After the fake daughter lost her memory, the backup boss flirted with her and lost control

On the tenth day, Ayuan was transferred to the VIP ward.

Wen Yan stood beside the bed, holding the ticket in his hand and the suitcase beside him.

He placed a small box next to his pillow, and a gust of wind blew in from the partially closed window, causing his heart to wrinkle.

He felt that there was a lot to say in his heart, but he had no words to say it.

He raised his face, the sadness in his eyes fell with a tear, and his voice was hoarse and deep: "I'm sorry."

In the end, he still couldn't leave as decisively as the girl did five years ago, without even a single apology, and he also learned from others that his first love was just a gamble.

He thought that as time passed, his resentment towards the girl had disappeared.

In the past few days, he realized that he hated that girl. Although this hatred was not as deep as his mother, it gradually grew after she appeared in front of him.

He was conflicted and fell into despair again, and then the incident of Wen Yao secretly looking for Dean Jin made him sober.

Only when she completely withdraws from his life can his heart be as hard as before and he will no longer have any weaknesses.

Wen Heng had no way of calculating.

Things like the bodyguard being killed in a fire three years ago will never happen again.

Today, he returned to China alone, while she slowly recovered here.

Make a wish, and from now on, the debt between you and me will be settled.

"May you be well."

……

The plane took off, its white fuselage drawing a graceful arc in the blue sky, and then disappeared into the clouds.

After Wen Yan returned to China, he was busy with the laboratory's original research and development line, and the first batch of drugs was finally produced as scheduled.

When he has free time, he will take out his mobile phone and call Dean Jin: "Teacher, is she awake?"

"I'm awake and undergoing the next stage of treatment." Dean Jin answered cautiously.

"How is her mental state now?"

"It's okay, but she's a little lethargic. In fact, during this period, you can let her return to China and recover slowly." Dean Jin suggested.

"No, when she can be discharged from the hospital, you tell her that I fired her and she can be free." After Wen Yan finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Dean Jin sighed and looked into the ward. The girl straightened her head and looked at the man in front of her.

"You, what did you say?" Ayuan's face was wrapped with thick gauze. Just blinking, she felt pain like the skin was torn.

Wen Yao sat on the edge of the bed and crossed his legs, "My second brother Wen Yan has returned to China."

Ah Yuan grabbed the quilt with both hands, as if he was about to fall off, "Dr. Wen, is he gone? No, he promised me..."

He promised at Manchester City Airport that he would not leave her alone.

As if thinking of an excuse, Ah Yuan put his mind back, "Maybe there is something going on in the country, so he left first. It's okay. I'll go back tomorrow. No, I'll leave now."

With that said, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Wen Yao held her wrist, which was thin and cold, and he couldn't bear to tell her the truth: "You said that my second brother is true. He didn't wait for you to wake up and tell you properly. He fired you without saying a word. Too bad." not authentic."

"Resign, quit?" Ah Yuan raised his eyelids, tears ran out and disappeared under the gauze.

Wen Yao comforted her: "Dean Jin said that you just woke up and you can't let your tears contaminate the wound."

"Don't worry about it!" Ayuan shook him off fiercely and glared at him.

Wen Yao was stunned by her loud scolding. He turned his eyes and smiled, pointing to the small box on his pillow, "Okay, I don't care, but I suggest you don't forget to take that box with you when you leave." Only then did A Yuan see it. The white box next to the pillow.

She sat by the bed and opened the box. Inside was a stack of crumpled banknotes, coins, a mobile phone, and an unfamiliar gold card.

Except for the gold card, everything else was given to Wen Yan the night before her surgery.

Now, Wen Yan returned it to her in full, took away Xu Jiami's card, and left another supplementary card.

Wen Yao saw the right moment, looked around, took out a syringe, inserted it into the rubber stopper of the infusion bottle, and pushed all the medicine in the tube in.

Then throw the empty syringe into the trash.

Ah Yuan was completely unaware of his little movements and only focused on the note paper in his hand.

The font on it was elegant and free, and apart from telling her the password of the gold card, it didn't mention anything else.

Ah Yuan burst into tears.

Wen Yan, you lied to me!

Every pore of her skin hurt like pinpricks. She gritted her teeth and panted greedily, trying to relieve the pain from deep inside or on her face, but even after gasping for several minutes, there was no response. As a result, more and more tears flowed to make matters worse, seeping into the gauze, stinging like salt on a wound.

It hurts too much.

Ah Yuan leaned over and fainted without taking a breath.

Wen Yao hurriedly called the nurse, who came in, turned on the oxygen machine, helped her put on the oxygen tube, and hurriedly went to find a doctor.

The ward returned to calm again. Wen Yao calmed down. His fingers were numb. He looked toward the door. The nurse would probably be here soon.

He walked to the oxygen machine, unplugged the oxygen machine with trembling fingers, threw it to the ground, took a breath and said: "Don't blame me, I owe her a big favor, I can only repay it with you, I'm sorry Ah. If you want to blame, blame whoever you offend. If you offend Ming Feifei, you will get a good pregnancy in the next life."

Then, without stopping, he unplugged the electrocardiograph nearby.

He shook his hair, opened the door and walked out. When he saw the nurses and doctors running over in a hurry, he waved and said with a smile: "It's okay. She just woke up and told me she was tired and wanted to sleep for a while. Why don't you wait a while?" Come again?"

The resident doctor looked at the nurse hesitantly and said, "I'll check on her condition and report to Director Jin later."

Wen Yao raised his hand and pressed down on the door handle, revealing a door crack that was neither wide nor narrow, just enough to see the hospital bed and perfectly avoid the others.

The girl's face was covered with an oxygen mask on the hospital bed, her eyes closed quietly.

Wen Yao gently closed the door and said with a sad face: "It hurts too much. She finally fell asleep. Let's let her have a good rest. You can come back in half an hour."

The doctor thought for a while and realized that the girl only had a relatively large wound on her face. It was indeed very painful these past few days. There should be nothing else going on. He nodded and left.

After watching them leave, Wen Yao put on his hat and mask and strode out of the hospital.

Ayuan's throat on the hospital bed seemed to be tied up by an invisible rope, and every breath he exhaled seemed to be the last struggle of life.She could no longer feel the pain on her face at this moment, and the darkness in front of her eyes was wiped away bit by bit, turning into dazzling white.

The white light carried her downwards, and the feeling of dying seemed familiar.

Between the fragile breaths, some past memories appeared in front of me.

Xu's mother held her hand and walked to the entrance of Famous Middle School. She stroked her silky ponytail and asked gently: "Zhuyuan, you will be 16 years old in two days. If you want any gifts, tell your mother in advance." 】

The scenes of life in the Xu family emerged frame by frame.

"Mother……"

Tears dripped from the corners of her eyes, and her voice was very soft, like a ray of sunshine shining into the fog, vivid but weak, and like a long-awaited epiphyllum that was blown away by the wind and fell into the darkness never to be seen again.

(End of this chapter)