"Help me up." Ye Yan insisted on getting up.

"Master, your injury is very serious. You have to stay in bed and not move around." Zhao Jun anxiously persuaded him.

"Hurry up." Ye Yan shouted impatiently.

Zhao Jun had nothing to do with Ye Yan, so he had to help him up carefully. Fortunately, he had already finished the infusion and didn’t need to dial a needle. But Ye Yan had been injured in Hong Kong before and was not fully healed. In addition to today’s knife, he now The body is very weak, the pace is faltering, tottering.

Several doctors followed in fear, for fear that Ye Yan would have an accident.

"Where is she?" Ye Yan was panting as soon as he went up a flight of stairs, but he didn't care to rest, and was anxious to see Lan Qianyu.

"Madam Shao is in the South Room." Zhao Jun said.

"Why don't you sleep...our new house, we want to sleep in the guest room." Ye Yan frowned displeased, and pushed her pace faster.

When he came to the door of the South Guest Room, Zhao Jun checked the time on his watch: "Master, it is not six o'clock. Madam Young should be resting. You should go back to the medical room."

Ye Yan pulled out the hand supported by Zhao Jun to support the wall, weakly commanding: "You all retreat."

"Master..." As soon as Zhao Jun wanted to speak, Ye Yan stared back with sharp eyes, and lowered his head timidly, "Yes."

Then he took the doctor and his entourage and withdrew silently.

Ye Yan gently opened the door of the room and walked in. Lan Qianyu was already asleep, curled up in a ball in the direction of the door, like a small shrimp, looking pitiful.

The wall lamp was on and the orange light was spilling on the bed, making Lan Qianyu look more charming.

Ye Yan just stood by the door and looked at her quietly, recalling all the past that they had met and met, and now later realized that he really fell in love with her, I don’t know when he fell in love. Love is so deep that when she wants to leave with another man, his heart hurts so much, and then goes crazy, loses reason, and makes irreparable mistakes...

He obviously wants to keep her, he wants to hold her in his arms forever, but his behavior pushes her farther, farther and farther...

In fact, Ye Yan knew that he was wrong to do that, but he couldn't control his emotions. He couldn't imagine her lingering love under Xiao Han, and he would lose control when he thought about it.

Perhaps, there is only resentment between them now, so let's continue to hold on with resentment. . .

Anyway, he will not let go.

Ye Yan dragged her weak body to the bed, endured the pain in her chest, lay down cautiously, lifted the quilt and fell asleep next to Lan Qianyu...

Lan Qianyu felt in a daze that someone had fallen asleep next to him. He was awakened all of a sudden. He suddenly turned around and accidentally touched Ye Yan’s wound. Ye Yan shook his whole body, snorted, and a touch of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth...

"Right..." Lan Qianyu subconsciously wanted to apologize, but thinking of the dead child, her heart hardened again and asked coldly, "What are you doing?"

Ye Yan wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked up at her. Under the faint light, her cheeks were as pale as paper, and her body was very weak. Her expression was so cold that she didn't feel the slightest guilt for stabbing him. Be more indifferent to him.

Ye Yan's heart hurts even more, and a sneer rises at the corner of her mouth: "This is my home, you are my woman, I can do whatever I want."

With that said, he threw Lan Qianyu onto the bed...

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