Love at First Kiss: Surrendering to my Devil Husband

Lan Qianyu pinched Ye Yan's arm fiercely with anger: "If you want to die, die a little farther, don't press me..."

"I said..." Ye Yan buried his face in Lan Qianyu's chest, "Even if I am going to die, I will die on you."

"You..." Lan Qianyu was really mad with anger.

"I'm so tired, so sleepy, don't bother me." Ye Yan rubbed her chest, clutching her arm with both hands, and fell asleep deeply. . .

Lan Qianyu really didn't want to care about him, but he burned harder and harder, his body was like a fire burning her, and the blood in her chest slowly flowed down. She knew that this was really impossible, and she couldn't take care of so much. Shouted at the door: "Come on, come on, come on—"

"Madam, what happened?" Zhao Jun hurriedly knocked on the door outside.

"Ye Yan's wound has opened and he has a high fever again. Call a doctor quickly." Lan Qianyu said urgently.

"Yes." Zhao Jun shouted back and rushed downstairs, "Doctor Jerry, come up quickly."

...

Zhao Jun and the doctor pushed in and saw the scene on the bed. Everyone turned their heads in embarrassment.

Lan Qianyu was also very uncomfortable, and said helplessly: "I can't push him away, so I asked two female doctors to come and help."

"Yes." Zhao Jun made a gesture, and the two female medical nurses immediately walked over to help pull the night flame. Seeing the wound on his chest, they were shocked and screamed, "God, how did it happen."

"He was tossing it himself, I didn't move him." Lan Qianyu quickly put on his coat and walked to the bathroom, "Hurry up to deal with the wound for him, and then pull him back to his bedroom."

"Yes."

...

Lan Qianyu turned on the light in the bathroom and looked at herself covered in blood in the mirror. It was Ye Yan's blood. She should have a kind of retaliatory pleasure-it was right, but she didn't know why, she felt sad, why Must be like this between them? She feels so tired, so tired...

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Lan Qianyu was still taking a bath, and heard Ye Yan talking silly with fever: "Where is she? Where did she go? Did she run away with Xiao Han? Catch her back to me, catch her back—"

The bastard, burned like this and always thinking about catching her, Lan Qianyu scolded angrily in his heart, but tears fell unknowingly. Why did this **** want to do this? She was so sick that she was about to die, and her mind was full of her. How much did he hate her? ?

"Master, the young lady is taking a bath, she will be out soon, don't get excited." Zhao Jun anxiously soothed, "Don't move, the doctor is re-dressing your wound."

"Lan Qianyu, Lan Qianyu..." Ye Yan whispered in a daze, still trying to get up from the bed, "Get me back, come back, come back--"

"Master, please stop moving." Zhao Jun wanted to cry without tears, and the doctor had no way to start. If this continues, the wound will get worse.

"Would you like to give him a tranquilizer?" the doctor asked.

"It can only be so." Zhao Jun nodded helplessly.

"No need." At this time, Lan Qianyu came out of the bathroom, walked to the bed and held Ye Yan's hand, "I am here."

Ye Yan put her head on her lap, wrapped her hands around her waist, and muttered to herself: "Don't go, don't go..."

"I'm not going, you don't move obediently, the wound has to be bandaged again." Lan Qianyu gently pulled his body, let him lie down, then winked at the doctor.

The doctor acted immediately and quickly retreated the wound for Ye Yan, and then gave him an infusion. Ye Yan is gentle and well-behaved, just like a sleeping lion...