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Ye Hehuan was transferred to a private hospital.

When she was carried out of the People's Hospital by Yu Zhongxiao and put in the back seat of the car, she raised her eyelids, saw it was him, closed her eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Hehuan had a brief dream——

She squatted in the shadow of a tree, and a man walked up to her, stretched out his hand to her, and gently called her "Julie". His generous palm stroked her hair, and a military green shirt came into her sight. She couldn't wait.

She raised her head, and he was looking at her with a smile.

At that moment, she saw his face clearly.

The clearly distinguishable facial features, just like that, crashed into her heart unexpectedly.

…

Sudden voices rang in his ears. Ye Hehuan opened his eyes quietly and found that he was lying in a neat ward.

Compared with the ward where I lived before, the equipment conditions here seem to be better.

There is a needle stuck in the back of the left hand and an intravenous drip is being placed.

Ye Hehuan turned to look at the door. Through the glass window on the door, she saw a dark brown back, tall and tall. She had already guessed that it was Yu Zhongxiao standing outside the door talking to the doctor. She looked at his figure silently.

, I couldn’t take my eyes away for a while.

She couldn't help but think of the dream she had had.

When Yu Zhongxiao finished chatting with the doctor and turned around to open the door, Ye Hehuan quickly closed his eyes and pulled up the quilt.

She heard the doorknob twisting, and soon the door was gently closed again.

Yu Zhongxiao had already walked to the side of the bed without any other expression. After standing there for five minutes or fifteen minutes, Ye Hehuan heard the sound of a chair being dragged, and then Yu Zhongxiao's voice: "Are you awake?"

His tone was very firm. Ye Hehuan knew he couldn't pretend anymore, so he pulled away the quilt and rubbed his eyes as if he had just woken up: "Uncle..."

"Yes." Yu Zhongxiao responded seriously. The black coat was hanging on his waist and he was only wearing a shirt: "What's wrong with you?"

As soon as he reminded her, Ye Hehuan felt pain in many places on her body, including the appendicitis wound on her abdomen, and on her two feet. When her toes moved, she realized that her feet were wrapped with gauze or something like that. She also found that several of her

Every finger is covered with a band-aid.

"Don't have sex casually in the past two days. Pay attention to the wound on your abdomen." Yu Zhongxiao suddenly warned.

Ye Hehuan hummed in a low voice and did not raise her head. Maybe it was because of that dream that she felt a little uncomfortable when facing Yu Zhongxiao. Suddenly she didn't know what kind of expression she should use to face him. He sat there without saying anything.

As she spoke, she curled her fingers to pinch the quilt, not even daring to take a breath.

"Why doesn't the little girl speak?"

Ye Hehuan had never heard him make fun of herself like this before. She raised her head to look at him in shock. After seeing the smile in his eyes, her cheeks and ears felt hot. She looked around but refused to fall on him and clenched her fingers tightly.

Quilt: "My mouth is just a little thirsty, so I don't want to talk..."

She spoke softer and softer, until the last few words were slurred, and she didn't know if he heard them clearly.

She remembered what happened in the afternoon one after another. After Zhang Ningning dragged her away, she got off the bed and closed the door. Her first reaction was to call Yu Zhongxiao. It seemed that in her mind, the only person she could trust at the moment was her uncle.

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Ye Hehuan glanced at Yu Zhongxiao again and saw that he was looking down at his mobile phone. She looked around and asked casually: "Where is Qin Shousheng?"

"It's too late now, let him go to the hotel to rest first."

Yu Zhongxiao looked up from his mobile phone and saw the calm and playful expression on her face.

Ye Hehuan always felt that the way he looked at her was different from before, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. Thinking of the trouble she had caused in the hospital, her heart tightened and she looked at Yu Zhongxiao with some anxiety: "Uncle, I

Did it cause trouble for you again?"

If she remembered correctly, Yan Yu's grandmother said she asked the nanny to call the police...

"It's not a big trouble, you don't have to worry about it," he said.

Ye Hehuan lowered his head and said in a very soft voice: "I'm sorry——"

Yu Zhongxiao didn't expect that she would apologize. He was stunned for a moment, with a faint smile in his eyes: "It's a good thing for children to know how to say sorry."

Ye Hehuan's face became even hotter, and he muttered: "You're not that old, and you talk in an old-fashioned way..."

"Compared to today's children, I am indeed old."

He was sitting in a very casual posture, with his folded hands resting casually on his knees, and he said matter-of-factly: "You can't ask too much from an old man who only knows Stephen Chow."

"..."

After a while, Ye He said cheerfully: "Did I scare you this afternoon?"

"What do you mean?"

"I...I used to see many psychiatrists in Vancouver." As she said that, she glanced at Yu Zhongxiao and saw that his expression was as usual, biting his inner lip, and it was hard to say: "My father brought them all, but Morsen

They say I have recovered, and I haven’t taken medicine for a long time, but I don’t know why I felt like this again yesterday..."

She tried hard to tell him that she was not a psychopath, but sadly found that she could not formulate words that would convince him.

Yu Zhongxiao didn't speak or move, he just looked at her with extremely deep eyes.

Ye Hehuan suddenly wanted to cry, but she told herself that she couldn't cry. Crying was a sign of weakness and would only bore others. She just lowered her eyelids and picked at her fingernails habitually.

A soft sigh came to my ears.
Chapter completed!