Wen Xihe felt weird and couldn't help but think of the memory of Ye Yuwei losing control and banging her head against the wall, and couldn't help feeling worried.
"You're okay!"
She did not dare to step forward rashly, but moved her steps carefully in place, fearing that Ye Yuwei would accidentally lose control again.
With He Mingjue away, she felt even less confident.
The woman with her back to Wen Xihe remained silent, but her body was trembling violently. Every time Wen Xihe took a step closer to her, the woman's body trembled a little more violently.
Finally, Wen Xihe stopped not far from the bed.
In fact, apart from He Mingjue, Wen Xihe couldn't think of any other deep hatred between herself and the woman in front of her. She was silent for a few seconds, then tentatively said softly, "Miss Ye, I don't mean anything else, let alone any malice. I just
, I just want to care about you, you..."
"ah--"
Before Wen Xihe finished speaking, Ye Yuwei suddenly screamed and jumped up on the bed. She did not rush over and knock Wen Xihe into the bed like last time, but jumped up from the bed and threw a
He grabbed the sheet and wrapped himself tightly in an instant. This series of actions, from the beginning to the end, was so short that Wen Xihe had no time to react.
Wen Xihe looked at the bulge under the sheets in shock. She looked down and looked at herself from beginning to end.
Is she a scourge? Why does this woman react this way when she sees her appearance and hears her voice?
Did she miss something? Or did she do something to her?
"Miss Ye, calm down, I really don't mean any harm!" She tried to comfort the shivering person under the sheets in the silence of the room, but she didn't want her to get worse, grabbing the sheets with both hands, and kept curling up.
bedside.
All Wen Xihe's efforts were in vain. He looked at the bulge on the bed and stood there helplessly. But at this moment, he heard a faint sound under the sheets.
"I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, I really can't do it anymore..."
Those few words faintly conveyed the fact that Ye Yuwei had fallen into a nightmare again. They also faintly conveyed some flickering messages to Wen Xihe. Those few words came out of Ye Yuwei's mouth again and again.
When the news came out, Wen Xihe felt uneasy and worried.
At the same time, rapid footsteps sounded in the corridor.
The footsteps were very steady and heavy, but as he walked, he was clearly a little more anxious.
With a "bang", the door to the ward was pushed open, and a tall man's figure flashed in.
When Wen Xihe turned around, she only saw the man's face with a tense jaw.
Anxiety was the only expression Wen Xihe saw on He Mingjue's face at that moment.
"Ajue..."
Wen Xihe called out to He Mingjue as soon as he appeared, and subconsciously raised his steps to meet him.
He Mingjue didn't miss Wen Xihe's voice. The moment the man glanced over, the door behind him was pushed open again. A male doctor wearing gold-rimmed glasses hurriedly stepped in from the door.
He stood firmly beside He Mingjue. The man's voice, neither too loud nor too soft, just covered the voice coming from Wen Xihe.
"Miss Ye!" The moment he spoke, he quickly passed He Mingjue's side and strode towards the bulge on the bed. The male doctor tried to pull back the sheets on Ye Yuweishen's body.
, but the person under the sheet let out a sharp cry, and grabbed the sheet harder and harder with his hands.
"Ajue, Ajue, where are you?!"
Even though she lost consciousness and fell into a terrible dream in the eyes of others, the woman under the sheets was still thinking about only one man at this time, "Ajue, I'm afraid, I'm afraid!"
The woman's voice, like her trembling body, had a trembling tone that almost easily attracted everyone's attention.
Wen Xihe's gaze was naturally no exception. She only felt a cold wind passing by her side, and He Mingjue had already strode towards the window.
"Yu Wei, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here..."
Perhaps, no one has ever been able to understand the weight of the three words "Hemingjue" in Ye Yuwei's heart. But at the same time, no one can deny that Hemingjue at this moment is like a good medicine. Once it enters the mouth
, it can relieve Ye Yuwei’s heart problems.
really.
As soon as He Mingjue's voice fell, all the movements and sounds of the woman on the bed who had been struggling and screaming just a moment ago, and whose body was still shaking violently, naturally stopped at that moment.
Wen Xihe silently realized this. At that moment, he felt as if his heart was hit hard and hard by something.
It hurts.
After all, He Mingjue was different from others. He pulled away the bed sheet that Ye Yuwei was holding tightly on without any effort. The bed sheet was lifted, revealing Ye Yu's only pale and frightened face. So pale.
The color made Wen Xihe frown slightly.
She still couldn't figure it out. She didn't do anything. She just opened the door and stood not far away from her. She just wanted to express her concern carefully and subtly.
Why does her reaction to Ye Yuwei at this moment give her the illusion that everything happened because of her?
She stood there in great embarrassment, watching Ye Yuwei tremblingly throw herself into He Mingjue's arms, watching He Mingjue reach out to hug her naturally, and put one hand soothingly along her back,
The voice was gentle and soft, like coaxing a child who had a nightmare and woke up in fear, "It's okay, it's okay..."
Wen Xihe felt that her chest was tight, like the dull and oppressive air before a heavy rain in summer, making her slightly breathless.
Blocking.
She took a small step forward, trying to make herself say something.
He opened his mouth, but before he could speak, the male doctor standing by the bed cast his gaze over unexpectedly. The pair of narrow eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses looked at Wen Xihe and said softly, "Miss Ye's recent visit.
The condition has been under control very stably. It wouldn't have been such an overreaction unless I was stimulated." He said, paused slightly, glanced at Ye Yuwei in He Mingjue's arms, and couldn't help but cast his eyes on Wen Xi again.
He said, "Miss Wen, you..."
The unfinished words were like a bomb that immediately fell into people's hearts.
Wen Xihe raised her head sharply to look at the male doctor who was speaking, but he quickly looked away as if he felt guilty.
A slight anger suddenly rose in Wen Xihe's heart, rising slowly while forbearing.
I don’t think you need to understand what it means. They are such smart people, so they understand it.
The male doctor's words were directly aimed at Wen Xihe.
In the final analysis, it is nothing more than the conclusion that Ye Yuwei is clearly doing well, and his current loss of control must be caused by Wen Xihe.
To put it more clearly, he was pointing out what Wen Xihe said and did to Ye Yuwei, either openly or covertly.