Ye Hen frowned and looked at the woman who didn't want to see him, as if she was being left out, and felt extremely uncomfortable.
Dr. Lane rushed to the villa quickly. After entering the bedroom, he quickly opened the medicine box without Yehen's instructions and prepared to treat Mingyue.
"No, I'm fine"
When he walked to the bed and wanted to check Ming Yue, Ming Yue used all her strength to ignore the objections of Ye Hen who was standing by the bed, struggled to sit up and said weakly to Dr. Lane.
Dr. Lane stood there and looked at Yehen for advice.
Ming Yue thought that Ye Hen would forcefully order Dr. Lane to treat her like last time.
But unexpectedly, he just looked at her silently, with an unreadable expression on his cold handsome face.
But he did not order Dr. Lane to continue examining Mingyue.
Mingyue felt Yehen's silence, turned her head and looked at him, unable to understand the meaning of the expression on his face.
Dr. Lane stood there and looked at the two people at a loss, not knowing what to do.
"If you want to die, I can help you, but only after you pay off the debt you owe."
What does he mean?
Mingyue looked at Ye Hen in confusion, not understanding what he meant.
She owes a debt, what is it?
Seeing her doubts, Yehen's eyes flashed with unpredictability,
"Everything you have now is given by me, as well as your brother. Don't forget that you begged me when you saved him."
After hearing these words, Mingyue was instantly relieved of her confusion, but then her heart was stung again.
It turns out that this man is not only torturing her, but also making her pay off her debts
"Treat her!"
After a while, Ye Hen's face returned to its usual coldness. He said indifferently to Dr. Lane standing behind him, ignored Ming Yue's reaction, turned around and walked out of the room.
Mingyue looked at Beiying who was leaving Ye Hen, so indifferent, and the pain in her heart worsened.
When Dr. Lane was treating her, she gave up her struggle and allowed the sharp needle to pierce her thin arm.
The cold liquid was slowly injected into the body along the needle. Mingyue closed her eyes and let Dr. Lane deal with the place on her arm where the needle was inserted.
Looks like a dumb puppet, at the mercy of others
After Dr. Lane left, Mingyue lay quietly, looking at the gauze curtain blown by the cold wind with a pair of eyes. The light and dancing look made her feel envious.
When the wind blows, they dance freely, and the way they float is so graceful.
When the wind stopped, they rested quietly, as if they were never unhappy at all.
Unlike her, she is always troubled by unexplainable feelings, heartache, and entanglement that makes her wish again and again that she can disappear from this world forever.
Aunt Lan walked in with a bowl of porridge and saw Mingyue lying in despair, with a look of distress on her face.
"Miss, miss?"
I walked to the bed and called softly, but my tears couldn't stop falling.
Hearing Aunt Lan's sobs, Mingyue slowly turned her head,
"Aunt Lan, why are you crying?"
Are the fluttering Chinese words escaping from the bloodless lips? The soft face is so quiet that it makes people scared.
Aunt Lan quickly wiped away her tears and forced a smile.
"I cooked porridge for you. I haven't eaten all day. Let's drink some first." She took the bowl and came to the bed, picked up the spoon inside, scooped up a mouthful, and brought it to Mingyue's mouth.