Ding Yiyi was too quiet, so quiet that it made people worry. Ye Nianmo wiped her hands with a wet handkerchief, but she didn't respond. She just lay on the bed with her eyes open blankly and looked at the ceiling.

High heels squeaked softly at the door, and Aoxue came in carrying a thermos box, "Nianmo, please eat something. You haven't eaten all day, and your body can't bear it."

Hearing this, Ye Nianmo glanced at her and frowned the next second, "What are you wearing!"

His tone was cold, and Aoxue looked at him inexplicably, "What's wrong with me?"

He put down the handkerchief and stood up, grabbed her wrist and raised it up. The red sleeves were particularly eye-catching, and cold words came out of his mouth, "I thought you had no sympathy and at least you wouldn't come here to cause trouble!"

Aoxue's eyes were red, "I'm going to accompany them here, so I dressed more festively and didn't bring any other colors."

"Let's go." Ye Nianmo shook off her hand and returned to the hospital bed, took the wet handkerchief and continued to wipe the back of Ding Yiyi's hands.

He was so cautious, and it made Aoxue almost go crazy with jealousy. Veins popped up on her Qianqian jade fingers holding the thermos. She turned around fiercely, but all this seemed to be nothing to Ding Yiyi, and he couldn't even blink his eyes.

Staring at the ceiling without blinking.

"Get some sleep." Ye Nianmo stood up and kissed her forehead and said softly.

She closed her eyes obediently and took a long breath.

With an inaudible sigh, Ye Nianmo stood up and turned on the orange floor lamp for her, and then quietly exited. He wanted to accompany her, but he had more important things to do.

Outside the door, Ye Bo rushed over as soon as possible and stood waiting for him outside the door. "Master, it is stipulated here that unless there are special circumstances, corpses cannot be transported, only ashes can be transported."

Ye Nianmo frowned slightly, "Even if my Ye family members die, they will die in their own country."

At the embassy, ​​the tall-nosed, white-skinned man waved his hands repeatedly and babbled a lot, roughly speaking that the body could not be transported back, but the ashes could only be taken away.

"What if we charter a special plane?" Ye Nianmo asked in a deep voice.

The man was stunned. He knew that Chinese people were rich, but owning an entire airplane was too rich.

"Hello?" The deep baritone voice brought him back from his thoughts. Looking at the man's frown, he actually felt a little guilty for being distracted.

He coughed and said, "Yes, if we can use a special plane, we can transport the body back."

Ye Nianmo was very satisfied with the result. He nodded and stood up, "You can discuss all the following procedures with my assistant."

He rushed back to the hospital anxiously and pushed open the ward. The person who was supposed to be sleeping peacefully in the bed was nowhere to be seen.
Chapter completed!