"Then...is there anything else I can do?"

"In my personal experience, when a patient encounters such misfortune, the encouragement and company of his family are the most important. I suggest that you can recall the important past of happy past between you in the patient's ears, or... what does your husband have?

If you want to hear it, you can try to tell him."

When the doctors left the ward in a row, Yan Xiaye sat on the sofa, lowered his head and buried his face in his palm.

She didn't want to think too badly about the result, for fear that it would come true if she was not careful.

If Li Beicheng can't wake up, there is no doubt that she is a sinner of the Li family for the ages.

If she could awaken Li Beicheng just by talking about happy memories, of course she would.

Unfortunately, before she was imprisoned, she and him had a couple for two years, but the memories were only a few hours.

With a self-deprecating smile, Yan Xiaye suddenly realized and stared at the handsome side face of the man on the bed, his voice trembling slightly: "Li Beicheng, I understand what the doctor means, you will be fine."

After saying that, she picked up his cell phone and left the ward and called a phone in the corridor.

"Yan Shuirou, I have something to see you, right away."

As a wife, she has to ask her husband's lover for help at this time.

The taste is indescribable, but the word humiliation cannot be avoided.

Putting down his cell phone, Yan Xiaye leaned against the cold wall and sighed.

As long as Li Beicheng can wake up, even if she loses all her pride, she will never care about it.

...

In the afternoon cafe, the cat yawned lazily, and the atmosphere was quiet and harmonious.

Except for the two guests who looked different, sitting by the window.

"Yan Xia Ye, I didn't expect you to ask me for this day." Yan Shuirou slowly stirred the spoon, with a domineering expression: "If I said, I would only go to see Beicheng if I wanted you to kneel in front of me, and you would

How to do it?"

"You won't." Yan Xiaye felt mixed feelings in her heart. When she looked at Yan Shuirou, she smiled calmly: "For me, even if Li Beicheng can't wake up, I still have the Li family as the backer.

, and you are different.”

To deal with people like Yan Shuirou, soft words and begging are completely useless, and they are far less ruthless than speaking. The position of asking for people and being asked for naturally changes.

Sure enough, Yan Shuirou's face changed: "Yan Xiaye, is there such a training person in prison? If it were five years ago, if there was a glimmer of hope to save Beicheng, you would have knelt at my feet obediently, right?"

"Five years ago he was my husband, now..." Yan Xiaye lowered his eyes and refused to admit that she lost to the other party: "He is your daughter's father, and I don't plan to be self-indulgent."

Because the end of being self-indulgent is miserable enough, she really doesn't know if she still has the courage to survive.

"You are tactful." Yan Shuirou thought for a moment, her eyes were full of charm: "You asked me to come out, just for this?"

Yan Xiaye picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee. Qingmei looked calm and angry and said: "I can let you go to see Libeicheng, but there is a condition."

"It's obviously you begging me, but you still dare to negotiate terms with me?"

"You may not agree."

"……explain!"

Uneasy, Yan Xiaye forced himself to calm down: "Five years ago, after the hospital invested by Li's family was dissolved, do you know where the employee files are?"

"It seems to be a little impression." Yan Shuirou met her gaze with a suspicious look: "What are you looking for to do?"

"The reason has nothing to do with you, just check it." Yan Xiaye pushed away the chair and stood up, looking down at the other party: "Tell me the location after finding it, and I will go find it myself."

...

Returning to the hospital with Yan Shuirou, Yan Xiaye nodded to the bodyguard at the door and put the person in.

In the past week, Yan Shuirou hadn't thought about coming to visit her, but she was turned away every time, and she was so angry that she had no choice.

Finally, he saw the man he was longing forgot about Yan Xiaye at the door again.

She rushed to the bed in two steps at a time. She choked and touched Li Beicheng's much thinner cheeks: "Beicheng, you are so stupid. What's the point of saying Xia Ye is good? It's worth your suffering for her.

…”

When Yan Xiaye heard this, he took a silent step back and isolated himself outside the ward door.

Through the soundproof glass door, she saw with her own eyes how Yan Shuirou cried and kissed her husband with tears in her eyes.

This scene was like thin thorns, piercing into her heart one after another, and the pain spread.

I don’t know how long it took, Yan Xiaye’s heart was cold.

The pictures in the ward are so beautiful and touching, as if she is the unpopular third party from beginning to end.

Just as she was so depressed that she couldn't breathe, without warning, the man who had been unconscious in bed for many days frowned, opened his eyes and said something...

Yan Xiaye's pupils suddenly magnified, as if someone had slapped him out of thin air, and staggered on the sofa in the corridor.

Close your eyes, but still can't escape the biting discomfort.

It turns out that the reason why Li Beicheng couldn't wake up was not because she and him had nothing worth mentioning about the past.

But because the person he really wanted to meet was never her.

...

In the ward, Li Beicheng sat up with a dark face and pushed Yan Shuirou away from the distance.

Even the bitter plan designed to change his mind to Yan Xiaye, it was boring to lie here every day. After finally having a sleep, I heard someone crying in his ears half asleep.

At first he thought it was Yan Xiaye, but suddenly he felt a little more joy in his heart. Then he felt that the other person kissed the corner of his lips in tears, and he felt even more joyful.

Until he was about to open his eyes slowly, he smelled a charming perfume smell first.

"Why are you here?" Li Beicheng secretly scolded the bodyguard for not being effective enough. If Yan Xiaye saw this scene, his relationship with her would be even more overwhelming.

Yan Shuirou was caught off guard by him, and there was a hint of surprise in her tears: "Beicheng, what does this mean? Don't you want to see me?"

Thinking of the old love between the two, Li Beicheng couldn't tell whether he felt sorry for Yan Shuirou, but he still calmed down: "...There are people coming and going in the hospital, I'm afraid that you will appear here and it will affect you and me.

not good."

"Are you worried about Mrs. Li?" After a explanation from Li Beicheng, Yan Shuirou burst into tears and smiled: "Don't worry, I heard from my dad that the old lady was unwell these days and had already flew abroad to recuperate overnight."

Li Beicheng thought that of course he knew that the matter of recuperation was originally proposed when he woke up. In order not to be the light bulb between him and Yan Xiaye, grandma happily agreed to move forward.
Chapter completed!