After getting the reply he wanted, Li Beicheng happily agreed: "So good."

Yan Xiaye's lips twitched, which was even more uncomfortable than eating a fly. No matter how good her cultivation was, she could not withstand such provocation. She lowered her curse and pressed off her phone angrily.

...

An hour later, Yan Xiaye came to the ward where Yan's mother was as promised, and did not see Li Beicheng and Yan Shuirou.

She sat quietly on the chair leaning against the wall. She didn't want to go in alone to face Yan's mother, not to mention that her intention to come here was just a part of the transaction, and there was no need to go in and meet.

I looked at the closed door and was stunned for a while. Not long after, the door opened in front of her. Not only did doctors and nurses come out in it, but also accompanied by Yan's mother's screams and wailing.

If it weren't for knowing that this was a hospital under the jurisdiction of Li Yuntang, Yan Xiaye would almost think that Yan's mother had suffered some inhumane abuse.

Subconsciously stood up, she stepped forward and stopped the doctor who looked hurried and asked in a low voice: "How is her condition?"

"You are..." As Yan's mother's attending doctor, the man had obviously been instructed by the director in advance. After looking at Yan Xiaye's valuable clothes and calm and elegant temperament, he nodded suddenly: "Mr. Li

Hello, madam.”

"Hello."

Yan Xiaye was not in the mood to greet him, and he went straight to the point with anxiety: "Is there anything she has to do?"

"According to the current situation, this is really hard to say." The doctor's expression became a little heavier. He asked the case from the nurse and pointed to a bunch of inexplicable terms for Yan Xiaye to see, "Her organ

The failure has reached a very serious level, and the body is very weak. Even if the best instruments and medicines in China are used, it can only delay her life and cannot play a thorough therapeutic role. In addition, the patient obviously shows manic depression.

Symptoms, fortunately there is a Miss Yan who can comfort her, otherwise if this continues, maybe the patient's life span..."

Worried about the doctor's unfinished meaning, Yan Xiaye suddenly thought of another candidate who might calm Yan's mother, "In other words, her current situation is very afraid of being emotionally excited, and someone needs immediate comfort?"

"The drugs that patients take and inject in daily life contain a stable component, and they will not be as crazy as you hear them all the time. They only need to come over once every three days, so that they can probably stabilize the patient's mood."

"Thanks."

Frowning and thinking about whether Yan Jianguo could take on the role of comforting Yan's mother, Yan Xiaye pursed his lips, thinking about the hideousness of the old lady before her death, and thinking about the madness that Yan's mother showed. Her mood was like a mess and she secretly spitted on her.

After Yan Shuirou made a fuss and added all the vicious words she could imagine.

It is obvious that Yan's mother did countless things for Yan Shuirou. Unexpectedly, Yan Shuirou was so cruel that she couldn't even hold on for three days?

Or is it that Li Beicheng really that good, which made Yan Shuirou think wholeheartedly about men and not even care about her own mother?

He used the greatest malicious guess to Yan Shuirou without hesitation. Even through a thick door, Yan Xiaye could still hear Yan's mother screaming in the ward from time to time.

The scream was like a cone piercing her heart, making her walk around restlessly, hoping for the first time that Li Beicheng and Yan Shuirou, the scumbag boy and slut, would appear soon.

Just after she didn't know how many rounds and turns she walked in this short corridor, and cursed the bastard thousands of times in her heart, Li Beicheng was late, "Yan Xiaye."

Yan Xiaye stopped and turned around and found that only one Li Beicheng was present. His chest was immediately irritated, "Li Beicheng, what do you mean?"

"You should ask what Yan Shuirou means."

The man was in a bad mood. He glanced at Yan Xiaye with gloomy eyes and said in a cold voice: "The neighbor said she hasn't been back in the past two days. I thought of all the solutions but couldn't contact her. The most important thing is,

She took Ya'er and left!"

His daughter certainly makes more sense than a woman he has rejected.

Moreover, Yan Shuirou seemed to be determined not to let him find it this time. Even the black card he gave her was left on the dressing table, and she only brought the cash she could withdraw with her. How could he believe that she had the strength to take good care of her since childhood

Ya'er who is rich and well-off?

"How could it be..."

Yan Xiaye was stunned when she heard this, and then smiled absurdly: "Ah, I understand, she doesn't want to break up with you, so she took Ya'er away to threaten you. It's really Yan Shuirou's usual trick.

.”

Li Beicheng stared at her with a bad look, "Yan Xiaye, I don't like you gloating because of Ya'er's disappearance."

"When she is with her biological mother, how can she talk about missing? Otherwise, you can try calling the police?" Yan Xiaye's smile on the corner of her lips remained unchanged, and she spread her hands with serene satisfaction, "Speaking of it, you and Yanshui are both here, you are here and there,"

Rou has been together for so many years, and she can't even see through the tricks she used. Is she too smart or you too stupid?"

Li Beicheng was speechless, and looked at Yan Xiaye's happy expression with a cold face, and couldn't even get angry.

He thought that he was really too stupid in the past, so he treated Yan Shuirou as a weak woman who needed protection, but instead ignored the truly pure Yan Xiaye.

Fortunately, he will no longer make similar mistakes now, all he needs is an opportunity.

The unknown child will be the constant contact between him and Yan Xiaye. Even after so long, he still found nothing, and he will not give up easily.

"Forget it, since Yan Shuirou is not here, it may be the same if you go in and visit him."

I can't stand the man staring at her for a long time, Yan Xiaye raised his hand irritably and pointed at the ward, "She has always regarded you as her good son-in-law. You can say a few nice words in the past, and make up a reason to explain what Yan Shuirou can't come.

Why…I don’t need to teach you these, right?”

"You are wrong. No matter how much my son-in-law pleases her, what she wants to see most is definitely Yan Shuirou herself." Li Beicheng looked at Yan Xiaye up and down, his eyes fixed on her beautiful little face

, suddenly, he pulled her wrist like lightning, and pulled her towards the ward: "It just so happens that you look a little similar to Yan Shuirou, so it should be no problem to fool the old lady."

Yan Xiaye couldn't help but staggered. Before she could react to what Li Beicheng said, the light blue door of the ward was close to her.

She held her breath unconsciously, and what she wanted to say was frozen on the tip of her tongue, and for a moment she just wanted to escape.

No one can remain indifferent to the harm, especially because the harm comes from her once thought she was a relative.

However, Li Beicheng's big palm holding her wrist was like casting steel. He ignored her own opinions with great strength and dragged her into the ward.

When he was revisiting the old place, Yan Xiaye looked blankly at the messy medical facilities in the room, and was reluctant to look at the thin figure in the middle of the hospital bed.

On the contrary, Li Beicheng, who had been with Yan Shuirou several times before, smiled slightly, pushed Yan Xiaye forward without saying anything, and greeted him easily: "Auntie, Shuirou and I will come to see you together, today

How do you feel? Are there any discomforts?”

Yan Xiaye, who was pushed forward, did not dare to move. His eyes dodged Yan's mother's gaze, and decided to count the number of people silently and end it as soon as possible.

"Shui Rou?"

Yan's mother was so sick that her cheeks and eyes were deeply sunken.

But when she heard the words Shui Rou, her mind seemed to have returned to a little bit of clarity. She looked at Yan Xiaye a few meters away from her doubtfully, and said anxiously in a confused manner: "Shui Rou, my good daughter,

Come here quickly and let mom see you."

Yan Xiaye silently raised his head and glared at Li Beicheng, and tentatively stepped forward. His voice was hoarse and soft, and his usual gentleness: "I'm here, don't worry about me. Ya'er's health is not good these days, I want it

I spent time taking care of her at home, and I couldn’t come to visit you like before.”

"Ya'er is sick? Is it serious? Have you taken medicine?"

Yan's mother immediately believed Yan Xiaye... or Yan Shuirou's excuse, and her emotions became excited again, muttering without saying a word: "Is it Yan Xiaye harmed? Didn't you say she found her biological father?

She must have known that your dad and I are not her parents. If we treat her like that in the past, will she hurt Ya'er and you to take revenge?"

Li Beicheng's expression changed slightly, and he forced Yan's mother to interrupt: "Aunt, Ya'er just caught a cold at school. It's nothing serious. Shui Rou and I will take good care of her. Just take good care of yourself."

As he said that, he quietly stepped forward and tried to pick Yan Xiaye's hand hanging from his side.

Xia Ye was prepared for it and he retracted his arm and didn't want him to touch it.

She stood there silently, her back as fragile as if it was about to break at a touch.

It was not until today that she fully understood what Yan's mother actually viewed her.

"Is that so, that's good." Yan's mother didn't know what was going on, staring at her only daughter lovingly and muttering: "Shui Rou, mom knows her body. If you don't have time, it doesn't matter if you don't have time, it doesn't matter if you don't have to come over.

, it’s the same for calling your mother frequently. As long as you live well with Beicheng, you are better than anything else, have you heard it?"

Yan Xiaye was so amused and nodded in a state of dismay, and continued to play the role of Yan Shuirou.

"It's great, it's my mother's good daughter." Yan's mother breathed a long sigh with great comfort, her eyes turned to Li Beicheng, and she didn't forget to knock on him: "Beicheng, Shui Rou is so good to you, you are so proud of you

You must not let her down. If Yan Xiaye relies on her current identity to come back to you, you must not see her, do you know?"
Chapter completed!