Rao Mengyu was awakened by a strange fragrance. She lay on the white and soft hospital bed and slowly opened her eyes. Her long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings.
What caught his eye was a tall woman with her back to the blinds. Behind her was a dazzling golden sun. Rao Mengyu's red lips parted slightly, surprised that there was such a beautiful woman in the world.
The woman was wearing a white sleeveless soft cotton skirt with light and elegant makeup. She was looking at Rao Mengyu with her big beautiful eyes, just as Rao Mengyu was also looking at her.
In just thirty seconds, it was like an invisible duel between martial arts masters, and then the beautiful woman smiled gently, like red cotton blooming, exuding dignity and dignity.
"My name is Lan Tong, Mr. Shangguan's personal psychologist."
Lan Tong stretched out her right hand to Rao Mengyu, her slender fingers were as soft and white as onions.
Rao Mengyu was still like a wounded kitten, always on guard against strangers. She stared at the hand in front of her, hesitating whether to hold it or not.
"I ordered a piece of geranium incense. It can help you soothe your nerves and tension. Smell it and see if you like it."
Lan Tong handed the newly lit incense to Rao Mengyu, but Rao Mengyu resisted as if he had seen a ghost.
It wasn't that she was deliberately ungrateful, it was just that she was really confused now. She remembered that she was thrown into the sea and thought she was dead. Unexpectedly, when she woke up, she was faced with a strange environment.
Where is this? Why is she here? Who saved her?
"This is a hospital invested and donated by Mr. Shangguan. You were rescued here by Mr. Shangguan. You have been in a coma for three days and three nights."
As a senior doctor of clinical psychology, Lan Tong could see through what Rao Mengyu was thinking at the moment.
This beautiful woman has a very keen insight and meticulous mind. She knows that this woman means a lot to Mr. Shangguan, so she is very cautious in front of Rao Mengyu.
"Mr. Shangguan? Shangguan Yu?"
"Yes."
"Why him? How could he save me? I was in a coma for three days and three nights. God, I... I want to leave, I want to go home..."
Rao Mengyu could not have imagined that she would be in a coma for three days and three nights. What would her mother do? Who would take care of her?
Thinking that her mother was still paralyzed in bed, Aunt Lan asked for leave again in the past few days. She was worried that something might happen to her mother, so she hurriedly opened the white quilt and was about to get out of bed. Her legs were shaking, and she tore it off and inserted it on the back of her hand.
With the needle, a few drops of fine blood immediately oozed from the fair skin.
"Calm down, you can't be discharged from the hospital yet, wait, hey..."
Lan Tong didn't expect that she would be so excited, but despite her small stature, she pushed her away. Lan Tong was anxious, really afraid that something would happen to her.
"No, I can't calm down. I want to be discharged from the hospital. I want to go home. Let me go. I want to go home..."
Rao Mengyu insisted on going home like a willful child. She was wearing a beige patient gown, her feet were bare on the cold floor, her hair was messy, her face was as white as wax, and her weak body was swaying in the wind.
How could it withstand such a fierce running?
So she only took a step or two. Before she reached the door, her legs became weak and she fell heavily to the floor.
"careful......"
Lan Tong frowned and was about to step forward to help her onto the bed, but when she saw Shangguan Yu standing coldly at the door, she didn't dare to act rashly.
Shangguan Yu's appearance seemed to bring a cold wind, just like wearing only a thin shirt in late autumn and early winter, making people feel white from the cold.
The man was already tall and strong, and with his head lowered to look at Rao Mengyu on the ground, he had an imposing aura that seemed overwhelming.
Such oppression from above made Rao Mengyu very unnatural. She also tried to stand up, but her weak body was like soft cotton wool, and she couldn't do it with any strength.
In desperation, all she could do was bite her lower lip tightly and stare coldly at the ground, not looking at him.
Shangguan Yu suddenly burst into laughter when he saw her looking like she was facing a formidable enemy. At that moment, her beautiful face was like an ice sculpture, and a gap suddenly appeared, hiding a warm and soft heart.
Kneeling on one knee with slender straight legs, he picked up a strand of the woman's hair and gently put it into her small and delicate ear. His movements were as gentle as flowing water, and his voice was as caring as warmth.
"Why are you so careless, huh?"
Shangguan Yu picked up Rao Mengyu, who was as light as a feather. His mellow voice, which was both good and evil, was like a glass of high-concentration red wine, making the woman dizzy.