Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Tsing Yi."

Seeing the visitor clearly, Bai Yi said with joy.

Tsing Yi was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he was out of breath. As soon as he entered the door, his anxious eyes were locked on the unconscious drunkard in the hospital bed.

"He...what happened to him?"

Tsing Yi was panting, and asked, walking quickly to the hospital bed.

"He is fine, but he hasn't been awake." Bai Yi replied.

"Always not awake?"

Because of excessive tension and emotional overexcitement, Tsing Yi's brain thinking is a little confused and jumping.

He came to the bed and squatted down, holding one hand of the drunkard, and the other hand touching his thin face.

"...Xiaohan?" The panic and nervousness in his voice could not be concealed.

"Xiaohan?"

He reached out and pushed the drunkard's shoulder again.

"Xiaohan?"

However, the drunkard seemed to have fallen asleep, without any reaction.

"What's wrong with him?" Tsing Yi asked the doctor.

"All checked, he has no physical problems."

Almost as soon as the doctor's voice fell, Tsing Yi's out-of-control roar followed: "No problem, why doesn't he wake up?!"

Bai Yi: "Tsing Yi, calm down."

"How can you calm me down?!"

Tsing Yi closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and tried to calm her emotions.

Bai Yi sent several doctors and nurses out of the ward.

Only three of them were left in the ward for an instant.

"Xiaohan? Xiaohan? You wake up, you wake up." Tsing Yi clenched one of his hands tightly, almost drowning him in a panic.

His brain was blank, and he seemed to be unable to do anything other than trying to wake him up like this.

"Xiaohan..."

Bai Yi looked at Tsing Yi who was anxious and opened his mouth, and said: "At 8 o'clock in the morning, the servant found the alcoholic when he went to clean your room. When he was found, he was lying on the bed in a coma."

"I went to adjust the surveillance, and even checked yesterday's surveillance, but I don't know if he came back by himself or was sent back. He couldn't be found in the surveillance, he seemed to appear out of thin air."

"...Where is the third master?" Tsing Yi asked.

Bai Yi shook his head: "No news."

"Bai Tang, Bai Tang is also back." Tsing Yi suddenly remembered an important clue.

He turned around and said to Bai Yi: "White Yi, you immediately call Hong Yi and ask Bai Tang what's going on."

"it is good."

Bai Yi took out his mobile phone and ran to the balcony.

"Xiaohan, what's the matter with you, wake up, don't scare me."

"It's not easy for your illness to get better. You must not have any more troubles, you must not have any more troubles... you can't have troubles, the Third Young Master still has you, and the Second Young Master, you must be well..."

Jun Wuchen disappeared, earlier than Jun Moyan and the drunkard.

It's like disappearing out of thin air, without a trace.

In the past few days, the capital and the holy city have secretly turned into a pot of porridge.

Bai Yi hung up the phone and returned to the ward from the balcony with a solemn expression.

"Red said that Baitang's situation is exactly the same as that of a drunkard. He is fine, but he just doesn't wake up.

"He was also found in his room when the servant was cleaning the room in the morning. He was also in a coma when he was found. The time was about eight o'clock. They also checked the surveillance and found that Bai Tang appeared in his room out of thin air."

No one can explain all this to them.

Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment, and said, "Call back to Wuyuan."

"I've played, Xiaocha said there are no three young men." Bai Yi looked at the unconscious drunkard in the hospital bed, and the worry in his heart continued to ferment.