Author: Zui Haoyue

Finally, under Ye Lan's threat, he got his wish and entered the ward where Yan Qingxue is now in.

Of course, it’s not how useful Ye Lan’s threat is, but his identity is Yan Qingxue’s family.

If you touch him, you will undoubtedly touch Yan Qingxue. This may make the best doctor in their hospital feel dissatisfied.

Originally, for the sake of the reputation of the hospital, they had already suppressed them without the intention to ask Yan Qingxue for help. If there was anything that made Yan Qingxue unhappy, they might have let her leave.

Ye Lan stepped into the ward and curled his lips. He was too lazy to tell the media what happened in Changheng Hospital. The threat was just a saying.

He looked up at the ward and saw a figure lying on the hospital bed, with his eyes closed.

To be honest, Ye Lan had never seen Yan Qingxue in this way. Even after the most intense incident, her condition was more like a ignorant child, and she was not as fragile as she was at this moment.

The face was originally fair, but now it has been deprived of all blood. It is pale. The golden glasses were taken off and they are lying quietly on the bedside table.

Ye Lan walked slowly towards her, and found that Yan Qingxue's thin foliage had also lost its redness as before, like a rose that had not had time to be painted, pale, beautiful and fragile.

Yan Qingxue slowly opened her eyes, turned her head and looked over, her petals slightly opened: "Why are you here?"

After saying that, he was slightly stunned, his voice was indescribably hoarse, like a scarecrow who was exposed to the wind and sun, and was broken.

Hearing this, Ye Lan rolled her eyes directly: "Didn't you let me come?"

Yan Qingxue's voice was very soft: "I just want to ask someone to tell you that I may not be able to pick you up home today..."

Ye Lan was silent for a while, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised: "Are you crazy? You're still thinking about whether you can pick me up?"

Yan Qingxue didn't say anything.

God knows what she was thinking at the time.

At that time, her adrenal glands were soaring, and many thoughts flashed through her mind, but she couldn't remember them all during the operation. The only one who still clearly remembers now was only one thought.

She promised him to pick him up...

Ye Lan found a chair to sit down, crossed her legs, hugged her shoulders with both hands, and raised her chin: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Yan Qingxue was silent, obviously not trying to talk about this. She didn't even mean to call Ye Lan over. It was Mou Ping's own actions.

Her salary was deducted.

Yan Qingxue thought this way.

"I won't say it, right?" Ye Lan smiled and stood up as soon as she sat down, pretending to lift Yan Qingxue's quilt, "You can't help but let me lift it up and see it myself if you don't say it.

You are injured now and are definitely not my opponent."

Yan Qingxue's pale forehead seemed to have a faint blue vein pounding. After a few beats, she said hoarsely: "I've been stabbed."

This time it was Ye Lan's turn to remain silent, and it took him a long time to speak: "Is it serious?"

"What do you think?" Yan Qingxue asked back, and after a second, she felt it was not suitable. She changed her mouth and added, "It's not serious, otherwise why would I be lying here and talking to you now?"

Ye Lan said nothing, but lifted Yan Qingxue's quilt. Yan Qingxue's pupils shrank slightly, but they could not stop him at all. She still had the effect of anesthetic on her body. It was difficult for other parts to move except her mouth.

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As soon as Ye Lan opened it, he saw a circle of bandages wrapped around Yan Qingxue's abdomen, and traces of yellow medicine vaguely oozed out.

Ye Lan asked the system: "How long is the wound?"

System: "One finger."

Ye Lan put his index finger on a millimeter away and found that it was indeed the length of one finger. Then he covered the bed with a quilt, looked up at Yan Qingxue, and felt silence again.

Yan Qingxue pursed her thin lips slightly. I wonder if it was the reason for the injury. She was actually a little afraid of Ye Lan's silence because she was not sure about his emotions and felt inexplicably guilty.

"Who did it? Patient? Pursuer?"

Hearing Ye Lan speak, Yan Qingxue breathed a sigh of relief in her heart: "I don't know."

Seeing Ye Lan's eyes were about to turn cold, Yan Qingxue said, "There is no intention to hide you, but I... really don't know, I have no impression of him."

"Male or female?"

"Male."

"That's the suitor." Ye Lan insisted, with a smile on his face, "It makes you usually exude charm, is it a disaster now?" But I don't know if it was a mockery or a sneer.

Yan Qingxue pursed her lips and said nothing. Not only did she not know what to say, but her current brain has lost the ability to think normally in the past.

Ye Lan said to himself: "Have you caught that suitor? I really want him to hear your current voice."

"Hmm?" Yan Qingxue's eyes showed a trace of real confusion.

Ye Lan said seriously: "Because the sound of my being tossed in bed all night is as hoarse as you are now. If he listened, wouldn't he know how harmonious our x lives are, and his thoughts about you will be cut off?"

Yan Qingxue: "..."

system:"……"

"It may be a high probability that this knife will stab you."

Ye Lan smiled: "Why did he reward me? I don't know if I have a pain change?"

System: "You..."

It is worthy of being the host.

Ye Lan then started to turn over the old accounts: "I will leave you in the morning and leave. Is he retribution now?"

Yan Qingxue was still silent, but at this moment, she was unable to answer or...default.

She even felt that this might be really the retribution she threw down Ye Lan's retribution in the morning and took anesthetics for surgery. In the confused dream, the scene she dreamed of was also downstairs of the community. She sat in the driver's seat and drove forward. , turned around and Ye Lan squatted on the ground and cried.

Perhaps it was because of the compensation mentality that Ye Lan had such persistent thoughts about school-time.

Moreover, who can say that what she said to Mou Ping didn’t have the idea of ​​asking her to call Ye Lan over?

But she didn't dare to speak by herself, for fear that Ye Lan would not come when she got angry, so she could only turn around the bush and pin her hopes on Mou Ping, hoping that she could "take his own initiative" to convey it to her.

Fortunately, Mou Ping "understands" her meaning.

Increase her salary.

Ye Lan turned around and looked at the water placed on the cabinet, moved the chair over, then picked it up and drank it.

As they were close together, Yan Qingxue saw that his eyes were red, and his heart was inexplicably trembling, but his tone was careless, with a hint of weakness and hoarseness: "Are you... crying?"

Yan Qingxue regretted this sentence as soon as she asked. It was obviously beyond the relationship between them. What kind of identity does she hope that Ye Lan can cry for her injury?

But when he saw Ye Lan finish drinking the water, he nodded: "Or? I'm really scared to death when I know something happened to you."
Chapter completed!