What should be your attitude when asking for help?

Lu Yao raised her eyes and looked at Ye Zehong, knowing better than anyone else what he wanted.

Just because she knew it, her chest ached because of his words.

It was like countless ants gnawing at her heart.

She felt like she was going crazy.

She obviously didn't want to make the same mistake again, but she fell into his tenderness unconsciously.

This feeling of not daring to disobey orders and not being able to be with him unscrupulously made her very uncomfortable.

Knowing that there would be no result, knowing that she would be bruised and bruised, five years ago, she chose to fight, and five years later, today, she chose to give up.

Thinking of this, she slowly let go of Ye Zehong's hand.

He moved back, holding back his emotions, and choked with sobs: "Dr. Ye, thank you. I also beg you to continue to be the chief surgeon of Feng'er's surgery."

"Lu Yao, I'm not as narrow-minded as you think. The reason why I didn't show up in time at the meeting to discuss Lu Feng's surgery plan today is not because I hate you, but because I met a man who was hit by a car on the way here. The injured deliveryman was hit and run by an unscrupulous driver. Passers-by did not dare to rush to help. If I had not given first aid to the deliveryman, he would have died in a pool of blood."

Hearing what he said, Lu Yao immediately remembered that Ye Zehong had indeed pushed a middle-aged man towards the operating room with the nurse just now at the door of the operating room. Ye Zehong's clothes were stained with blood at that time.

It turned out that he was late because he needed first aid.

She actually judged the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Lu Yao immediately stood up, bowed to Ye Zehong and apologized: "I'm sorry, I am indeed narrow-minded and petty in this matter."

"I didn't expect that I would be so unbearable in your heart." Ye Zehong stood there and glanced at her coldly.

Lu Yao was startled, her face full of embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I... I just..."

If she hadn't said such heartless words last night, how could she have misunderstood?

When Lu Yao had this idea in her mind, her body suddenly stiffened. Back then, wasn't she also so heartless towards him?

"Okay, I don't have time to argue with you here about who is right and who is wrong. It doesn't matter to me anymore." Ye Zehong seemed to throw out such indifferent words, but in fact he really cared about it.

However, he knew very well that Lu Yao was determined not to renew her relationship with him this time, so she tried her best to keep a distance from him. Because he could not have her again, he had to pretend that he was very chic and cool. It doesn't matter.

However, every time he used cold words to talk to her, his heart felt millions of times worse than hers.

Ye Zehong did not embarrass Lu Yao anymore, nor did he leave. Instead, he sat on the sofa and carefully read through Lu Feng's past cases. He had no communication with Lu Yao at all and wrote down seriously and professionally.

Lu Yao sat in front of the hospital bed, holding Lu Feng's hand tightly, waiting for Lu Feng to wake up.

Time passed minute by minute, waiting, waiting, Lu Yao unconsciously lay on the bed and fell asleep.

At this point, Ye Zehong raised his head and looked at the beautiful figure who thought about it day and night.

The Lu Yao in front of her was indeed not the same as she was five years ago.

On the contrary, she is more concealed, looks more feminine, and...

Touch his heart.

Ye Zehong put down the case in his hand and walked carefully to Lu Yao's side, his eyes wandering around her face, as if he wanted to capture something.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously.

He lowered his head and slowly and gently kissed her face.

As soon as he stood up, he met a pair of big, bony eyes.

A milky voice sounded: "Dr. Ye, you secretly kissed my mommy..."


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