He was probably still angry with her. Zhuo Jian held the phone and looked at the anxious eyes of the old couple, so she could only dial his number.
No one answered the first call, so Zhuo Jian called again at the begging of the station manager's wife.
But someone picked up: "Ajian?"
"Brother Su Bai?"
Zhuo Jian sounded a little surprised.
"You called just in time. I wanted to find you. Yan Ye had a car accident and was admitted to the hospital last night."
"What?"
When Zhuo Jian heard this, he stood up in fright: "How is he doing now? Which hospital are you in?"
"I lost an arm. I woke up once in the morning, and now I've passed out again. How about we wait until you come?"
Su Bai looked at the cold and neatly dressed man on the hospital bed and asked the person on the phone.
"I'll go!"
——
Zhuo Jian took the director's car and quickly arrived at the hospital.
It was a bit windy outside, so she hurriedly ran inside, her hair being blown around.
Outside the high-end ward, Su Bai raised his eyes when he heard the footsteps. When he saw the way she was coming, he knew that she must be anxious. He thought to himself, is this not love anymore?
"Brother Su Bai, how is Fu Yanye?"
Zhuo Jian wanted to enter the ward immediately, but Su Bai had already hugged her shoulders.
"The situation is not very good now..."
Su Bai hugged her and said something, which made her face turn pale with fright.
"Then I'll go back first. You stay here with him and don't irritate him. The doctor said he can't have too many mood swings now."
"Okay! Brother Su Bai, his arm..."
"Hey! Your parents-in-law don't know about his injury yet. It's up to you whether you want to tell her or not. I can only help here."
"..."
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but frown after watching Su Bai shake his head and walk away.
She decided?
What to decide?
Zhuo Jian turned around and looked at the dark door, feeling even more nervous.
She opened the door gently and saw the person inside wearing a clean white shirt and black trousers lying on the bed, her heart was pounding wildly.
She comes closer!
He lowered his eyes and looked at the person with his back to him. His arms...
Is it that one?
Then he pressed it like that...
"Young Master Ye?"
Zhuo Jian called softly.
The man lying on the bed didn't move.
Zhuo Jian reached out and gently held his shoulders and arms, whispering: "Don't sleep like this!"
Fu Yanye just turned around reflexively.
Zhuo Jian slowly let go, feeling a little unaccustomed to him being so obedient.
but......
Fu Yanye stared at her with dark black eyes and asked, "Who asked you to come?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian didn't know what to say for a moment. She felt extremely distressed now, thinking that it would definitely hurt even more if he lost his arm.
But when I look up...
Huh?
Both of his arms are still intact?
She couldn't help but bend down, raised her hand to pinch his side, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Su Bai only said that it was useless, but did not say that it was gone.
Zhuo Jian thought that he really had random thoughts, but he still couldn't help but pinched it gently: "Don't you feel anything at all?"
Fu Yanye just stared at her, still so indifferent.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Well, don't be angry or reasonable with someone who has no feeling in his arm. She sat down next to him and asked him: "Why did you suddenly have a car accident?"
"Do you care?"
Fu Yanye asked coldly.
"I care!"
Zhuo Jian nodded.
Fu Yanye looked at her with a deeper look, and she had to explain: "Even if we can't become husband and wife, aren't we still in a relationship with our exes?"