The Most Beautiful Years Met You 【24】Touch me and I will touch it
"My stomach hurts so much, please take me to the hospital quickly!"
Yu Zhongxiao heard her startled voice and turned his head to look at her. Seeing that her expression was unchanged, he put the car in gear and said, "It will be fine if you go home and take a nap."
"..."
Ye Hehuan curled up in his seat and saw him driving indifferently. Apart from the first glance, he didn't even say a word of comfort. He thought to himself, "Why am I doing this?" He stared at the traffic light in front of him. He felt as much grievance as he wanted.
Grief: "Why are you like this?"
Yu Zhongxiao said nothing.
In the rearview mirror, with a straight nose and thin lips, Ye Hehuan glanced at it, continued to cover his lower abdomen, and hummed: "It hurts me to death, it hurts me to death..."
From time to time, suppressed groans of pain escaped from between his lips and teeth.
She deliberately leaned her body towards him, and when her head was about to touch his shoulder, she turned her big hand with long and strong finger bones and white gauze wrapped in the palm of her hand. He pushed her head away without leaving a trace, making a low sound.
:"Sit down."
"Didn't you see that I was in so much pain that I couldn't sit still?"
Ye Hehuan sniffed and looked at his right hand that had returned to the steering wheel from the corner of his eye: "My stomach really hurts. I'm not lying to you. Why don't you believe what others say?"
The off-road vehicle stopped slowly at an intersection.
Ye Hehuan looked at the red light in front of her. In fact, when she first got in the car, she smelled the smell of tobacco that had not dissipated in the car. She couldn't help but wonder if he was smoking because he was upset by herself, so she waited for the car to start and passed by.
At a stop sign in the city, she suddenly asked Yu Zhongxiao to stop: "There should be a taxi here, right?"
He didn't apply the brakes, and his voice was low and flat: "I'll take you home."
"Uncle, actually you really don't have to send me back all the way. I'll have to wait for you in the middle of the night without rest. I can't stand it."
Ye Hehuan turned sideways, straightened his back, and looked at Yu Zhongxiao's side face with earnest eyes, as if he was thinking about him.
Just then, her cell phone rang——
Seeing the caller ID, Ye Hehuan moved towards the car door, lowered his head and answered: "What's the matter?"
"Holy shit, you called me first, okay?" Qin Shousheng was furious on the other end of the phone.
Ye Hehuan flipped through the call records, and sure enough, he accidentally dialed the number just now. He whispered perfunctorily: "I dialed accidentally, okay, you can rest."
"With someone like you..."
Qin Shousheng's roar ended the moment she cut off the phone.
"Whose phone number?" the man next to him suddenly asked.
"Qin Shousheng." Ye Hehuan disagreed and hid the phone back in his pocket: "I accidentally dialed his number just now."
Afraid that he wouldn't remember, she raised her head and reminded her kindly with a smile: "The guy who came up to pick me up last night, he and I also grew up wearing a pair of crotchless pants."
After waiting for a long time for him to answer, Ye Hehuan pursed the corners of his lips. He was so boring that he stopped speaking in the middle of his words.
I saw another stop sign ahead.
Ye Hehuan said anxiously: "Uncle, I saw a taxi, just drop me off here."
Yu Zhongxiao turned a deaf ear. She watched the stop sign flash past in front of her. He turned the steering wheel and the Wrangler drove back to the compound.
"Don't stay elsewhere for a long time at night," he said.
Ye Hehuan didn't understand at first, but when he realized what he was saying, he quickly explained: "I didn't say I was going to Qin Shousheng's house, I was just going to take a taxi home."
Yu Zhongxiao didn't stop the car and didn't say a word to her statement.
Obviously don't believe her.
Ye Hehuan had never seen such a stubborn person. She curled her lips with some dissatisfaction, hugged the paper bag in her arms tightly, and then looked sideways at his profile. The outline of his facial features was cold and hard, and his silent appearance made her feel a little nervous.
I was so frightened that I couldn't help but mutter: "You are not afraid of making Hongyan angry if you delay here."
Leaning on her seat, her stomach felt cramped, and she took a breath because it was so sudden.
Holding her stomach, Ye Hehuan thought to herself that walking by the river would eventually make her shoes wet. No, God couldn't stand her lies. She turned her head and looked at the man who was concentrating on driving, and cautiously said:
"Uncle, if I say I have a stomachache, you still don't believe me, right?"
Yu Zhongxiao heard that she was weak, glanced at her from the corner of his eyes, and saw her pale face: "What's going on?"
"I don't know, it just... hurts a bit." She bared her teeth, looking a little funny.
The Wrangler turned around at the intersection ahead and took another route to the nearest hospital.
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Ten minutes later, the Wrangler parked in the parking space of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
Ye Hehuan majored in emergency internal medicine.
Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, she held her stomach and complained that it hurt. The doctor looked at Yu Zhongxiao, who was standing behind her with a slightly solemn expression, and asked her softly: "Are you pregnant?"
"..."
Ye Hehuan's ears felt hot, knowing that the doctor had misunderstood. He moved his eyes and said nonsense: "He is my uncle."
At this time, the doctor also lowered his head and saw the age written on her medical record, smiled awkwardly, and Yu Zhongxiao suddenly said: "I'll wait outside."
After saying that, he had already opened the door and went out.
The doctor's voice was not loud, but in such a small room, he should have heard it, otherwise he would not have chosen to avoid suspicion.
"Your uncle is so young."
Ye Hehuan lay on the bed, lifted up his clothes, and said with some pride: "No, the women chasing him are almost intensified. His hands mean that there are women seeking death and life for him today. He goes up to seize them.
The kitchen knife in someone's hand was accidentally injured."
The doctor was checking her and chatting. When he pressed her right lower abdomen, Ye Hehuan almost jumped up and screamed: "Ouch, it hurts!"
…
Yu Zhongxiao sat on a chair in the corridor. He had a severe headache and his breathing became heavy. He leaned back against the wall, closed his eyes and took a short rest.
There was a vague pain from the cracking wound in my left shoulder.
It was almost half past two in the morning.
The door to the emergency room opened. He opened his eyes and saw the doctor coming out. The doctor put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and told him: "It should be chronic appendicitis."
After saying thanks, Yu Zhongxiao went in. Ye Hehuan curled up on the bed and fell asleep in a daze.
"It's nothing serious. No surgery is needed. Just hang up two bottles of water and prepare some medicine." The doctor prescribed the medicine and handed him the medical record card.
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Ye Hehuan woke up from urinating. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying in the hospital ward with a slight pain in his stomach.
The sky was bright and the morning light filtered in through the gaps in the curtains.
She turned her head slightly and saw the man sitting on a chair next to her. His arms were folded on the back of the chair. His lowered head rested on his arms. The steady and slight rise and fall of his back showed that he had fallen asleep. He was staring at
With his powerful wheat-colored hands, the empty thoughts in her brain gradually returned.
There was a band-aid on the back of her left hand. After peeling it off, she saw a tiny pinprick.
It must be waterlogged.
Ye Hehuan looked at the sleeping man lying on the chair again. Without waking him up, he quietly lifted the quilt, put on his shoes and went to the bathroom.
After draining the water, she felt a little hungry, so she took her down jacket and slipped out to buy breakfast.
At the entrance of the hospital, the man who set up a breakfast stall saw that she was pretty and had a sweet mouth, so he gave her two full bowls of packaged porridge.
…
Back in the ward, Yu Zhongxiao was still sleeping, and his posture had not changed. Ye Hehuan put the porridge on the *table and rubbed next to him.
She knelt down beside the chair, folded her arms and looked at him.
To be honest, Yu Zhongxiao's sitting posture was a little different from what she thought. She felt that a man with an old-fashioned personality like him, even if he was sitting up to sleep, should have his hands on his chest, his thin lips pursed, and maybe his brows should be slightly furrowed.
But now, he has chosen this way of sleeping that seems a bit childish to her.
She raised her head and glanced at his prone face, but she only saw his stubbled chin and strong lines.
As he got closer, Ye Hehuan subconsciously looked at his injured right hand.
There was blood seeping out of the gauze.
This Han Jingqiu was really ruthless. She sighed inwardly. If this slap hit her face, she might even want to die.
Sure enough, women’s hearts are the most poisonous!
Ye Hehuan stared at Yu Zhongxiao's well-jointed fingers. They were different from Yan Yu's white, thin, onion-like hands like an artist. There was strength under the healthy skin color, because the fingertips that held guns all year round,
A thin layer of cocoon has emerged, which is rough but full of masculinity and charming in a different way...
She rested her chin on her arm, glanced at him again, and slowly stretched out her right hand to touch his gauze-wrapped hand.
My heart was pounding, and I muttered to myself to encourage myself - "Touch me, and I'll touch you."
When her delicate white hands reached into his tiger's mouth, she kept her eyes locked on him, for fear that he would suddenly open his eyes. Seeing that he was still awake, she breathed a sigh of relief. She felt the warmth of his fingers in her palms, and her cheeks turned slightly red.
, his eyes moved, and it seemed that he felt - not bad...
