember, you have

and left the

Kerry looked complicated, staring at the door of the operating room. Looking at the constantly flashing lights above, he began to worry

minutes left from the deadline, but still no news came. Were they

Kerry gradually lost his patience, so he took out his phone and dialed

Young

and asked, “Where are you now? How much more time

a downtown commercial street. Looking at the long queue, he was anxious and said, “Young master, it’s rush hour now. I’m afraid it will be

do? If no one gives blood transfusion to Venus,

Kerry didn’t want to lose his temper in front of anyone

her turning into an ice-cold corpse, he couldn’t help but raise an uncontrollable surge of hostility within him, making him want to kill!

the relationship between the two, but at the

about someone.

life was more important, so he still had to say it, and it’s still

is Ab blood type. Do you still remember the last time, when Miss Qiao fell down the stairs, it was young lady who