Greedy pleasure

On the way, Yan Xiaomi was driving, her mind a little confused.

Countless questions hovered in her mind, making her restless.

In the back row of the car, Xu Lei was still cursing, "That grandson Lian Feng dared to play tricks, this time he didn't get rid of him, it's really cheap for him!"

Yan Zhibai had Shu Chiye in mind, so he touched him, "Okay, let's save a few words, Brother Chiye's injury is more important now."

At this moment, the corner of Yan Xiaomi's mouth moved, and she suddenly asked, "Why...why did he fight Lian Feng?"

Speaking of this, both Yan Zhibai and Xu Lei were a little puzzled.

"We don't know exactly what's going on. In fact, Brother Chiye has been in a bad mood today. When he first arrived at the bar, his face was quite ugly. Later, he answered a call from Yan Ke, and I don't know what was said there. What's the matter, set him on fire, as soon as the fire came up, Lian Feng came to hit the muzzle of the gun, but I feel that Lian Feng did it on purpose today."

As Xu Lei said, he bumped Yan Zhibai with his elbow, "What do you think? They seem to be talking about someone."

Yan Zhibai seemed to be thinking, "Hmm", "Listening to their conversation, it seems that Lian Feng moved Brother Chiye."

Xu Lei made a "tsk", "The two of them are like playing charades, and I don't know who they are talking about, so I was puzzled. Who is it that can make Brother Chiye so angry, it didn't scare me to death ..."

Yan Xiaomi didn't listen to what was said later, her face turned slightly pale, and her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly.

If she still had doubts just now, now she can be sure that it is because of her that Shu Chiye is so impulsive and fights so violently with Lian Feng.

But why?How could she have such weight in his heart?

Arriving at the hospital in a messy mood, Yan Zhibai and Xu Lei got out of the car first, while Yan Xiaomi walked slowly behind.

Yan Zhibai turned around to urge her, "Xiao Mi, what are you doing? I lost track of her after a while."

Yan Xiaomi said "Oh", and took two quick steps to keep up, "Uncle, I'll go back first after I've dealt with the wound with you, you go to see Mr. Shu...Mr. Shu."

"You little heartless, my uncle has been hurt like this, why don't you say send him back?"

Yan Zhibai gave her a strange look, "What's wrong, why do you feel that you are absent-minded."

"No." Yan Xiaomi casually made up an excuse, "I'm just a little sleepy."

Looking at the time, Yan Zhibai realized that it was past eleven o'clock.

"Thank you for your hard work tonight. I'll see Brother Chiye later. If there is no major problem, let's go back."

Yan Xiaomi said "Oh" again, "Aren't you here tonight?"

"Shouldn't be used, Brother Chiye won't fix this fake..."

While talking, they found Shu Chiye's ward.

"Brother Chi Ye, how are you? Is the wound serious?" As soon as he entered, Xu Lei was anxiously concerned.

Shu Chiye shook his head, caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye, fixed his eyes, turned his head and saw Yan Xiaomi walking in behind Yan Zhibai.

The four eyes met, and the eyes of the two were a little strange.

Yan Zhibai didn't notice, and was asking the doctor about the specific situation.

The three giant Buddhas are here, the doctor was a little stressed, wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and said dryly.

"Mr. Shu injured his arm, and he has already had stitches. Although the wound is not long, it is deep. He has to stay in the hospital for observation overnight. If there is no inflammation, he can be discharged tomorrow, but he still needs to take medicine and recuperate."

Hearing that the wound was deep, both Xu Lei and Yan Zhibai's expressions were a little grim.

Yan Xiaomi was at the back, the corners of her mouth were pursed, and her heart was full of emotions.

She told herself that it was none of her business, but she couldn't help but glance at him.

There was no blood on the man's face, and his lips, which were always rosy, were also slightly white, showing a rare morbidity.

He turned his face sideways, his eyelashes drooping slightly, expressionless, and the air pressure around him was a little low, but it wasn't that scary anymore.

Xu Lei was a talker, seeing that Shu Chiye was seriously injured, he was even more angry and yelled at him.

Shu Chiye frowned slightly, glanced at the injuries of the two, and interrupted in a low voice.

"Okay, I'm fine here, you two hurry up to deal with the wound, come out and walk around with this face, and don't be afraid of scaring others."

Yan Zhibai and Xu Lei looked at each other, and they both fell silent.

"Okay, then let's go to the medicine first and see you later."

Seeing this, Yan Xiaomi wanted to follow, but Yan Zhibai said, "Xiao Mi, you stay here and accompany Brother Chi Ye."

Yan Xiaomi: "..."

Before she could agree, the two had already walked out of the ward.

The doctor had already left at this time, and only she and Shu Chiye were left in the same room.

The atmosphere suddenly became delicate, a bit awkward.

Yan Xiaomi stood in the center of the ward, two steps away from the bed, and didn't know whether to approach it or not.

Shu Chiye raised his eyelids, staring at her with Mo Mou, the corners of his mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something.

But thinking of the unhappiness between the two of them tonight, a dark look flashed across his eyes, and he swallowed the words again.

Yan Xiaomi, on the other hand, was silent for a while, and then took the initiative to speak out, "The matter of Lian Feng, you caused me trouble in the first place, don't think that I will be grateful to you for avenging me."

Shu Chiye's breathing was slightly stagnant, he didn't say anything, his eyes gradually darkened.

The window of the ward was still open, and a gust of night wind suddenly blew into the ward, bringing a bit of coolness.

Shu Chiye's top was wearing a hospital gown, which was a bit flimsy. Don't let the wind blow, he couldn't help coughing.

Yan Xiaomi frowned slightly, walked over and closed the window.

Looking back, the man was still coughing, looking sick and weak.

After all, she couldn't stand it anymore, Yan Xiaomi finally moved over, picked up the cup beside his bed, poured a cup of hot water, and said in a blunt tone, "Here you are."

Shu Chiye glanced at her tender white fingers, took it with his uninjured hand, and was about to drink when she turned around to back away.

At that moment, without even thinking about it, he reached out subconsciously, wanting to hold her.

But before his hand touched her, the pain from the wound made him groan.

Yan Xiaomi turned her head and saw that his brows were tightly knit, and a thin layer of cold sweat was oozing from his forehead, and his heart tightened.

"What's wrong with you? It hurts? Shall I call the doctor?" She turned to leave.

This time, Shu Chiye grabbed her wrist, gasped and said, "It's okay, it's just... the wound was pulled."

Yan Xiaomi's whole body froze when his dry skin stuck to her. She paused for a moment before turning around.

Looking down at the pale man, she pulled his hand away with a straight face, and put it under the quilt.

"Let you rest well and don't move around." The tone was still blunt, but there was a bit of concern that she didn't realize.

After saying that, she told herself in her heart that she should keep a distance, but she couldn't move her footsteps any further, so she stood by his side stiffly...