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The rain has started to fall.
Xia Yang took long strides and ran towards her grandma. She wanted to drag her behind her, but it was too late.
The strong forest cat swept over the back of Mrs. Tang's head like a black whirlwind. The powerful impact caught the old man off guard, causing her to stumble and fall down the stone stairs...
"Grandma!" Xia Yang heard a dull "dong" on the stone steps and felt as if her heart sank.
The strong cat jumped into the back mountain and disappeared. He quickly ran down the stone steps and saw Mrs. Tang lying motionless on a landscape platform in the center of the mountain.
"Grandma!" He shouted again, but there was no response. He squatted down and tried to breathe. The warmth was still there, but his breathing was relatively stable.
There was only a scratch on his forehead, and other injuries could not be seen for the time being. He probably fainted after being hit on the head.
At this time, all the domestic servants gathered around, and the scene before them made their faces turn pale with fright.
"Stop being stunned, call an ambulance! Hurry!" Xia Yang shouted loudly, "Someone else come over here and help me. Put grandma on my back!"
A trembling domestic helper took out his mobile phone and called 120. Several other domestic helpers also ran over, but they stared at his small body in disbelief.
"Xia, Mr. Xia, can you do it?"
"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up!"
The domestic helpers quickly followed the instructions, and together they helped the old man onto his thin back.
Mrs. Tang was not a skinny little old lady. The sudden weight made Xia Yang's knees tremble twice.
The rain was getting heavier, and big raindrops hit his head and shoulders. His hair was wet, and it flowed down his neck, and fell to the ground mixed with sweat beads.
From Landscape Mountain to the gate of the manor, Xia Yang felt that this was the most difficult journey he had walked in his two lifetimes.
When he finally reached the gate, he vaguely heard the siren of the ambulance. At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from nowhere and stood in front of him, blocking the way.
"What did you do to grandma! She was fine when she went out with you!" Jin Yang's eyes were as wide as a cow's, pointing at Xia Yang and yelling.
Xia Yang had no intention of fighting with him at the moment. He wiped his face, shook the water droplets from his forehead, and said coldly: "Get out."
Jin Yang grabbed his arm: "Stop! I'm going to tell my brother, you..."
"I told you to get lost!" Xia Yang interrupted him angrily. He pushed the person away with a flick of his arm and strode towards the ambulance with his grandma on his back.
*
The next morning, a high-end private hospital. Han Yi appeared in the VIP ward before 7 o'clock.
He learned the news last night and flew back from country D overnight. When the plane landed early in the morning, he came directly to the hospital without even eating breakfast.
The room was quiet. Mrs. Tang was lying on the bed with her eyes closed. The screens of the two monitoring instruments were on. All data indicators were currently normal.
On the other side of the hospital bed, Xia Yangheyi slept on a small leather sofa with a pillow under his neck. Probably because the air conditioner in the ward was turned on low, he hugged himself with his arms and curled his legs slightly, like a cat warming itself.
After Han Yi came in, he glanced at the sofa and asked the nurse: "Isn't there an extra room?"
"Yes, Mr. Han," the nurse explained, "next door is the VIP ward family reception room, which has a double bed and a small kitchen. But this gentleman refuses to go there and must guard Mrs. Tang here."
Han Yi didn't say anything else. He took the air conditioner remote control and raised the temperature a few degrees.
Soon, the attending doctor rushed over and explained Mrs. Tang's injury to him in detail. A scratch on his forehead, a slight concussion**, and a sprained right ankle.
Generally speaking, it's not serious, but it does take some time to recover.
Han Yi nodded after hearing this: "When can she wake up?"
"This is not yet certain, but it should be soon. The elderly are old, and it is normal for them to be knocked unconscious for more than ten hours after being hit on the head. Mr. Han does not need to worry too much."
"Um."
After the doctor left, Han Yi returned to the hospital bed and stretched out his hand to help Mrs. Tang pull up the quilt.
There was a slight noise behind him. He glanced back and saw Xia Yang changing her position, from lying on her side to lying on her back.
The young man's long eyelashes were hanging quietly, his pale pink lips were slightly pursed, and he looked very beautiful while sleeping.
Han Yi's eyes stayed on his face for a moment, and suddenly noticed a small patch of dust on his neck near his collarbone.
Stains like dust and dirt.
He couldn't tell without looking carefully, but now that he saw it, he felt a little dazzling, as if the pure white paper had been stained for no reason.
After a moment of silence, he turned his gaze away, pulled out two tissues on the cabinet next to him, and prepared to help others wipe away the dusty stain.
However, just as his fingers touched Xia Yang's collarbone, the young man opened his eyes at this moment.
Han Yi: "..."
Xia Yang: "?"
The air froze.
Xia Yang rubbed his eyes and Yi Gulu sat up from the sofa: "Han Yi? Are you back?"
The unexpected appearance of the plastic husband shocked him for a few seconds, and the next moment his eyes stopped on the man's strange right hand.
What's even weirder is that there's a wad of toilet paper in that hand.
Xia Yang: "..."
Xia Yang: "???"
The expression on his face suddenly became complicated.
Hiss, the big ice sculpture is on a business trip. Does this mean he has changed his gender
But the current timing... is obviously not so favorable!
"You..." He concealed the shock in his eyes and turned to look at the hospital bed next to him, "Grandma is not awake yet, but you are thinking about that. Are you a little too ambitious?"
Han Yi: "..."
Han Yi: "..."
He knew that this person had a strange mind, but he never thought that he could be so smart as this.
It was as if his brain was like a Yunnan mushroom pot, messy and poisonous.
"... There's a piece of ash on your neck." He balled up the tissue in his hand and threw it into the trash can next to him, trying to stay as calm as possible.
Xia Yang was startled and picked up the small mirror on the cabinet. She really saw the dirt on her neck in the mirror.
It must have been accidentally rubbed while carrying grandma on her back.
Thinking again about the dirty guess he just made about Han Yi, his ears suddenly started to feel hot.
"Ahem, I'm sorry, I'm awake but my brain is still awake." He grinned and quickly changed the subject to cover up this embarrassing matter.
"You came back early for grandma, right? Grandma had a checkup last night, there won't be any big problems."
"The doctor told me." Han Yi followed his topic and said, "You carried her here."
"Yeah," Xia Yang nodded and waved his arm again, "I know what you want to say. No thanks, no material comfort."
Han Yi: "."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Tang suddenly made some noise and asked for a drink of water with a hoarse voice.
Xia Yang walked to the hospital bed in two steps: "Grandma, you're awake!" He carefully helped the old man up, and Han Yi poured a cup of warm water for her grandma to drink.
After Mrs. Tang finished drinking, she lay in the hospital bed for a while. Soon, the attending doctor rushed over and signaled that the patient would need to undergo some examinations after he regained consciousness, and several nurses pushed the patient to the consulting room.
Family members were not allowed to enter the clinic, so the two of them had to wait in the ward. Xia Yang sat next to Han Yi and handed him a glass of wolfberry water.
"You...don't you have anything to ask me? For example, how did grandma fall? Is it because of me?"
If that bastard Jin Yang wants to sue him, he will definitely put Fat Cat's blame on his head.
"If you have anything to ask, just ask. I will tell you everything I know..."
"No," Han Yi said calmly, "I have no doubts."
"You just believe me so much," Xia Yang was startled, a little surprised, "Jin Yang... didn't he say anything to you?"
"Yes." Han Yi said calmly.
Xia Yang was about to say something else, when there was a knock on the door.
He stood up and opened the door, and saw the housekeeper of Mrs. Tang's house standing at the door. He held a mobile phone in his hand, and on the screen was a video call window.
"Sir, your video call..." The butler handed over the phone respectfully.
Xia Yang moved forward and saw a familiar shadow flash across the small video window.
It's Jin Yang!
At this moment, he was kneeling on his knees, his head hanging down, sobbing softly.
There were people watching around, and they could be seen in the camera pointing at Brother Cha’s back.
"Sir," the housekeeper said again, "Master Jin Yang has been kneeling in front of the hospital for a long time."
Xia Yang opened her eyes wide and looked at Han Yi. What kind of exciting plot is this
Han Yi didn't look at him or speak. His cold and handsome face was as expressionless as ever.
A certain thought flashed through Xia Yang's mind, and he leaned close to the phone screen without letting the other party see him.
Then he tried his best to lower his voice, imitating Han Yi's subwoofer, and said into the microphone: "Then does he know he is wrong?"
Butler: "..."
Han Yi: "..."
Jin Yang knelt and moved forward, covering his face and sobbing: "I know I was wrong, brother, I will never dare to do it again!"
puff!
Xia Yang tried hard to hold back her laughter, so that she didn't have snot bubbles in her nose.
Han Yi glanced at him and said to the housekeeper: "Get Jin Yang away, don't be embarrassed here."
"Okay, sir, I'll go right away."
After he was out of the house, Xia Yang could finally indulge himself and burst into laughter. His shoulders shook with laughter and the corners of his mouth twitched. This time, he really laughed out loud.
After laughing enough, he held his stomach, touched Han Yi's arm and said, "What did you say to Jin Yang? It almost scared him."
Kneeling down to plead guilty, he lost all face. In exchange, he would have died a hundred times.
Han Yi pursed his lips: "I didn't say anything, I just hung up the call from him."
Xia Yang: "..."
incredible.
He didn't know whether to laugh at Jin Yang's stupidity or admire Han Yi's use of "king deceit" invisibly.
In short, this husband is able to get along well with his virtuous wife and far away from villains, so this family is prosperous!
*
Mrs. Tang's examination results came out at noon. Except for a slight concussion**, forehead abrasion and right ankle sprain, everything else was normal.
"We recommend that Mrs. Tang stay in the hospital for recuperation for a week. If there are any problems during this period, we can deal with them in time..." the doctor gave advice.
"No, there will be no problem." Mrs. Tang's condition has improved a lot now. She waved her hand and declined, "Just go home and recuperate from the minor injury. The hospital is full of yin energy, and it might be haunted at night."
doctor:"… "
other people:"… "
Xia Yang smiled and came over to hold her grandma's hand. He didn't believe that wealthy ladies were superstitious. It was most likely an excuse for not wanting to go to the hospital.
"Grandma, do you think this is okay?" He tilted his head and discussed with the old man, "Although it is a minor injury, it needs to be taken care of carefully. During this period, you and Brother Xiaoyi will live with me, and we will take care of you together."
As he spoke, he glanced at Han Yi from the corner of his eye.
Mrs. Tang hesitated: "Isn't it good? I'll bother you two more."
"No way!"/"No way." Han Yi and Xia Yang spoke at the same time.
Quite a tacit understanding and understanding.
Mrs. Tang looked at the two neatly arranged people and could no longer refuse: "Okay then, I'll go back with you."
The next morning, Fang Ming completed the discharge procedures, and the two of them took their grandma back to the Nancheng villa.
No one said anything in the car, Xia Yang lowered his head and secretly sent a message to Han Yi.
[Yang]: After grandma comes over, our little secret of sleeping in separate beds will not be exposed~
[Yang]: Do you want to add some "**" as appropriate? Party A’s father, please consider...
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Xia Yang: Adding ** is another price~