"Yi Beihan, I hurt..." She subconsciously called Yi Beihan, with a strong cry in her voice.

Yi Beihan suddenly felt distressed and his whole body tensed up.

"Yi Beihan...it hurts so much..." Xia Yan had difficulty speaking.

"Xia Yan?" Yi Beihan immediately called out cautiously, quickly stood up, dipped a cotton swab in water and wiped her dry lips.

Xia Yan's lips hissed in pain, and Yi Beihan quickly put it down and looked carefully at the wound on her mouth.

Xia Yan finally opened his eyes slowly. When he saw Yi Beihan, his expression was stunned for a moment, and he curled up his pale lips and smiled, "Why are you here?"

Yi Beihan eagerly held her hand, his tone full of joy, "Baby, does it still hurt?"

Xia Yan was stunned for a moment, unable to turn his head. He seemed to have forgotten what happened before he fell into coma. He just asked indifferently, "Don't you...have lost your memory?"

With one sentence, the ward suddenly fell into silence.

Yi Beihan's clenched fists tightened, "Baby, do you feel any pain?"

Xia Yan shook his head repeatedly, with tears in his eyes, "What's going on?"

Yi Beihan looked at her deeply, "Baby, I'm sorry...you take good care of yourself first, and then I can explain to you, okay?"

Xia Yan shook his head in pain, "This is not what it is, is it? Have you been lying to me all this time?"

Yi Beihan's whole body froze, his lips moved, but he couldn't say a word.

"Xia Yan, can you take good care of your health first?" Chu Weiwei said next to her.

Xia Yan looked blank and looked down at Yi Beihan's hand holding her tightly. She suddenly felt awkward and slowly pulled away.

Yi Beihan clenched his fists and his heart froze.

"Weiwei, tell me."

Chu Weiwei was in a dilemma, mostly because she didn't know how to tell her good sister about this. If she knew the truth, she should be sad or happy.

A Zhan took a step forward and said, "Madam, the young master has his own reasons. He pretended to have amnesia to protect you. Please don't blame the young master."

Xia Yan felt a chill in her heart. At that moment, the strength she had been holding on to suddenly collapsed.

Is his amnesia fake?

He obviously didn't have amnesia, but he still treated her like this?

Is this what you call protecting her?

He treated her like a stranger and called her disgusting and shameless.

If this wasn't enough, he had to physically torture her. If she hadn't heard these so-called truths now, she would have thought she was dead.

When he tortured and abused her, her heart was already dead.

Yi Beihan suddenly felt a tearing pain in his chest, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable fear and loneliness.

She still knew, she finally knew...

"Xia Yan, I'm sorry...I was wrong, don't hate me, I beg you don't hate me..."

Yi Beihan nervously pulled Xia Yan's hand and begged her regardless of appearance.

A Zhan and Chu Weiwei looked at each other, completely helpless about all this.

Xia Yan smiled sadly and shook off Yi Beihan's hand.

"This kind of harm is called protection?"

Xia Yan's heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe. Her brain was in chaos and she couldn't think.

Yi Beihan reached out to hold her hand and hugged her again, his eyes filled with pain, "Xia Yan, it was my fault. I know now that I was wrong. Can you give me another chance? Just once..."

"Get out!" Xia Yan pushed hard, and the pain in her lower body and the tearing wounds on her body suddenly came, causing her pale little face to wrinkle into a ball.
Chapter completed!