After I got married, I was entangled by a boss

Qin Yihan stared at her for a while, his eyes were dark, and his lips parted slightly.

He said coldly, "I want to say that Ruirui likes you very much. If something happens to me, you, as a mother, will take care of her."

"..." Qiao Xixi was stunned for a few seconds, and couldn't help asking, "Is that all?"

no.

At that time, his eyes did not intend to say these things...

"Ah."

Qin Yihan responded lightly, and seeing her surprised face, he asked again, "Otherwise what do you think it is?"

"I……"

Qiao Xixi opened his mouth, looked into his deep black eyes, and hurriedly squeezed out a smile, pretending to be relaxed, "I guess it's the same..."

After she finished speaking, she quickly lowered her head, went to the bed and picked up her quilt, and said softly, "The wound on your back hasn't healed yet. I'm sleeping on the sofa these few days."

"..."

Qin Yihan's eyes suddenly darkened, his eyes fell on her thin figure, and he said softly, "You have a good sleeping habit, you won't touch my wound."

Hearing this, Qiao Xixi raised his head to look at him, and said with a sneer, "That's not good, your wound hasn't yet formed a callus, if you squeeze it and fester, there is a risk of infection."

Qin Yihan's eyes were displeased, but seeing her insistence, he didn't say anything more.

Qiao Xixi made her own quilt on the sofa, turned around and saw Qin Yihan lying on the bed, worried that he would not sleep well tonight, she brought aromatherapy and lit it on the table.

"Mr. Qin, this will help you sleep." Qiao Xixi picked up the aromatherapy and put it on his bedside, whispering.

Qin Yihan nodded, stared at her without speaking.

Under his scorching gaze, Jo Xixi walked to the sofa and got under the quilt.

The sofa was placed in the direction of the bed, and Qiao Xixi faced the inside of the sofa, so as to avoid any eye contact with Qin Yihan.

Staring at the European-style dark-patterned sofa, Jo Xixi felt extremely depressed. He sighed softly, pulled the quilt back, and closed his heavy eyes.

Why did Qin Yihan lie?

The look on his face at the time obviously didn't mean to say these things.

Does he have something to hide?

Qin Yihan stared at her back, smelled the faint scent of the aromatherapy, but didn't feel sleepy at all.

He turned off the bedside lamp, and the room was plunged into darkness.

Qiao Xixi opened his eyes, unable to fall asleep with a heavy heart.

Qin Yihan was lying on the bed, looking in Qiao Xixi's direction by the moonlight outside the window, without sleep all night.

In the dark night, there is no place for each other's emotions to be released freely through the night...

……

the other side.

Inside Beishan Mental Hospital.

Qin Yihan sent people to escort Qiao Yuxin to the dean's office, and told the dean to take good care of her.

The dean immediately agreed.

Qiao Yuxin's face was indifferent.

Because she knows.

Mom had already arranged a relationship with Zhao Tianxiong, and she was sent to a mental hospital, nothing more than a boo!

It won't be long before she can go out!

After delivering the people, Qin Yihan's people left.

As soon as they left, Qiao Yuxin sat down on the sofa and said arrogantly to the dean, "Okay, hurry up and bring my clothes here, I'm going back!"

This ugly striped hospital gown is so ugly!

And the material is so rough, it makes her itchy all over!

The dean looked at her with a gloomy face, picked up the pager from his waist, and said coldly, "Send patient 35 back to the room."

Qiao Yuxin was taken aback for a moment, but before she could react, a nurse had already opened the door and entered.

With the medicine in her hand, she went straight to Qiao Yuxin and said with a smile, "Miss Qiao, it's time for you to take the medicine."

"Don't you understand human language? Let me out quickly!"

Qiao Yuxin frowned, and yelled at the nurse in dissatisfaction. She even raised her hand to pat off the medicine in her hand, and said angrily, "I'm not sick, why do I need to take medicine?"

Are these people crazy!

Why don't you let her go?

The nurse smiled, picked up the pills she had dropped from the ground, and said patiently, "Miss Qiao, you are mentally ill, and you need to take good medicine to recover!"

"I'm not sick! Those are all fake, didn't my mother tell you?!" Seeing that the momentum was wrong, Qiao Yuxin suddenly panicked.

"But your examination report has been determined by experts to have a history of severe insanity." The nurse looked at her and said with a smile.

Looking at the smile on her face, Qiao Yuxin didn't feel warm at all, but felt creepy instead.

She quickly explained, "That report is fake, forged! I'm not sick at all, if you don't believe me, test it again!"

"Miss Qiao, ordinary mental patients don't think they are sick, we can understand that."

The nurse ignored her nonsense, but handed the pill again, and said with a smile, "You should take your medicine now."

Qiao Yuxin opened her eyes wide, looked at the medicine in her hand, shook her head in horror, and shouted, "I won't take it! I'm not sick at all!"

Seeing this, the nurse looked at the dean helplessly.

The dean said coldly and expressionlessly, "Give her a tranquilizer."

"Yes."

The nurse nodded and took out a needle and a medicine bottle from her pocket.

Seeing the sharp needle, Qiao Yuxin ran towards the door like crazy, trying to escape from this ghostly place!

"Don't run!"

Immediately at the door, a security guard grabbed her arm and sent her back.

"let me go!!!"

Qiao Yuxin yelled like crazy, struggling hard, and the veins on her forehead popped up.

Seeing this, the nurse quickly found Qiao Yuxin's blood vessel and pricked it with a single needle.

"I'm not sick! I'm not sick!!"

The defense in Qiao Yuxin's heart was about to collapse, and she shouted heart-piercingly.

The nurse injected the medicine into her arm with a cold face.

Slowly, Qiao Yuxin struggled less and less.

Her eyelids felt unusually heavy, and she passed out.

When you wake up again.

Qiao Yuxin found herself locked in the ward.

It's more like a prison than a ward.

The incandescent lamp above her head was as bright as day, and she was lying on a narrow wooden bed surrounded by white walls.

She sat up suddenly from the bed and looked around blankly.

How she wished it was a dream!

When she woke up from the dream, she had already returned to Xue Cuiyun's side!

But the pale room in front of her, the hospital gown on her body, and the scratch marks on her wrist, all reminded her nakedly.

This is not a dream!

These are all true!

She was really locked up in a mental hospital!

Before she could recover, the previous nurse had already walked in from the outside with the medicine in hand.

The nurse showed her a creepy smile, then picked up the medicine on the plate, handed it to her and said, "Okay, Miss Qiao, it's time for you to take your medicine."

Seeing the smile on her face, Qiao Yuxin couldn't help trembling when she recalled the scene of being pressed on the ground and being forced to get an injection, "I...I don't want to take medicine, I want to see my family members! I want to see my mother!"

The nurse ignored her pleading and said with a smile, "Miss Qiao, you can't contact anyone until you recover. You'd better take your medicine obediently!"

With that said, he walked over.

"No...don't..." Qiao Yuxin trembled with fear, "I don't want to take medicine..."

The nurse chuckled, "If you don't take the medicine, you will be punished..."