"Jing Yu?"
Suddenly, his voice rang out.
She was shocked.
"Don't cry..." Yu Zeyao's voice was a little hoarse. She had never cried for him like this before. It made him feel upset and hurt. How could he pretend anymore
It's not my own illusion.
Jing Yu didn't bother to wipe the tears from his face and raised his head with joy.
"Are you awake? Lie down, I'll go call a doctor right now!" She stood up and was about to leave.
Yu Zeyao stretched out his long arms and grabbed her. With another effort, he hugged her tightly in his arms.
"Hurry up and let go." Jing Yu fell on his broad chest, not even daring to struggle, "Your chest is injured, and I'm pressing on it. It hurts."
"It doesn't hurt... It doesn't hurt at all..." He murmured, not only did he not let go, but he held her tighter. He kissed her lips on the top of her head, and as if it was not enough, he kissed her again.
Is he okay
Jing Yu closed his eyes and leaned on his chest. In his ears, he could hear the man's heartbeat, so real and so powerful.
One by one, like a drumbeat, it leaped over his chest, passed through her eardrums, and struck her heart.
He is not dead.
He is fine.
She let out a long sigh and almost unconsciously hugged him back, greedily feeling this moment.
"Mr. Yu, your injuries have been treated and you can be discharged from the hospital."
At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open and the nurse's voice came in from outside.
Yu Zeyao was stunned.
Jing Yu was also stunned.
She leaned over from his chest, tears still glistening in her eyes.
She looked at Yu Zeyao for a long while, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face. She suddenly understood, got up from his arms, and walked straight towards the nurse.
"Doctor Jing?"
The other party looked at her in surprise, not understanding why she was here.
"Is this Mr. Yu's order?"
"Yes."
Jing Yu took it and looked at it, biting her lip, and suddenly felt that she had been fooled. She felt that she was extremely stupid and embarrassed.
Nothing happened to him, but she came over and cried like a fool.
He glared at Yu Zeyao angrily, threw the thing in his hand at him, and turned and ran away in anger.
Two brothers, two liars!
As soon as I left his ward, my cell phone rang.
It’s a WeChat message.
Voice message sent by Yu Zenan.
She clicked it angrily, only to hear a few "woof woof woof" sounds, which were his imitation of the sound of a puppy.
It's really laughable.
This guy!
She swore that she would never believe him again!
When I was about to turn off my phone, Yu Zenan sent me another message.
"Sister-in-law, if you like my brother, just tell me directly. I won't laugh at you. Also, I think that although love can't be forced, there is a saying that goes, 'love grows over time.' I wish you two a long and happy life together and a son soon."
"..." Jing Yu stood in the corridor holding his cell phone, staring at the four words "love grows over time" in a daze.
His expression was complicated.
Yu Zeyao came out of the ward, having taken off his hospital gown and put on a shirt.
He seemed to be in a good mood, leaning against the door of the ward, looking at her with a half-smile. Jing Yu felt that he looked a bit like a rogue, so she ignored him and went back to her duty.
Yu Zeyao stood there, staring at her back in a trance, until she disappeared, then he looked away.
Zhuang Yan asked: "Are you going to arrange for someone to pick up Miss Jing today?"
Just now he took a peek outside and saw the two of them hugging each other, so that should mean they have reconciled, right
However, what surprised him was that someone said calmly: "No need."
"ah?"
"She can live wherever she wants. There's no need to force her."
Since she doesn't like being forced, then...
He tried to exile her.
He really wanted to see if, if he really exiled her, she would, a little bit... miss him, and the time they were together.
Zhuang Yan looked at him in amazement, still finding it unbelievable. How come the gentleman changed his nature in an instant? If it were usual, he would have to carry Miss Jing back.
… … … …
When there was a knock on the door, Xia Xingchen woke up immediately.
Bai Yeqing obviously had not had a good sleep, and he was sleeping particularly soundly at this moment. He was always very vigilant, and he was not awakened by the knock on the door.
She moved her body and tried to sit up on the bed, but he seemed to sense it and held her tighter, refusing to let go.
She smiled.
The door of the ward was pushed open at this moment. Chi Weiyang came in from outside carrying some fruit. Seeing this scene, he smiled and turned his back quickly, saying, "I didn't see anything!"
The voice was low and subdued.
Xia Xingchen was embarrassed. She only heard her say, "I'll wait for you in the hall outside."
"Um."
She responded and carefully moved his arm around her waist. Bai Yeqing seemed uncomfortable being moved, frowning, but now he half opened his eyes. He glanced at her, his eyes were also blurry.
"Did it wake you?" she asked.
"Where are you going?" Bai Yeqing shook his head, as if trying to sober himself up, and half-sat up, "I'll go with you."
"No. I'm not going anywhere." Her hand gently pressed on his shoulder, pushing him back. Half lying on his chest, she leaned over and spoke to him softly: "Wei Yang is here, I'll go chat with her, you continue to sleep."
Bai Yeqing took her words in, his handsome brows relaxed, and he finally felt relieved and slowly closed his eyes again. However, his hand moved to her waist again. He instinctively hugged her, not willing to let go.
After a while, he drowsily sniffed the faint fragrance of her hair before finally letting her go.
Xia Xingchen stood up, rolled the quilt over him, gently covered him with it, and then went to the hall.
… … … …
In the small hall.
Chi Weiyang was peeling an apple at the moment, his movements were neat. When he saw her coming out, he just raised his smiling eyes and then looked at the apple again.
"The older generation said that pregnant women can't have surgery. They're afraid of being contaminated by violence." Xia Xingchen sat down opposite her.
"When you were pregnant with Dabai, you had to cook every day." Chi Weiyang peeled the apple into a complete circle, a long one, very beautiful.
She cut the apple into very small pieces, took a toothpick and fork and handed it to her, "Bite it into a paste and then swallow it. If you can't eat it, don't force yourself."
"Um."
Chi Weiyang took a tissue and wiped his hands clean. He put away his smile and glared at her. "How can you be so bold? When I heard Yi Chen say that, I couldn't believe it. You were living a good life, why did you suddenly become so depressed? Besides, you know that you might be pregnant now! If I had known that you were taking the sleeping pills for this, Yi Chen would never have given them to you."