"Yan Xiaye is my woman, why don't you worry about me?" Li Beicheng didn't pay attention to Yan Xiaye's subtle movements on the hospital bed, frowned and talked to the doctor: "How should she adjust her body specifically? You guys can you do it?

I will ask someone to do the same."

The doctor silent awkwardly, his eyes fell on the slender figure that seemed to be about to break at a moment. All the rumors that came from hearing were circulating in his mind, "Li Shao, if you only think about the young lady's body,

There is a saying I don’t know whether to say it or not.”

"explain."

"The young lady vomits blood and faints. Gastric bleeding is one of the reasons, and the more important thing is her mood and stress. Some time ago, you also know that if you want the young lady to recover as soon as possible, some rumors about catching up should be calmed as soon as possible.

good."

When Li Beicheng heard this, his thin lips pursed into a thread, and his expression was depressed and silent.

All the news about Yan Xia Ye on the Internet was violently suppressed, and the rumors were stopped from the source and continued to spread.

However, judging from the current situation, it is still not optimistic. Although the Li family can block the big Vs' nonsense, they cannot block the long-lasting mouths of the melon-eating crowd.

If Yan Xiaye wakes up, the public opinion has not improved yet...

"I understand, I will do it."

The doctor nodded tactfully and found a reason to leave the ward for the couple. As soon as he walked a few meters to the door, he met Yan Jiu who was walking towards him head-on.

"Doctor, how is Miss Summer Ye?"

Regardless of Li Beicheng's presence, Yan Jiu relied on his second master's support and showed his concern for Yan Xiaye without any concealment: "If you need to transfer the hospital, I will call the second master immediately and ask him to send a helicopter."

The doctor was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, the infamous Mrs. Li could still get treated with a different look from Master Li. He quickly packed up his expression and answered respectfully: "Please tell Mrs. Li that Mrs. Li is nothing serious, you can stay there.

This hospital is resting."

Yan Jiu breathed a long sigh, and his aggressive momentum also eased a little. "Miss Xia Ye will ask you during her hospitalization. Please worry more and give me a generous gift afterwards."

"You are kind to you, it's all your duty."

He noticed that the atmosphere in the ward was getting weird, and the doctor did not dare to stay for a long time, so he walked out in two steps.

When the door closed, Yan Jiu first confirmed that Yan Xiaye was still in a coma. His eyes were calm and he looked at Li Beicheng beside the bed, and said in a business manner: "Young Master Beicheng, the second master has come out. You need it.

Immediately set off and go back to the old house and come up with a reasonable explanation."

"What do you mean?" Li Beicheng did not dare to take his anger at the gold medal special assistant beside Li Yuntang, so he could only ask with anger: "Yan Xiaye hasn't woken up yet, what's wrong waiting for her to wake up?

Let’s talk about it.”

"It's over. If you could have changed your mind earlier, Miss Xia Ye wouldn't have been lying here." Yan Jiu was unwilling to show Li Beicheng a good look. He smiled and didn't smile, but he felt that Yan Xia Ye didn't feel that he was not happy.

Value: "You need to go back, of course, because the culprit is closely related to you and needs to deal with it yourself."

He always speaks of honorable titles and cannot find any fault in etiquette, but in Libei City, it is completely different from ridicule.

However, considering the information revealed in Yan Jiu's words, Li Beicheng gritted his teeth and endured it, and thought flashed in his eyes.

A name passed by quickly in his heart. Li Beicheng asked with a little disbelief and a tight voice: "Is it Shui Rou?"

"It seems you are not completely unaware of it." Yan Jiu's tone was even more sarcastic, "I really don't understand, what is better Yan Shuirou than Miss Xia Ye, and it is worthy of your kindness? By the way, I'll come here.

The second master had instructed me before, it would be okay if you don’t go back to Li’s house with me. In that case, you will be happy only by the second master.”

No matter what kind of thought Li Yuntang told Yan Xiaye, he would never give up on the people who bully and hurt Yan Xiaye.

Li Beicheng's tangled eyes wandered, and hesitated to look at Yan Xiaye, who was breathing lightly. After a few struggles in his heart, he made up his mind to stand up: "I'll go with you."

Yan Jiu smiled faintly and did not answer, as if he had expected Li Beicheng's choice, so he took a step back and made a gesture of advocacy: "You please first."

Li Beicheng didn't look at the annoying smile on his face, and forced himself to leave Yan Xia's bedside with calmness, and every step he took was as heavy as a tremendous amount.

When he walked to the door, he paused with the door handle, hesitating to turn around.

"Young Master Beicheng, since you have decided to favor Yan Shuirou, what's the difference between taking a look at more and less?"

Behind him, Yan Jiu seemed to be smiling but still spoke so sarcastically.

Li Beicheng's suppressed anger finally burst out, and he turned his head and glared fiercely: "Yan Jiu, if it weren't for the little uncle, what the hell are you, you dare to talk to me like this!"

"You are right, I'm not really anything." Yan Jiu's smile remained unchanged, "So please go faster. If the second master thinks you won't go back, he accidentally punishes Yan Shuirou too much.

That hurts her, and it hurts your heart.”

Listening to the sound of footsteps gradually fading away, Yan Xiaye was drowsy, and felt that Li Beicheng was really ridiculous, so he laughed softly twice and fell asleep again.

I don’t know how long it took, a strong fragrance penetrated into her dream.

"Dad, why haven't Yanyan woke up yet?"

Xiao Yunduo stood by the hospital bed on tiptoe, holding a cute little panda bowl in his hand, full of chicken soup porridge, pouting his little mouth to blow the fragrance towards Yan Xiaye.

On the sofa, a tall and strong man stood up and walked up, rubbing the soft top of the little guy's hair as if soothing, and his low magnetic voice echoed in the ward: "Maybe she is too tired and needs a lot of rest."

"Yanyan is so pitiful! It must be that Brother Beicheng did something bad, which made Yanyan angry!" Xiao Yunduo flattened his mouth and blinked worriedly: "But I heard from the doctor that Yanyan would behave as a body if he didn't wake up again.

not good."

The handsome man lowered his eyes, rolled up the cuffs of the ironed suit, gently lifted Yan Xiaye's thin hair on his forehead, and his voice was gentle and addictive: "Xia Ye, I can hear me

Talking?"

Yan Xiaye felt that he had probably had a nightmare.

She could not remember the messy things in her dreams very clearly, but only knew that when she was most helpless and fearful, she vaguely heard someone calling her name.

The slender eyelashes trembled gently, and Yan Xiaye suddenly opened his eyes at some point.
Chapter completed!